From Dark To Ashes

From Dark To Ashes- Chapter 2

So, I've finally gotten around to writing a chapter 2! Yay!!!

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From Darkness To Ashes- Chapter 2

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I think she was shocked at how much of a response I gave her. Regardless, I remember that that day changed my life forever.

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It seemed like forever until the end of school that day. When I was at my locker, my teacher came up to me.

"Kiraa..." Mrs. Laura spoke softly.

"Yes?" I responded quietly.

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That was the first time I'd ever spoken to her without an insult behind it.

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"Tell me what you meant when you said "you'd rather be here..." Mrs. Laura paused.

"Than with a hysterically screaming household of drunkards?" I finished.

"Yes. Here, Kiraa. Come into my office." Mrs. Laura kindly offered.

"Okay" was all I could say. I felt insulting her now was not the time to do so.

- In Mrs. Laura's office -

"Kiraa, tell me about your home life. Anything will do. I'm not trying to be your mother okay? I just want to help in any way possible. Can you let me do that?" Mrs Laura asked politely.

I had begun to tear up. I didn't want to cry but I couldn't stop. This lady was the one person I couldn't DARE be friendly with if it was the last thing I had ever done! But here she was, trying to comfort me when all I've ever done was insult her.

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You know, I had always felt hopeless. I felt like life would never change. Dad would always come he drunk and mom would always come home barely wearing anything. I would go to school and I would see stupid people everywhere who though life couldn't get any better than this! And I'd see Mrs. Laura, who was the person I was the most jealous of. She had a loving husband and a loving son. What more could she have! She's even moderately rich! Even so, I felt like I could open up to her and say what needed to be shared after holding it in time after time.

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-Mrs. Laura's POV-

Kiraa had fallen asleep in my office. I'd known her life was somewhat unstable but... For such a young girl to have to go through that? Its cruel!

I really thought she was just a brat; after that though, she's become a whole other person to me. I felt the moment she had finished and cried on my shoulder that I needed to help her: and that's what I'm going to do.

- Morning -

-Kiraa's POV-

Huh? Where am I? Why am I in a bed? Last thing I remembered was crying in Mrs. Laura's office. How-

Oh my goodness.

This room has all my favorite band posters in it! It even has some awesome wallpaper all over the walls! And look at those curtain-

"Mom! Why is there a girl in my bed?" The guy at the door yelled looking directly at me. Wait, in his bed?

"Oh! Is she awake?" The 'mom' yelled back up. I heard shuffling and apparently the 'mom' had come into the room. I had begun to panic. Why am I here?

Oh.

The 'mom' was Mrs. Laura.

"Hey Kiraa! How are you? Do you feel any better?" Mrs. Laura interrogated.

"Yes... But... Mrs. Laura? Why am I in your sons bedroom and sleeping on his bed?" Kiraa asked cautiously.

"Before that, come down and eat breakfast! I made chocolate pancakes!" Mrs. Laura expressed eagerly.

"By the way, you can wear these clothes today. They are my old ones. Anyways, I'm sure you didn't want to just wear that all day" She added.

"Okay..." I replied with a whisper.

Mrs. Laura's son looked at me for a second, cocked his head to the side in confusion, and then got frustrated and ran downstairs. I then changed, went downstairs, and just stared.

"Mrs. Sicillia?" I whimpered.

"Wow, you actually addressed me properly! Yes Kiraa?" She replied.

"Can you properly explain everything now?" I begged.

"Why are you in such a rush, its a Saturday!" Laura replied with enthusiasm.

"I'm sorry, but I'm just not used to this atmosphere..." I whispered.

"Oh... I didn't think about that..." She replied.

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I had never felt loved, needed, or involved in someone's life. This whole day seems like a whole new world to me. I really didn't understand how it worked. Was I supposed to smile at funny comments? Was I supposed to thank her for the food? I really had never been told jokes or given food by my family before. This was all too weird.

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"It's okay Mrs. Sicillia, just explain why I am here." I explained.

"Okay. Well, while you were in my office, you had fallen asleep from crying. After what you had told me, I was not necessarily going to take you back to your house. So, since my son was staying the night at a friends house, I decided to let you sleep in his room." She explained.

"Then, I woke up." I voice wavered.

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I will admit, I was sad. I honestly had hoped my life was a dream and I had woken up to real life. I had even hoped I had died and this was heaven. Even so, it was not to be. Soon, this will all be over and I will be suck in a bottomless pit of hopelessness again.

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I hate my life. I thought I had decided that the day I started middle school. But somehow, I had felt a sense of hopeful change when high schools had begun. I was wrong. My life could only get worse from here

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I was never so wrong in my entire life.

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Yay R&R! Any Ideas? Please post them. I'm beginning to run out of ideas!! :( JUSK KIDDING! But really, just post any ideas and I'll try to put them in. See you later with the 3rd chapter.