Hi guys it's grace! This is chapter one :) I'm sorry it's a little bit short, don't kill me! Plus I repeat, *I DO NOT HAVE A EDITOR* so there will be mistakes.
Chapter 1-
My hand went to my mouth in a swift movement as I let out a yawn. The bell rang signaling that it was time to go home.
I inwardly danced as I packed my books into my bag and walked out,following the crowd. It's not that I can't stand high-school, it's more like my demonic teachers who think its perfectly acceptable to teach a lesson talking with the speed of the Tasmanian Devil. I couldn't keep up with my math teacher, so I just doodled for the rest of the period.
I finally passed by the crowd leading out to the exit, causing some "ouch's" and "oohs". They wouldn't get out my way so I had to use some force. As I started walking on the path that leads me home, I sighed again. I haven't been getting much sleep, so I'm glad today was the last day before spring break. My dreams have been plagued with the same image every night for the past week.
A man with bright crimson eyes, staring at a random baby. In my dream, he would always hold the baby gently and whisper something about her birthday. Which, is pretty damn near creepy considering tomorrow is my sixteenth birthday. I've never been excited about my birthday. They just mark your age. Woo, let's buy a cake to celebrate me becoming a old geezer. But along with my dreams, my heart has been acting up. Sometimes it feels really heavy, like it was trying to pull the Titanic. Which is terrifying because I'm only sixteen and I should not be having heart problems.
I kicked a tiny pebble that was lying in the middle of the sidewalk and exhaled loudly. Why am I dreaming of people that I've never met? I reached home and entered my key into the big wooden door. It opened with a click and I stepped it quietly, sliding off my black converse and placing them neatly by the door. "Mom?" My voice rang out through the two story house.
Quietly, I walk towards the kitchen expecting to see a black haired middle age woman. My mother had dark green eyes that sparkled whenever she talked about something passionately. She also had straight black hair, which is where I got it from. But unlike her, my eyes were a dark brown with a black ring around them, which I got from my father.
My mom and dad had the most romantic love story and I envy them. My mother- Elena, had met my father- Richard, when she ran away from her fathers abusive grip and ran into my fathers arms, literally. They collided because her eyes were clouded from tears and he took her to dinner. They've been happily married since.
My mother appears out the pantry with a tired look on her face. A few wrinkles formed on her forehead as she smiled gently. I wondered if she was okay for a split second, but then remembered it was probably just another late assignment for the art show. My mother was a artist, and painted mostly landscapes. Part of the reason why she ran away from her dad was because he didn't support her. He said things like "Artist are stupid people who paint because they have nothing to do." Or "You're getting a desk job, artist make no money." I never met my grandfather, and I'm glad. Everyone should follow their heart, no matter what happens.
"Mom, you should take a break. I'll take over and you go lay down." I demanded as she went to grab the salt for her cooking pot.
"No! Elywnn,we need to spend quality time together!" She argued back. Quality time? She's never said anything about quality time before. Maybe it's because I'm getting older and she thinks I'm not her baby anymore? I don't know about much about empty nest syndrome but I'm pretty sure she has it.
As I was trying to figure out another reasonable explanation, my dad stepped in the room. He looked between my mom and me with eyes that held worry. His eyes finally landed on my mother and softened as he strode to her and put his hands on her back.
YOU ARE READING
The Demon Under My Bed
RomanceWhen Elywnn was born, she was premature and wasn't very healthy. The doctor told her parents that he suspected that Elywnn wouldn't have much time left. Out of desperation, her parents summoned him. A demon. He could save her, but for a price. "Whe...