Keyla

Part 1: Ch. 3 What Now?

I have been staying at Miss. Corently's house for two weeks. I help around the house as thank-you for all she've done for me. I even learnt to control my animal powers, that God gave me, I always call them my gifts from God, but I did research and they are actually called +Anima powers, they are earned to people usually as kids, who need these powers badly. I said goodbye to her today, because I am going home today. I promise to be at her house later, so we can watch the courts decision at noon. So I go home, clean up the house, and go make some muffins, then I go feed my animal friends. Then I hear a knock at the door, I haven't been home that long, so I wonder who it is? I go, and Miss. Corently is in front of my house pale, I let her in, and she gives me the paper. I read it,and I am running full speed, with Miss. Corently on my tail, yelling at me to slow down. It says my Aunt's and Uncle's trail was yesterday, they got the death penalty, and so did my cousins. They are afraid that my cousins will go back, and kill me as revenge, but for now, they are in jail, until court decides to change their mind, or will go through it, they want to go through my cousins psyc. That isn't what has me on full course for the court house right now though. What has me running, is that they are convicting, Grandpa. I stop, and as I suspect, no one is in town, everybody is at court. I pop out my ears, and listen for anything, I know I am close, and Miss. Corently, finally catches up to me. I follow the noise, put my ears in, and burst into the courtroom, I hear the words, 'Guilty! Bailiff take him away' . I scream no, all eyes are on me, as I run my face covered in tears. I don't care, let them stare, I hug my Grandpa and cry.

"Bailiff, remove the chi-" says Judge

"No, wait, two minutes, please two minutes, give me two minutes. I'm all she has left, let me say my goodbye. Please." Grandpa begs, hugging me close to him, I am too, I refuse to let go.

"Very well, say what you need to, then Bailiff take her away, from him. I order that this girl, is not to see any of her relatives deaths. Do I make myself clear young lady, I mean it, a child should not see such horrible things." says the Judge

"Yes, yes, I promise, I promise." I say

"Good, carry on." the Judge says

"Grandpa, I am sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm soo sorry." I cry

"It's okay Keyla, my beautiful little butterfly. I should've stopped them, called the cops. Don't say it. Now don't give me those big eyes either. Now you listen to your Grandpa okay? I want you to do me the biggest favor, ever can you do that for me butterfly?" Grandpa asks

I sniff a couple times. "Yes, Grandpa, I will. I promise." I say

"I want you to always be good, I want you to be the best you, you can ever be. Never let anybody tell you you can't do something. And always follow, your pretty little heart. Do that, and everything will end up fine. I can't promise everything will be sunshine and rainbows. But I can promise, if you stay true to yourself, you will be fine. You have what it takes to paint your own adventure, the skills to live happily. It's all clouds now, but remember the sun will always return. Remember my words well, Keyla. I love you very much, Keyla." Grandpa says

"Oh, Grandpa! I will, I will remember I promise. I love you two, very much." I cry, hugging my Grandpa.

He hugs me tightly. Then the bailiff, pulls us apart, one of the cops, drags Grandpa backward toward the jail sail. While holding onto my pinkie, he wraps his with mine, to say "I pinkie swear."

"Keyla, smile for me, give me your biggest brightest smile, the last thing I want to remember, is my butterflies smile." he says

I swallow my cry, and wipe my tears away, and give Grandpa the best smile I ever can. He smiles right back at me, laughs.

"That's my girl, that's my butterfly. Live life to the fullest, and keep on smiling. I love you!" he calls as they haul him away.

"I will Grandpa, I promise! I promise to keep both promises, with all my heart! I love you!" I call after him.

That was the last time I ever talked to Grandpa. Miss. Corently, takes me home, but she doesn't dare leave my side. She stays, until, I finally somehow, fall asleep. I wake up the next morning, and there is a note, that says she had errands to run, but she will check on me fluently. I do my morning activities, but I don't go to school today, I call in sick, they know why I am not showing up, but they accept my sick excuse, and tell me to have a nice day, and come in when I am feeling well. I say thank-you, and hang up the phone. I sit in Grandpa's chair, not daring to move, and I cry until I fall asleep. Miss. Corently, comes in, and wakes me up, she says she will make dinner today, and I need to eat every last bite. I nod my head, and turn on the tv to something that isn't dealing with death, I don't really watch, I just want something to take my mind off things. I get up, and tend to the animals, knowing that they must be starving. I leave the door cracked when I go to school, but today I didn't. I take care of the animals, pat their head, and send them off. Miss. Corently calls me to the dinner table, and I sit down and eat. She asks if she should come over tomorrow? I tell her no, she has helped plenty, thank you so much for everything. I ask her, if I can go into town with her later. She smiles, and says yes, just make sure, I go to school tomorrow. I said I will, I know I have to face them sooner or later. So the next day I go to school, ignoring the chatter, and whispered words.