A Place That Only We Know

Chapter One

Chapter One

 

"You're bleeding again." Alan blinked a few times as he stared out of the window and to the rain drenched back yard before he felt his sister's delicate hand lay on his shoulder. He turned, looking at her hand before he looked up at her. "Alan, you're bleeding again." She said sternly.

 

"Just let it bleed, Alina.." He said in response as he looked out the window again. "There's nothing we can do about it.." Alina sighed before she walked away from her younger brother and to the first aid kit located in the bathroom.

 

"Honestly, Alan, you're so stubborn sometimes." She sighed as she kneeled down next to he brother and began cleaning his bloody wrists. Alan winced slightly, squeezing his eyes shut as he did. Alina didn't even stop, she just continued to clean them until she wrapped bandages around them and stared at her brother.

 

"They bleed all the time.." Alan murmured. "It's no big deal.. If you would just let them bleed—"

 

"Alan, if I let them bleed you may die."

 

"Exactly." Alina looked up at her brother with wide eyes.

 

"Alan Humphries!" She snapped. "Don't you say that!"

 

"Well why just wait to rot away and die, huh?! Why wait on that?! I have nothing to live for, Alina!"

 

"Alan stop it!" Alan sighed deeply before he turned his head and looked out the window, watching the rain pour down outside. 

 

Alan Humphries had been diagnosed with the Thorns of Death when he was three years old and ever since then it had been ruining his life. He had attacks often, the marks from the Thorns bled heavily and frequently, and he found it hard to find happiness when he knew he was going to die. His mother and father, who died when he was five, left him with his older sister to take care of him. Though he loved his sister Alina, she was so protective and never let him be. She always went everywhere with him and he almost never got a moment alone. 

 

"I'm going outside." He said as he stood up.

 

"No you're not!" Alina snapped. "You'll catch a cold!" Alan turned around and glared at his sister, his temper finally getting to him.

 

"Alina, I'm just going to be frank here, I don't care. I really don't. I just want to go outside." Alina stared at her brother before she pushed her glasses up and sighed. Alan stared at her for a moment more before he walked through the living room, out the front door, and straight into the rain. He put out his hands, letting the rain trickle down them as he let out a sigh of contentment. For a lonely soul like Alan, rain was a chance to be touched. Rain was a chance to feel something. Rain was a chance at a new life. Alan believed in a lot of things like that. It gave Alan a sliver of hope. Slowly he walked down his driveway, his hair and clothes becoming soaked as he did. He couldn't see to well through his glasses, considering he didn't bother to wipe the rain off of them. The summer air and the rain felt wonderful against his skin. It felt nice to go outside. Alina was always afraid of letting her younger brother go outside which deeply upset Alan. Alan loved being outside, he especially loved gardening. He had a talent for plants and was often caught in his garden.

 

"Alan, come back inside." Alan looked over at the porch and to his older sister who stood under the canopy. "I don't want you getting sick."

 

"I'm not going to get sick."

 

"Alan please." Alan sighed, closing his emerald eyes before he slowly walked inside, not even glancing at his sister.