Henry's Monsters

Dumb ass

Chapter 14

Chloe looked up at Henry waiting for an answer. He stayed quiet and looked away from her watering eyes.

"Henry?" She said and he looked back at her. Tears rolled down her cheeks. He may have saved her but he knew that she didn't want to be here. She wished that Aidan was still with her and that he could take her home and... he took that from her.

"I let you live because you would only die by Aidan's hands... it wasn't your natural time to go" Henry said not fully telling the reason why, but Chloe took it as his answer and she wiped away the tears.

"Well okay" She said and stood up.

Henry's heart raced and he didn't know why. She looked back at him. Then Tracy walked around the corner.

"What's wrong? Henry what did you do to her?" Tracy asked and put her hands on her hips. "He didn't do anything" Chloe said and walked past her. Tracy walked over to Henry.

"Please tell me what's wrong with her?" Tracy asked. Henry gave a weak smile then it faded. "William got to her.. He's trying to break her" Henry answered and Tracy gasped. "How did he get her?" She asked afraid and concerned.

"She hid in the closet and I guess he snuck her down stairs to the doors" Henry said and Tracy vanished over to Chloe who sat on the couch and hugged her knees.

Chloe P.O.V

The fire looked different it was cold even tho it was blazing and the flames danced with heat. I couldn't seem to get rid of the cold chills up my spine. Maybe the stress was getting to me. I am in a murder house.

I puzzled for a moment.

I leaned towards the fire to touch it. The flame touched my finger tips but I felt no pain of being burned at all. Then it seemed the flames danced up onto my hand and then my wrist. Slowly crawling up my arm.

Then in a split second it seemed the heat turned back on and my wrist blistered and burned. I screamed slamming my hand on the ground trying to pat my self out. Henry saw me and ran around the corner to help. He grabbed a thing of water and splashed me with it. My clothes were drenched and the flames went out.

I examined my wound. A pore opened and blood spewed out. The burning sensation continued.

Henry picked me up and carried to the kitchen.

He opened up the ice box and then dumped it into a huge bowl of water. He shoved my arm in it. It stung. I wiggled in pain. He held me still.

Steam flew off my over heated flesh and the ice cooled my skin. My arm beat red.

"What were you doing?" He asked me.

"I don't know my senses went numb" I answered. He rubbed my arm in the ice water trying to rub away the blisters and stop the pore from bleeding.

He then took my arm, dried it off, then wrapped it firmly in a towel he grabbed from under the counter. He then took what looked like a old leather strap used for sharpening single blades for shaving men, and used it to tie the towel tight on my arm.

I winced.

"You're a dumb ass Chloe" Henry said and I snorted at him.