Chapter 2
I woke up to the buzzing of my alarm clock. It was Monday morning, one of the worst days to be alive in. I got up and got dressed, I was happy I could get out of the house.
I grabbed my phone and texted Dezi, telling her I was on my way. Then I grabbed a pop-tart and walked out of the house, heading for her house.
After graduation you guys did this every weekday. You both had noting better to do, so this was a thing. She was like a sister to you.
After 30 minutes of dodging cars I saw her at her porch waiting for me. I ran up to her and gave her a hug.
"Woe you haven't hugged me for a while!"
"Eh, it's fun." She looked at me and frowned.
"_______! You said you would tell someone! And what happened to your hands?!"
"Nothing, a glass beer bottle broke and I cleaned it up, hurting my self in the process." She sighed.
"You need to make a stand. Come on let's to inside where not everyone can't hear us." We walked inside. It was a simple 2 story house, with white walls and black windows. "Now, what happened?"
"Dad wanted to get a gun so we said yes. Things happened he threw his beer on the ground and I cleaned it up. I feel on my hands on the shaderd glass and got cut."
"But that doesn't explain the cut on your cheek."
"He put a piece up to my face accidentally cutting it. Can we do something else, to get my mind off of this? Please?"
"Yea, come on a wrote a new fan-fic and I need your opinion!" We ran up to her room and I read her fan-fic. She was always talented at this stuff.
She always writes about The Wolf Among Us, or The Walking Dead. Sometimes combining the two. She always has a fangirl attack when ever something new came out.
After I finished reading it, I sat it down on a shelf with Death Note figurines.
"So?" The excitement in her voice made it crack.
"I didn't really like it."
"What?" She frowned with disappointment in her eyes.
"I loved it!"
She squealed with joy.
"Really?!"
"Yea! This is one of your best works yet! Has your mom read this yet?"
"No. She always looks at me weird when I talk about it."
"Duh, she's your mom." She chuckles at my reply. "Well what about all your Internet friends?"
"No, you are the first one I showed it to."
"Well then show them! Dezi, you have a talent for pete's sake! Share it!" She sighs and grabs her laptop.
"Fine, I'm on it." She copies her story and sends the link to all her other friends. "And done." She looks at me and I look at her.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"I think, are we?" I stare at her some more and something clicks inside her head. "Ohhhhh. Ok lemme pull it up." I laugh as she opens a new tab.
"Dezi."
"Hmm?" Her eyes were locked on the screen.
"What episode were we on? You know after watching the series 4 times in a row." She lets out a light chuckle and looks up at me.
"I think it was the one before Alois's death."
"Oh yea, I remember now." I ran to her closet and grabbed our Black Butler t-shirts. I threw hers on her face.
"Thank you ______. I always wanted a Black Butler shirt on my face." I laughed.
"Anytime!"
Her shirt had a chibi Grell and William on it. Grell was hiding behind Will, as Will was poking the words Black Butler with his death sythe. With a black back ground.
Mine had Sebastian and Ceil laying down just showing their heads and upper chest. Ceil had his eyes patch off and Sebastian had his glove off. Purple rose petals were laying around them with a white back ground.
We both pulled our shirts over our other shirts. As we laid on the bed watching Alois die. Dezi was shouting no and I was shouting ______. (what you would shout.)
We sat there eating popcorn and let the hours slip away. I eventually looked at the clock and saw it was 6:30.
Time to go. Time to go back to that hell hole called home.
I got up gave Dezi a good bye hug, and grabbed a candy bar as I shut the door behind me.
