Two

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Chapter 2

   My eyes fluttered open and they landed on my bedside table where, near the alarm clock, laid a blood red jewel, facing me. I frowned picking it up, slipping it on my finger. My eyes moved to the alarm clock that read; 9:15AM in bright red. Eyes wide, my lips uttered a curse as I scrambled down the stairs to the kitchen.

“Why didn’t you wake me?” I yelled

Lena sat at the table, only a glass of water under a coaster in front of her, “Louie, sit”

“Mom, I’m an hour late for class, I have a quiz in third period, why didn’t you wake me?” I asked gently, walking towards her

“I have some things to tell you” she looked up at me “you should sit”

I complied, “What’s this about?”

“Louie, you should really figure these things out on your own. And I thought your obsession with demons would stop soon and that you’d get to lose your innocence before your eighteenth birthday, but you haven’t” her eyes turned starry “and you’re going to be taken from me after your birthday is over”

“What are you talking about, mom?”

She took in a deep breath, taking one of my hands in hers “You don’t look like us, do you know why?” she paused “Because you aren’t like us. This is going to sound crazy, sweetheart, but it’s true. You aren’t like your brother and sister or me or everybody else. You’re different”

“Everybody’s different”

“No, you are way more” she said, a tear slipping down “But I love you, I never thought it would be true, ever. But, everything is happening. Quite too fast, too”

“I don’t get it. What do you mean?”

“Louie, a devil will take you from here. It will take you from me, and I am never going to see you again” she said “It won’t let me see or be with you again. The last day of you being here with us is the day of your eighteenth birthday, though I want our remaining time together to be carefree and joyful you have to know the truth”

I couldn’t speak.

“Louie, I’m not your biological mother”

My eyes stung, “Of course you are”

“No,” she shook her head “no, I am not. And Leo wasn’t your biological father, either” she pulled in another breath, her eyes were on mine, but they were focused far away “When you were an infant, before we moved into this house, we found you, in our bushes, shivering and crying. We took you in and we loved and raised you as our own” she began “You were hardly a day old and we rushed you to the hospital. You were clean and healthy and everything was fine. Leo and I loved you very, very much”

“But,” she continued “driving back from the hospital, everything went wrong. The driver in the other car was so drunk; Leo couldn’t turn fast enough to avoid him. I flew out of the car, glass cut into my skin; I was dying. Blood was everywhere. Leo ran to me and then a man approached us, I couldn’t see his face, all I felt was the glass and blood spilling out of me. You were safe, in the car, crying and scared, but unharmed and that was huge relief for me”

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