Hey guys thought I ought to start writing the next chapter XD still not used to this writing stuff... so please bare with me!!! XD this is four pages on word which is loads for me but the next chapter is already being written. <3
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Chapter 2:
* 9 years later*
'No,no,nooo' i murmured in my sleep but as usual I sat up panting as the ever accuring nightmare once again stopped at the death of my family after the loss of my mum to scar my brain with its influence.. 'God, not again....' I whispered to myself trying to assure myself that it was the past and it was over and done with. I had been having these dreams since the night it all happened at not once did it get boring, like all other bad dreams people got used to, but not me I had to be the scairdy cat of the century. I looked at the clock next to me and amititly regretted it. The bright red numbers were blurred but right next to my face, making me blink several times before I could even start to make out the numbers. I groaned, it was 2:00am, great I only had an hours sleep...
'Best get up you fat loaf' I said to myself, god, now I was talking to myself. I thought, if a little bit sarcastic. I decided getting up was the best thing to do as now I definitely not going to sleep after the dream. I never do.
'FUCKKK!!!' I screamed as I was falling to the floor. Face first...I instantly put my hand to my mouth, but by then it was too late I had woken up the entire house. 'Damn' I mumbled 'stupid fucking carpi-' but by that time I was rudely interrupted by my legal "guardians" if you could even call them that...
'WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING YOU STUPID FUCKING WHORE?!?!'
But by this time I had already zoned out, I was tapping my foot waiting for the borrinngggg rave she was having, which to my pleasure suddenly stopped. 'Karie baby, what's wrong.' OH GOD, her voice had taken on its 'mother voice' if you could even call it that.
'What do you mean Stacey? I thought that was you and the man you hid in the cupboard? Oh, whoops, hi peter' I said in my cutest voice I could manage. I was receiving death glares from Stacey whilst she was receiving death glares from the man that she was supposedly married to.
'I have no idea what you are talking about Kari.' Stacey was saying through clenched teeth. Still glaring at me I might add.
I stud there waiting for the emotional explosion my wonderful skills foresaw... 'What the fuck does she mean, Stacey!?!? I thought you were hiding something again, but I trusted you....' blah blah blah, I turned around heading towards my bed with a smile on my face, for what I had caused, once again.
'See the fucking brat is even smiling!!' crap. She had turned the conversation around so it was pointing to me. She was trying to convince peter that she wasn't cheating again when we all know that's who she is. Never happy with the same guy, always trying to get into the trousers of another most the time it would be more than two guys. Yep, you guessed it she prefers it 'rough'.
'Stacey, get over yourself. I don't give a fuck about who you date or fuck because we both know that cheating is in your bones. I seriously wouldn't dought that if your brother was fit you would shag him, just 'cause he has a dick.' whilst I was saying this I was sitting on my bed flicking though one of my magazines.
'Who the fuck do you think you are talking to?!?! I am your mother! You will speak to me in respect!' she was yelling at the top of her lungs at me now, but I still didn't put my magazine down. As it annoys her more than me talking back at her...
'Since when were you a mother, let alone a motherly figure. All you do in this. Place, you call a home, is make sure we stay here as long as possible. Just so you can get money from the state. You are not my mother.' I was walking across my room now, I felt like a predator looking for its pray, which in this case was my lodger. My hand were getting itchy as I strode towards her, I started clenching my fists. As soon as she noticed this she started to back off, very, quickly. We all knew the damage I could do.
'Narr is mummy scared of me.' I said in my best 'baby' voice I could muster up. I was making my eyes go dark red and made my clothes merge then instead of my pyjamas they were my usual leather biking gear, making me look menacing.
'n-no, I course not. Why would I be scared of a-a FREAK like you!?!
'Oh, a freak now am I? I am a freak to you maybe but am I to everybody else?' I said giving my innocent voice an evil tone, which make it sound really different. 'PETER!!' I barked out, walking towards him with my hips swaying. 'This mean thing of yours is being a horrid cow to me.' my voice was getting quieter with every step I took, my eyes had changed from blood red to mederterainium blue within seconds of turning from Stacey my lips were also slightly fuller and also more pink. Making me look damn sexy, also helping me turn him against his wife. I now whispered into his ear, making sure my breath caught just the right place. 'you don't want her to be mean to me now do you, as I can give you way more fun than she ever give you...' still pushing closer to him making sure to run my finger up the side of his bare chest and then holding it lightly on his six pack. I had him in my hands, as always.
I had him fit snugly around my finger as soon as I started dating. He might have a lil' crush on me, but that's because he's a pervert. He is kind of sexy though...'Stacey, enough of your stupid little excuses!' I now had an evil grin on my face and my back was firmly against his six pack. This may have been why she hated me more than the other kids they were 'looking after'.
'Out, of here. You are nothing like a parent to these poor children!' peter nearly screamed, she flinched under the now hateful eyes of her, now, ex-husband. 'Go on, go pack your things. Your trash to me!'
With tears pouring down her face, she turned, 'I will never forgive you for this Zaraniqe '. Crap. How did she know my birth name, I never got called by my birth name. Come to think about it I don't even think the state even knows my birth name.
Kari was the name the state knows and it will stay that way. I let my eyes go crimson when she turned to look at me as I said' at least get my name right, you man-whore'
She practically ran from the room, after this was said.
