The Pure Key Keeper

Chapter 2

Hay peeps, i have finely done chapter two. I know it is a bit short, i am sorry i will try and make it a bit longer but this is all i have time for at the moment.  

I hope you enjoy it,  please  comment, vote and fan.

P.s this has not bin edited just yet i will wright the hole story before i do that thank you. :)

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     I started to wake up to the sound of Ludovico Einaudi song fly, ringing through my ears. I often full asleep listing to his music, though this song inparticular reminds me of the paranormel for somereson. I start to sit up slowly careful not to hit my head on the rock above, looking down at my phone I see 14 messages and 20 mist calls. “hhmmm, I bet it is Jack. What time it is anyway?” I wisperd tiredly looking back to my phone, with shock. “SHIT.! , It is 8:59am, I have school in like a minute.” I sigh and stand up, The forest is beautiful, The sun gives a slight orange glow as it peirs through the trees onto the forest floor.  “I gess I better get walking home then”. I pull my houde over my head, and start walking home just as Avril Laveen Innocence (piano cover) comes on. I all ways like the piano version better to the orianel song, mm I guess it is more affective and emoshonel. Hopefully it wont take me to long to walk home, if it is an hour and harfe in the car it should take me about that to get home. I look up as cars just drive by me not taking any notice, Huh I gess people either don’t care or are just to busy to notice. That sounds about right I gess it is going to be hard getting use to being back here after living in Tokyo for so long. After 2 hours I finely reach my house, wich is in the middle of the woods, I still don’t get why mum and dad brought this place. it gives me the creep's but i gess its nice in a weird way.

I walk up to the old and broken front door placeing my hand on the chiped away golden door handle, turning it slowly I open the door.

“Em...dear..is..that.. you?.” I heier my mother call faintly over the top of my music, grate.. I gess no one left to see if I would come home. I close the door and run up stairs trying not to lead mud traels ever where. Walking to my room I close and lock the door, I don’t really wont to see anyone at the moment not after what Jake did…why did he even hit me?, I dont even know what come over me. Tears start to role down my dirty and swollen face. Getting up I go to my on sweet bathroom turning on the shower and letting it run, I stand there letting the dirt run off my skin as I here nocking on my bedroom door. “sis... come on open up I am sorry....I didn’t mean to hurt you..., I know your in there.” Jakes soft voice comes through the door, stupid boy thinks I am going to talk to him..., well he is wrong not after what he did. sighing I get out of the shower drying myself off I look in the mirror. There is a black simbel on my coller bone that then spreads to my shoulder,  it is buterful....there are shade's for red and light blue along with black all round it. I have never seen it before... where had it come from?.... My attention gets pulled away from my mistory tattoo...to my browsted and battered face, GRATE!.... he has given me a black eye....as well as the hole right side of my face is all fluffed up... it  looks like someone has bleddy punched me.. i sigh and walk into my bedroom grabbing a light blue per of skinny jeans, nightwish strap band top, not bothered that my now new mark was on show. I still don’t now where it has come from, huh.. o well I well have to deal with it... I dry and straten my heir.... grabbing my hat and unlocking my door, to see my big brother standing at the door with sympathy in his eyes.

        “look sis…” I cut him off before he could say anything else putting my hand up to him. “save it! I don’t wan’t to hear it..” my voice was so harsh I didn’t even know it was me who was talking to him. Anger ran through me as I walked down stairs, well... so much for a good first day at school. It ended in me bloody sleeping in the woods... well I gess it was good that i was way from him after all. I walk strate past my pairants and into the kitchen, making myself a drink of hot chocolate and a cheese and spring onion sandwich. I sat in the corner staring out the window as I eat... ignoring the pain as i move my jaw.