Cannibal at heart (on hold)

chapter two

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The pic is of Braden!

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I gasp wake shooting out of the covers screaming out in pain. I ran to the mirror to catch a glimpse of a fading bite mark on the nape of my neck. The pounding feet rushing out in the hallway and the echo of my door slamming open makes me jump.

"Heart!?! Are you okay?" Braden's panicked voice fills the room. I glance over seeing his tall figure standing there. His messy short black hair making his morning look just right or 'perfect' as the girls at Lake high school say. He's in his usual attire around the house, sweatpants and no shirt. He has abs and a lean figure that can make any girl swoon. That thought alone makes me want to throw up.

"I'm fine just...just a nightmare..." I whispered having a distance look on my face.

"Okay.. oh and Heart. dad wants you to start packing." He smiled lightly. He's the only one I've told about the nightmares.

"Ok..." I mumbled. We're moving at the end of this week. it doesn't bother me really it's just I don't like new places and I'm not very social since I became mostly mute. I only talk to Braden and Jamie. My mom died six months ago and that's when the nightmares started. My fathers always at work, he works as a lawyer but after the move he will start his own restaurant in Georgia. Braden will be helping out and so will I but I get a break from it since I'm the one painting the rooms and getting all of the furniture in the right place.

I started packing all of my clothes and getting everything other then my sketching supplies and the canvas I'm currently

working on. I was planing on going to the Art Institute in Pensilvania but I don't want to leave Jamie. I finish packing everything and set them out in the dim hallway. I leave the door open a crack and fall down onto the plain mattress, staring at the cracks and crevices in the ceiling.

-time skip: next day-

The car ride with my idiot brother and a sleeping Jamie is taking SOOO long! Ugh. I stare out the window with a blank stair ignoring Braden's horrid singing. It's like 6 in the morning and we already left Ohio an it just won't go quick enough!!

The fucking 12 hour drive took FOREVER! Once Jamie woke up she would not stop asking when we would get there.

Final we get off the main road and turn down a dirt path leading deeper into the woods. Passing a tall creepy mansion and turning in front of a smaller more homey like house. Standing in front of what I assume is our new home is two guys one who I probably in his mid thirties and another who I would guess is 18...

Wait..it's fucking him! He's here! no! no! no!!

I tried to recover from my panic attack, but it's to late. A smirk lands on his face as as I glare not liking the amusement in his eyes. If I wasn't having a heart attack right now then I would have thought he looked attractive. He looks like any other stable teenager with out all the blood.

Jamie's standing next to Nick as he talks to who I presume is the father of the demon. I hear Braden struggling with the bags and I take that as my chance to brake from the tense staring contest. As I turn I can feel his eyes burrowing into my back.

"Hey you okay you seem a little jumpy..." Braden whispers.

"I-I'm fine.." I mutter grabbing the biggest bag I can find so I won't have to stop and have to wait for the introductions.

"Asher go and help them with there bags" the man ordered in a rough English accent

I feel the presence of someone and before I can take one step the bag is removed from my hands as I let out a small squeak in surprise. Taking a quick glance back only to give Asher a dark glare as I grab another bag and follow my brothers retreating form into the house.

Damnit I want to smack him so hard. I can feel him staring at my butt. Stupid asshole. I hope he trips and falls.

"Hey, where do you want these?" Ass-her glancing around the house. Braden went back outside for more of his stuff and left me alone with the pervert. I point to the closet in the hallway setting my bag down in the kitchen.

By looking at all of the pictures my dad had of this place I would guess there should be five rooms on the top floor, four bathrooms, one on the ground floor, three upstairs. There is two master bedrooms and a kitchen, dining room and a living room.

I take the duffle bag and head upstairs coming to a stop at the end of the long hallway where there is a black wooden door. I've already past four doors so this must be the last one and the second master bedroom. Hearing talking downstairs and a girlish scream as Jamie runs up the stairs nearly falling as she claims her room, the first one on the right, with another fit of high pitched screams.

I laugh rolling my eyes as I turn to the door and literally having to pry the door open. Cringing as it creeks open loudly, might I add.

Groaning at the sight of stairs I debate wether or not a small room would be better then having to climb these stairs every time I need to get away from people. Ah what the heck might as well get some exercise.

Once up the flight of ten thousand stairs or so I take a good look around. A big open space with a nice window/seat thing in the middle of one wall. A double door on the left wall and a single door near it. Opening the double door I gasp at the sight of how huge the walk-in closet is. I inch closer to the single door grinning as it swings open to let me view a full shower and hot tub and the best of all a door handle that locks! I could dance right now but my fun was ruined by on one other then Asher. My grin turned into a grimace as I take a step back preparing to jump out the small window in the bathroom onto the roof at any given moment.

"Hi uh we never formally met..I'm Asher and you are?" He questions looking slightly uneasy.

I sigh lightly. This is why I never like meeting people because then I have to talk or I'm thought as a freak.

"Heart." I state walking past him and walking down the steps pushing past the door as it makes another creak. Wait just the slightest touch of this door makes it sound like a dying raccoon so.. How did he get past it? I know I closed it, I even herd the click. I'm going crazy. First he shows up in my dreams now we're here and that's just so weird.

"So umm have you not seen many guys like myself?" I look back confusion all over my face.

"What?" What the hell is he talking about.

"Well the thing is I caught you checking me out earlier." He smirks like he just found out what the quantum theory is. Which in his case is probably his greatest achievement. Although he probably doesn't have much achievements are really big. I bet his biggest achievement before this was learning to spell his name.

Rolling my eyes I kept walking. Groaning when I hit the last step the idiot still following as I go through kitchen seeing Braden and nick with Asher's father unloading the couch. I really should go out and get the paint soon, but with this assmuncher following me so closely I won't get anything done.

"Stop following me, " I whispered glaring back at him.

"Why can't handle my awesomeness?" He grinned wiggling his eye brows

"Whatever, now move." Swatting him out of my way  and taking a  paper an Pen out of one of our millions of  boxes.

Be back soon, checking out the town.

Jingling catches my attention and I turned around so fast that I think I gave myself whiplash.

"I'll take you since I know my way around town."  He smiles at my failed attempt to snatch the keys from his grasp.

"Fine" I mumbled giving in Ashe leads the way out side to my Dodge RAM.

"But if you leave a single scratch on her I will staple your balls to your forehead."  The look of complete horror he gave me as I shut the passenger door on his face was priceless. Swallowing hard before asking where I wanted to go.

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