Chapter 2 (Grace)

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He placed me in my bed and checked my swollen ankle. My head felt warm and I was still in a daze. I hoped that my best friend since 3rd-grade wouldn't want any part of knowing that tonight he ate a whore. My dad kissed my head and closed my door. I stared at my ceiling just trying to piece all this fucked up shit together. Tap on the window caught my attention.

"It's probably a branch or something," then I thought, that's not a branch.

The emotion drained out of my face as I crept up to my window to revel Frankie hanging on the ledge. I slowly opened it and carefully so the creek doesn't cause attention.

"What the hell are you still doing here!?"I whispered angrily.

 "Crack the screen a little bit," he pointed to the corner on the bottom right. I pushed it just enough for him to turn paper-thin and slid into my room. I stood drained as his body formed.

I sat down pondering when I would awaken soon to awaken from this shit ass dream," Where are you originally from, what are you, how could I not know this before?"

He sat next to me, "Well let's get one thing straight, I am still the same person that I was 3 hours ago. That monster back there will never hurt you, I promise you that. You're the only person that knows our secret and we need you to keep it," He trusts me. I could report him to the government or tell my father but he would rather trust and risk it all instead of killing me back there, so I need to know what he's planning.

"Have you kept note of your abilities or skills?" I could see signs of discomfort in the way he moved away from me.

"Yes I have, Come over tomorrow and I will pick you up and bring you to my place tomorrow," He pulled out his phone, "I really must be going now. How's your leg?" his cold hands felt my ankle and could feel a tingle to his touch.

I moved back into my pillows," Um yeah it's fine," I choked out only a few words and I watched his eyes once as a cold ocean now foreseeing a future of blood, "You should go, "I hushed out, when I looked up he was gone. It was like the room was spinning as my head collided with the pillow. That dream was nothing that I had experienced before, it seemed more like an illusion probably caused by the shock from earlier. I found myself in the foggy woods with cold arms around me when I turned back a dark shadowy figure and Drew stood back to back with another unrecognizable figure as all these men surrounded us. I feel so helpless. Looking down I saw my arm was scared to the elbow, I fell to a pitch black.

"Wake up you silly hoe, your internship at the station is today!" Danny kept rocking me till I woke up. I threw a pillow to her face, She rolled her eyes and ran into my father fastening up his uniform.

"Come on, we leave at 5," He walked out. I turned to my phone to look at how late it was.

"SHIT!" I tumbled out of the bed and put something fresh on, then practically running out the door. Danny had her bag packed for spending the weekend at Moms house, I still won't step foot into her house for what she did to my father. No one has a simple family dynamic anymore. It's more common to say stepmom then mother nowadays. Plus she lives with the same guy she cheated on my dad with, Ron. Dad let out Danny and I watched her walk up to Ron standing at the door. Mom still doesn't show her face at the door.

Dad nudged my elbow, "You know she still loves you, G," He turned into a gas station, "She wants to see you, that's all she wants. Even for an hour maybe a minute she is still your mother," He ran inside to get us our father-daughter breakfast. It's just Edmonds pecan mini rolls and 2 cokes. I sunk low into my seat growing slowly inpatient. I pulled out my phone to check for any messages from Frankie after last night. Gunshots stopped my heart. Frazzled as I pulled my cam out to get a pic of the runner, scranny, dark-haired, green eyes. Dad still hasn't come out yet so I decided to go inside. small splatters created a pond of tears the clerk held his apron to the hole in my dad's chest.

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