Chapter 21

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----------------------------------------------Amy's point of view-----------------------------------------------------------------------

My life felt so perfect. Bryan would sneak into my room at night and keep my warm... Well warm enough... He seemed rather cold but I didn't care. It just felt nice to have someone else hold me... It feels a lot better than... Never mind...

I was in Bryan's room looking for my brush. (He kept stealing my brush for his hair.) I wish he would have just had his own brush.

I spent a few minutes looking through his room when I saw his bag. He had it since I found him. I was curious and couldn't help but look. Who knows, maybe my brush was in it.

When I was looking through his bag for my brush I felt something really soft. It wasnt my brush but I had to pull it out to see.

It was a plain black book from behind but when I flipped it over I could see a purple star stitched into the soft velvet cover. "This is Bryan's?" I wondered to myself. I opened it and I saw my darling's name written on the first page, along with a bunch of symbols I couldn't recognize. I realized to myself that I was desperately in love with a witch...

"How couldn't he tell me?" I said out loud.

I did experiment with witchcraft like all the other girls my age but nothing we did looked as serious as this book. I flipped through his book a little bit and a few times I stumbled on some notes. He must have used it as a journal too.

One note confused me slightly. It mentioned his "brother Jonathan". I had no clue that he even had a brother. I thought maybe this were something he forgot to mention to me but then I read deeper.

*Today Jonathan and I were listening to music in my room and "dad" as he likes to be called made me go to the garage to "talk". I knew what is was about. I left my bag in the dining room and he probably saw it. I'm surprised he didn't find my book. He yelled at me for a long time and hit me a few times before he decided I was too pathetic to waste his time on. I hate him so much! I just want to leave with my brother..."

The entry shocked me when I read it. I knew a lot of people were hit by their fathers but I didn't think that my Bryan could be. But it did explain a lot. He really did act like a dog that's been beat when he got here. I felt so bad for him, I cried a little.

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