Her soul

Chapter 2

I hurry through the rain towards my beat up yellow car. Most of the money I had saved up had gone towards this rust bucket, but I loved it nonetheless. It had been difficult to convince my father not to confiscate it. I had to stand up to him for one of the very few times in my life. I'd told him I needed it for school, work, and that I could start dropping Keiyle off at school so he wouldn't have to. The early mornings dropping off Keiyle were more than worth it.

I quickly unlock my door and get into the driver's seat, before turning around and throwing my duffel bag into the back. Turning the key, my car groans and sputters to life. I spin the conditioner dial all the way up and wait for my car to heat up. As I wait a thought hits me, I'm all alone now.

Don't get me wrong, I loved Keiyle and I'm not sure I would have survived all those years without her, but somehow my younger sister never filled the loneliness I had felt my entire life. My entire life I had been plagued with this all consuming emptiness. My whole existence had been spent feeling empty.

I tried to fill how alone and hollow I felt with constantly surrounding myself with people. I was the ultimate party girl, I was always the center of attention, the coolest, the hottest, the most desirable. I've had more relationships than I can count. And one night stands? I'm not sure you want to know.

It sounds like I'm a mega slut or mean girl or whatever but really I just have this compelling feeling that I'm missing something. Not to be too full of myself, but I'm actually very nice. Outside of party situations I'm the strong silent type. Still popular, still always surrounded, but mostly observing. Party in the front, quiet observer in the back.

So I had always felt alone, but now I was truly alone. I had no friends where I was going, and had no desire to keep in touch. Most importantly I had no sister, and I didn't even have the option to contact her. Sighing, I put the car into gear and I speed out of the cul de sac, tires screeching as a last goodbye.

I was headed towards nowhere. I felt no desire to live anywhere specific, so I planned to drive until I ran out of gas, try and find some odd jobs for a while before moving on to the next town. It may not sound ideal but I had no real skills and no real direction in life. Maybe while I was floating I could find my purpose, I could find what I had been missing my whole life.

As I drove it started raining more heavily. I flipped on my window wipers and continued to drive. Eventually it started raining even harder, but I just squinted and turned on my headlights. Then it started raining the hardest I had ever seen. I couldn't see the road anymore, and I could barely make out the green of the tree's in the forest surrounding me. So I pulled over to wait for the rain out. Impossibly, it began to rain harder.

It's now raining so hard that the roof of my car creaks a bit, before springing a few leaks. It's enough to soak my hair, and get some of my body wet.

"What the heck? The universe is really fucking with me today." I groan.

Deciding I need to try and find shelter somewhere else, I look into the forest. Surely somewhere the trees are dense enough to keep me dry. I grab a hoodie from my duffel bag and throw it on, before grabbing my jacket and holding it over my head.

"Three... Two... One!" I jump out of my car and run towards the forest.

I enter, and a strange feeling enters my body, but I ignore it blaming it on the chill of the rain. I squint again to try and keep the rain from running into my eyes, and suddenly I see a light a little ways off. I had hit the jackpot! Maybe the universe didn't hate me if it had left a house for me to hide from the rain in. As I got closer I realized that what I had once thought to be a house light was actually... Just a floating blue light? I got even closer, but before i could investigate it, it poofed out of existence, only to reappear ten feet away from me.

I was thoroughly confused now. There was this floating light and now it was disappearing and reappearing? I try to ignore it and head in the opposite direction. It didn't seem to like that, and was also apparently very determined to take me somewhere as it kept following me. Not finding any good shelter, I throw caution to the wind.

"Alright you annoying little light, lets go." I sigh.

It gives out a happy little hum, which should surprise me but does not anymore. It starts heading to my left, disappearing when I was about a foot away and reappearing ten feet ahead of me. It doesn't take us long, maybe about fifteen minutes, before we reach a mausoleum. It's made of gray stone, and the outside is crumbling. In fact it looks more like a ruin than a mausoleum. It's also very creepy.

"Nu-uh little nightlight, I do NOT do dead people or whatever else is in that creepy death trap." Shuddering, I turn around. The little blue light is gone.

Groaning I turn back towards the tomb. It was still raining very heavily, I was already thoroughly soaked.

"Well I guess it can't hurt to get out of the rain, plus I'm definitely already going to die of pneumonia" I mutter to myself.

Taking a few hesitant steps into the large structure, I breathe a sigh of relief when nothing jumps out at me. The inside also consists of crumbling grey stone, but there's one key detail that has me enthralled. In the middle of the room, lay on top of a pedestal what looked like a stone statue of a man. Part of the ceiling had crumbled, and somehow even with all the rain outside a light shined from the skylight illuminating him.  It was like a scene out of a movie.

I felt pulled towards him. As if in a trance I start to move towards this statue. When I get a closer look I gasp, what lays before me is the most beautiful man I have ever seen. Is it possible to get a crush on a statue? Because call me smitten.

I have an uncontrollable urge to touch his stoney face, it's so realistic and handsome. He has a strong jawline *swoon* and long eyelashes (um, how does a statue have eyelashes? Strong craftsmanship I guess). His lips were full, and I couldn't help myself, I had to touch them. Leaning over his impossibly broad and muscualr chest, I lightly ran a finger across his beautiful lips. Seriously, this freaking statues lips were a crime they were so sexy.

"Ok, so the universe might not actually hate me for real if it led me to this hunk." I muse.

"Not the universe mate, it is Fate" A deep voice with a very thick Irish accent says.

I suddenly come to two realizations simultaneously. One, I'm pretty sure the statue just fucking SPOKE and two, this mans lips suddenly felt very real.

Chapter two is up! Things are about to start heating up in here. Again let me know if there's any mistakes. I'm having a lot of fun writing this, I hope you are having just as much fun reading it!