Blame

Chapter 2

Chapter Two
"And WHAT do you think you're DOING?!" A shrill voice screeched from the doorway to my room. Fuck. I jumped and fell off my bed, standing up as quick as I could and using my body to try and block the baby dragon laying on my bed. I've already been in enough shit today, I don't need a fifth strike.
"I thought I told you too get rid of that thing!" Madam Contree squealed, her voice resembling that of a injured pig.
"I can't. And even if I could, why would I?" I growled my stance turning defensive as I heard a quiet whimper sounding from the black and white dragon behind me.
"Because that infernal beast is a hell sent!" She whined.
My heart rate quickened as I felt my anger increase.
Nobody. And I MEAN nobody calls MY familiar a beast!
"Spero isn't the beast here... How dare you call him that! He can do anything that any other person could!" I cried. My teeth grinding against each other, I dropped my head, my hair covering my eyes as I tried to even out my breathing.
"What on eart-AAAAAHHHHH!!" The shrill scream caused me to raise my head.
Oh that's just great. Freddy Crougar had his hand threw the orphanages head mistress's chest.
Fuck.
Well at least o won't have to clean up the dining room...
I've gotta get out of here, before someone calls the cops.
I run to my small chest of draws and grab out a couple of shirts and a few pairs of shorts, underwear and my second set of converse with extra socks.
I snatch my bag out from under my bed and stuff my clothes in.
Grabbing my headphones and iPod charger I walk out the door. Almost bumping into a still very much here Freddy. I sigh and sling my bag over my shoulder, feeling Spero jump into my arms.
"You can leave after I get out, just don't anyone 'I' don't consider a threat." I say, brushing past him and nodding for him to follow me.
I run down the stairs and into the kitchens, opening the cupboard to grab a few things for the road.
A few pieces of fruit.
A couple of packs of chips and three bottles of water.
Walking over to the fridge I grab out four of the ready made sandwiches we get given for school and stuff it all in my bag.
I paused, readjusting the strap to my backpack as I turned to look back. Looking past a very nonchalant Freddy, I heard the cries of the only other human in this building I actually liked. Lilly, a two month old orphaned baby. I can't just leave her here she'll get put into a foster hell.
I'm taking her with me. I have to.
My resolve steeled, I walk into the baby room, and over to her crib. I pick her up, quieting her cries as I take my backpack off. I'm gonna need baby food. And money.
I chuck some of her clothes into my bag and use a sarong to give me use if my hands while holding her. I changed her nappy and put her in fresh clothes before placing her in the sarong and making sure it was secure.
After getting baby food, UHT milk, bottles and other baby necessities. I finally walked out the door. Freddy still following close behind. It's always like this. In the movies they're smart and witty but when with me they're shells. Not speaking unless spoken too. It sucks when you're running from somewhere an tenure the only person with you who can actually speak.
I really need to get a handle on this.

Sorry for the short chap I'll try and update sooner I've just been busy. Keep the comments coming they're what make me update.
Love y'all have a great day with this strange story in the back of your mind