|A Soul's Desire
Author: Chibigurl116 PM
Kaylee's life just wouldn't be normal without some otherworldly creature appearing and trying to take her life. But this time, she's not the one in danger. Can she really save someone who's lied to her and another who is already dead?Rated: Fiction T - English - Kaylee C. & Tod H. - Chapters: 3 - Words: 5,089 - Reviews: 11 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 07-03-12 - Published: 03-23-12 - id: 7951738
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Breakfast that morning was awkward to say in the least. Nash was mad at me so he sent glares my way, which was very un-Nashlike. My dad was exhausted from the night before, and Harmony just sat there quietly eating her food. I didn't know exactly how to react myself. I had only been here for one day and Nash and I already had a fight. I didn't think it was fair for Nash to treat me this way then expect that I would come crawling in his bed to makeout with him?
"Well this is nice~" I heard Tod's voice from behind me. I whirled around to see him standing there with a smile on his face.
I glanced back to see that no one else had looked up at the presence of the dead teenager. I turned back around and coughed lightly. Heads turned up. "I'm going to excuse myself, if you don't mind." Dad nodded and I stood, the chair scrapping the floor as I did. While I walked I made a slight motion with my hand for Tod to follow me. As I walked down the hall I heard someone else leave the table as well. I slipped into Tod's bedroom in time to hear Nash's door close.
When I turned around Tod was standing in the middle of his room like I expected. "You rang?" He asked smiling slightly.
I shook my head, sitting down on the bed. "Your brother is so mad at me." I mumbled and laid back staring up at the ceiling. Tod chuckled.
"Well I would think so since you basically snapped at him with the force of an alligator."
I threw my hands over my face in fatigue. "Why did he have to put all this pressure on me while I'm dealing with my burned down house."
For once Tod was silent. I looked up to make sure he was actually still there. He was. Sighing I stood and walked over to him. "Thank you for last night." I arched slightly on my feet to hug him. His arms wrapped around my waist and he squeezed me in return. When I drew back I smiled at him slightly. "Well I need to get dressed for school, so if you wouldn't mind..."
A smirk pulled at the corner of his lips. "Are you sure you wouldn't rather me stay and watch?"
I rolled my eyes but I was smiling as well. "Just get out of here."
He nodded and saluted me. "See you 'round!" And in a flash, he vanished.
"I'm so sorry about what happened to your home." Dove said to me later that day.
"How did you know?" I asked her as the teacher passed out a worksheet.
"Emma told me. I think it's horrible. Do they even know how the fire started?"
I shook my head. Emma didn't know about my house yet because I hadn't gotten around to telling her, along with the fact that she wasn't at school today. She texted me early this morning and told me she was sick. So how did Dove know? "No. They blame it on a gas leak but my dad is really particular about checking stuff. He would have noticed if anything was left on."
"Hmm..." She tapped her cheek in a thinking way. "Maybe it was spontaneous combustion?"
My brows crinkled at that. "That set a whole house on fire?"
She shrugged her shoulders and turned her pool blue eyes to me. "Maybe it was some kind of otherworldly creature?"
My breath seemed to stop at her remark. What did she mean like my kind of otherworldly? Thoughts buzzed in my head of all the creatures I could possibly think of. Not that I knew many of them. How would she know that? I glanced back over at her but she had started on the assignment. I looked Dove over. She seemed pretty regular, beautiful, girl. But she was speaking of very real things.
Sighing, I shook my head. No, I wasn't going to worry myself over these types of things right now. I have my house, my father, Nash, and no doubt here soon, Sabine all to deal with. I didn't need to add Dove to the mix over what she did or didn't know.
After class, I skipped lunch since Emma wasn't going to be there, and I really didn't want to deal with Nash and Sabine. As I was walking in the opposite direction from the cafateria, Dove stopped me.
"Hey~ Aren't you going to lunch?"
I turned and shook my head. "Not hungry."
She shifted her weight to her other foot. "What about Nash?"
I was silent for a moment. "What about him?"
"Are you sure you want to leave him alone with Sabine?"
I sighed, annoyed. "No, but I really don't want to deal with him right now."
She looked as if she was contemplating the idea, then nodded. "Okay~ I'll go keep him company." And she walked off with a bit to much bounce in her step.
I cocked my head to the side in confusion. Was she implying something. Did she have a thing for Nash? Wouldn't surprise me... Almost every girl did. I bet they looked at me with disgust. How could I be the one to dump him? They gossip that Nash was probably cheating on me anyways, that I wasn't good enough for him.
Shaking my head, I headed out in the parking lot towards my car. You technically weren't supposed to leave campus during school hours, but I needed to check on my dad. His work had given him a few days off after the house was burnt to a crisp.
I put the car in drive and sped out of the parking lot, past the sleeping guard, and onto the highway.
The house wasn't too far away from the high school, but I decided to take the back roads. I didn't feel like getting stuck in afternoon traffic, so I turned off the main road and onto the unused path.
During this, my phone rang. I glanced at the caller I.D. It said unknown number. Usually, I wouldn't answer such calls, but I flipped it open anyway. "Hello?"
The phone hung up. I frowned at the phone and set it back on the passenger's seat. I returned my eyes to the road, and a gasp exploded from my lips. A little girl was standing in the middle of the road, staring at the car flying towards her. I didn't think. I threw the wheel towards the side to avoid crushing her small frame into the pavement. The car jumped off the road and smashed into a tree. The impact was rough and it hurt.
That was the last thing I could remember.