Chapter 3

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When I woke up the next morning I was sore all over. I guess that's what you get for running around the Netherworld and the Human World. I heard a light knock on the door; Uncle Brendan poked his head in the door.

"Your Dad wants to talk to you Kaylee,"

"Right now?" I asked. I sounded like a scared five year old.

"Yes, now Kaylee,"

I sighed. "Alright, just give five minutes to get dressed,"

"If it helps I'm making pancakes for breakfast," Uncle Brendan smiled and left.

I got up from my bed and looked out the window. The weather seemed to be reflecting my mood right now. The sky was gray streaked with blue lines that were able to peek out from the massive clouds that were starting to gather around the city. It seemed as though the weather wasn't sure if it should rain or be sunny today. It was the same way that I felt about what happened yesterday. On one hand I was happy that I'd been able to save my Dad and Nash but, now I knew there were going to be severe consequences for what I'd done and, I still wasn't sure if I wanted to face that and, on top of everything else that had happened yesterday the weird but nice hug that Tod had given me yesterday had just confused me even more.

After, staring at the window for another ten minutes I decided it was finally time to go down and face my father. I got dressed pulling on my comfiest jeans and my favourite red hoodie and, made my way slowly down the stairs. As, I was walking down I smelled Uncle Brendan's pancakes, the smell reminded me of a time when things were simpler and, all I'd had to worry about was whether or not my cousin Sophie was going to torture me at school today and how I was going to pass my next French quiz.

When I made it to the kitchen I saw that my Dad was sitting at the table along with Uncle Brendan. Sophie was nowhere to be seen so I guessed that she was still sleeping.

I tentatively sat down at the table.

"Um...good morning...?"

Dad didn't say a single word to me. This was not a good sign.

I sat there waiting for someone to say something. Finally my Dad turned to me, and let's just say if looks could kill I'd probably be dead by now.

"Your grounded Kaylee,"

"What! How can I be grounded for saving people's lives?"

I wasn't used to this version of my Dad. He was usually a very calm level headed person.

"You did it without telling anyone, you went to the Netherworld without an Adult and, you associated with a demon. I think that's enough reasons right there to ground you indefinitely!"

"Indefinitely! Dad! You're acting like you don't even care that I save your life!"

"Kaylee, calm down," said Uncle Brendan.

"No!" I shouted

"I do care Kaylee, and for that I'm eternally grateful, but starting this afternoon you're going to be grounded until I decide that you've learned your lesson,"

My Dad turned away signalling that this conversation was over.

I got up my chair squeaking loudly against the floor. I'd gotten in trouble with my Dad before but not to this extent and, especially not for trying to save someone else's life. I was so angry that I started to see red. I stormed out of the kitchen and, making my way to the front door.

"Where doing you think you're going young lady?" said my Dad coming after me.

"Out for a walk, so that I can enjoy my last few hours of freedom!" I said as I slammed the door in his face.