8. Christain

8. Christain

A Chapter by Weaza

         I woke up to the sence of fear and worry. Not really something pleasent to wake-up to. I search around the room trying to spot anything different. I notice another dent next to me, I seprate my emotions and try to relize if somebody elses have been in here. Yes, someone has and tehy were lying next to me. I get up from my bed but have to hold on to the edge because I feel awfully dizzy. I try to think back at what happened but its blank. I can't remember much of anything except trying to look for Demitra, maybe it was a dream...But someone was here! I just don't know who, and its almost impossible to tag someone by there emotions because they keep changing. I walk toward my door to leave by my mind aches like hell. I let out a roar of pain. Dad comes in to check on me and asks if I am alright, I tell him what I'm feeling. Then I tell him to leave and I will be alright. After he leaves, Demitra comes in with the emotion of fear and worry. I get a little suspisous, "Hey..." "Hey." "I heard you didn't feel well." "Who told you? Oh... Nevermind, Ms. Allknowing!" then it hits me, my memories pound in my head and I stare at her, "Why? Now I am in pain and I am dizzy! All I asked you was where you were..." tears come out of the corner of her eyes. "I thought you would get me in trouble." "Why, would I do that!? I was just worried I couldn't find you anywhere!!! You know how much you mean to me!" I pull her to me. "I don't know..." she sighs, "Can I tell you something?" "Anything Demitra." my heart races, "I met...A guy...His name is Hawkin...He is sweet, sexy..." "WHAT?!" I notice her emotions go from warm and happy too scared and hurt. " I thought I could trust you!" "You can! I was just...I don't know..." she touchs my arm...We both faze out. What I see is horrible. I see fire and our mother walking into the fire. But at the same time I see Demitra in a wedding dress...I see someone killing her. Demitra...DEMITRA! I didn't notice she passed out on my bed. "Oh s**t, Demi, Demi come on wake-up!" what did she see that was so awful?! I can't imagine. I lie her down on the pillows and look at her beautiful face...What am I think she is my sister! Half-sister. That wasn't me! I look around the room feeling hatred and sorrow. Being terrifed I cuddle closer to Demitra...If anyone wanted her they had to get through me.



© 2009 Weaza


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