Broken Fay-te by Cama seeney (free novels to read TXT) 📕

branch and landed in a puddle, giggling to myself I watched as the torrent of waves washed over my unclean shoes. 'For someone who lives in the city your shoes are awfully muddy.' He informed me as I stood waving my feet in the water. 'For a friendly elven your awfully bossy.' I replied laughing as I continued to walk towards the cabin. We didn't talk to much, and fifteen minuets later it paid off because Sasha came crashing out of the woods.

 

She pounced straight at me and I drooped ny rucksack and caught her easily. At three she was now easily brushing my lower hip, though she wasn't all that heavy. Her front paws clung to my shoulders and bottom paws balanced on my hips. Laughing I kissed her nose and dropped her. 'Is she yours?' He asked looking far to confused. 'Hm yhea she's a wolf / dog some sicko decided to cross breed his dogs and wild wolves. They need and now a generation of animals without the capability to mate were born.' He gave me a huh look so i continued. 'Hybrids, a cross between to kinds of animals. They are incapable of having pups.' I informed him getting the bone I had bought for her from my backpack. It looked crispy and exactly how she liked them. The thin plastic was easily torn off and I shoved the smelly plastic back in my bag.

 

She picked up the bone and led the way back to the cabin. Within minuets I spotted the old wooden building, leaning slightly to one side. There was a small hole in the foliage and trees. It was small in comparison, as soon as I walked I could clearly see a bathroom in the far left corner half hidden by its door. An old claw bath tub, sink and toilet were all there. They all were the old style yet surprisingly clean and well maintained. I looked at the ladder next to the door and followed it up to the ceeling, about seven foot before the ceeling there was a little ledge. From here I could see one pillow on a soft looking bed. Grinning i almost snorted at Sasha knowing she would learn to climb the ladder. Probably already had during my absence.

 

There was a couch in the middle of the room facing an open fire. On the other side of the room (the side I was on) was the kitchen. There was no oven only a fridge and another sink. A small table, a kettle, microwave and toaster later and that was everything. I could do this. I could survive here. There was no logs here but outside I saw an axe stuck in a a tree stump. That's obviously where they were cut. 'You good?' He asked already turning to leave. 'Yhea'. I replied grinning to myself. 'Your grandmother told me to tell you not to forget to go shopping.' He called as he left the premise. A layer of dust and mud had followed us in, I saw a broom resting just outside the door and began sweeping.

 

My headphones hung loosely around my throat, shooing Sasha and her messy bone out I swept all my worries, I mean messes away. There was another door next to the bathroom under the bed. Looking in I found extra blankets, a first aid kit and cleaning equipment. This could work I suppose. Sitting in the fire was two bricks, a pan and a straight hot plate were lying on them. I did need to go into town, another hours walk. Hmm. I went over to my rucksack and emptied it. Balls, leads, about seven granola bars, ten pens, a pair of socks, a spoon, fork, gloves, hand sanitizer, first aid kit, keys and purse all fell with a dramatic flop onto the couch. Grabbing my keys, the ball and purse out of the pile I shoved the rest back in there. Placing my phone, purse and keys into the front pocket of the backpack I walked over to my suitcase and grabbed the coffee travel mug out of the top of it - inside was mostly my hiking and sport equipment I didn't trust my Ex-farther to not sell. After untying the not in the kettle I plugged it in. In the fridge was a lone liter of milk, a stake I knew my grandmother had bought for Sasha and some butter. On the table was half a loaf of bread, a couple tea bags half a cup of sugar and another half cup of coffee. I grinned to myself, she always knew to pack the necessaries.

 

If I knew her well enough, I knew that later I would find a lone tin of baked beans. I would probably find it when I found the rest of my stuff. I think dad had mentioned an outdoor storage place a little close to the road. Ten fifteen minuet walk tops. I would grab what I could on the way back. Following the dirt track was easy, it was an act that needed complete mindlessness. There was no sound other than Sasha's panting and the occasional snapping of a branch. I didn't even need to listen to music. Here in the open I never did. There was no bullshit to hide from. No unnecessary talking to fill the screaming silences. It was so quiet I could almost hear my own heart beat. I hummed softly to myself and laughed when Sasha stopped waiting for me, she loved it when I sang to her. I wasn't very good but I think she just liked the sound if my voice. The song started slow and quiet but didn't stay that way. The lyrics soon came quicker and louder.

 

Power, as I had always thought, was hidden in words. My voice echoed around me, like the land wanted me to hear. Wanted me to feel the energy I was giving back. I sighed and sang another line, it was once again echoed back to me. 'You can no longer hold onto me. Because I know that I am free. You are prince of nothing but disgrace. It's funny really, I mean have you seen your face?' I laughed to myself as I sung complete nonsense, anything that popped into my head. 'Not really I tend to avoid mirrors.' Came the shouted reply. Wait what? I turned around sharply to see Josh. 'Hello stranger, its been a long time.' He informed me completely straight faced. Sasha walked over to me, sitting on my feet growling softly. 'She still doesn't like you. I wonder if its because you smell.' I called back with a sad smile. 'You okay?' He asked still not smiling, his question left no space to say yes. He already knew I wasn't. He already knew why. 'I'm alone.' Was all I replied.

 

He nodded walking towards me slowly, I wasn't sure if it was in order to mot scare Sasha or me. I was okay with being alone, I always have been. I can't argue with myself but he also knew I could get lonely. He knew that if I was alone with my head to much I over thought. I stressed myself out. Sighing he walked until he was a mere footstep away from me and rapped his arms around my stiff form. Josh was the closest person well I don't actually have anything to compare him to. That was just it. I didn't have friends. My mother was the only family I really had. My grandmother felt nothing more than a carer who got stuck with me. She likes me well enough and me her but we weren't family. My farther had left us. Left me.

 

I had friends and family once, we traveled around alot - she had a career selling her art. She was good. Remembered and loved. And then it all fell to shit. Of course we had all the love and support at the beginning but when she stopped painting she was forgotten. My friends, the ones I had tried so hard to keep eventually gave up. The money from her paintings was soon swallowed by bills. In the last two weeks of working I actually had money, it was a weird feeling. The weather was getting cooler and the sun slowly dropping. It must have only been half four but darkness was already falling. The silence became a little less inviting and more solitary. Eventually I broke through the forest and ended up on the edge of town. By five it would be pitch black. Sighing I pressed play on my iPod and called Sasha close to me 'stay close Sash.' I told her softly, cooing almost.

Chapter Four

Strangers 

 

The streets looked the same yet completely different. I was used to the night. It was my preferred time. Less people around, I mean like hardly anyone was around. It was a nice change:in NewYork there was not a time in the day were too many people were far to busy. Everything was one big rush, a rush to go to work, a rush to the coffee house, a rush to grow up... Here it was different of course you could see students hanging and laughing in the coffee house (Mocha Us) and a couple round by the food store I was walking to. There was also a second hand dresses store, a bridal store and a nice looking alternative clothing store called Jessica's. A couple charity shops but my eyes passed by all this and locked on the guy staring at me angrily. His hair a deep black, eyes a deep brown. He seemed familiar, as soon as he passed under the street lamp his hair glowed green. What the hell kind of dye was he using? Freaking trend setters. I rolled my eyes and walked away from him and his creepy staring. Don't get me wrong he was attractive but staring really isn't all that an attractive trait.

 

Walking into the store was odd I couldn't hear anything yet I knew who they were talking about, looking at. I'd moved around so much I knew. They would be jealous that I'd gone and confused why I'd come back. They would be thinking I dressed weirdly. They would comment on the fact that Sasha was standing at the window looking at me fogging up the glass. They would talk about me and josh's brother. Did he know I was back. I rolled my eyes, now I remembered why I'd left. Walking to the frozen isle I picked up a cheese pizza and then walked to the meat isle knowing Sasha would chew everything apart if I didn't get her some more meat - for a sweet temempered dog she really did wolf it down. I think she was going to have another growth splert soon. Sighing I picked up a chicken, shrugging I turned around to go and find the coffee isle I needed decaffee coffee I knee I sleep with caffeine in my system all the time. I can have coffee and chicken sandwiches. If I cook the chicken I can have food tomorrow too... Hmm yhea that'll work. Right what else do I need? I walked over