Skeletons in the Closet by faze1315 Yeahright (classic books for 11 year olds .TXT) 📕

and thousands of dollars in our pockets, we sat on the road watching cars pass by.
I entwined my fingers with Casey and laid my head on his shoulder, “Do you regret coming out here?”
“Well actually, you practically dragged me out here, but I don’t regret coming,” Casey grabbed me by the waist and threw me onto the other side of him. Just as I hit the ground, a soda bottle filled with pee splashed where I once laid.
I shuffled away and silently laughed. “Thank you.”
“It was nothing,” Casey looked back to the street. Under his eyes were a deep purple, his skin paled, and there was no spark in his eyes anymore.
“What’s wrong?” I grabbed the side of his face and turned it towards me, but he directed his eyes somewhere else. I sighed, but kept staring into those green beautiful eyes of his. I got that woozy feeling and green spot, but I was so use to it, it didn’t affect me as much as it used to.
“Don’t do that,” Casey snapped and stood up. He started to walk away. I bounced up and ran to him, but he held out his hand for me to stop. “Don’t you know what happens? Why you get all dizzy?”
“You know about that? I thought it was just because I was looking at your eyes.”
“Kind of,” Casey ran his hand through his hair, “I am killing you.”
“What do you mean,” I took a step forward. The green spots started to form over my eyes again, it sent me shiver up and down my back, gave me pleasure, it felt right.
“I am an angel and you are part demon,” Casey turned around. “It is my instinct to kill you; I have this deep need inside me. It’s like if I don’t do it, it will eat me up, but I don’t like hurting you.”
“What are you talking about?”
“When you see those green dots, it means my angelic powers are slowly eating away your demon.” He lowered his head, “Your life source is coming from that demon.”
I shook my head a small smile playing on my lips, “But you haven’t killed me, it actually feels good. It you wanted to kill me you had plenty of chances to. I trust you,” I walked over and laid my hand on his shoulder.
“But I don’t trust myself,” Casey dropped his head on mine and breathed in my smell. He wrapped his arms around me, I could feel tears wetting the top of my head. “You are the best thing that has happened to me, I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t want to kill you.”
“You won’t,” I wrapped one of my arms around his waist and directed him to start walking. Tears brimmed the bottom of my eyes, but I wiped them away. I need to be strong right now for us.


Chapter Ten

I woke up in a nice hotel to the sound of banging pots. The bed was soft under my skin, it was a silky texture, but kept me warm all night long. Or maybe that was Casey; I looked over to where he should be.
What he said rung through my mind, but I didn’t want to stay away from him. I loved him. I don’t know how that happened or when, but I knew. I could feel it inside me wanting to tell the world that I found someone, I love someone.
I ran to the kitchen and jumped onto Casey’s back. “Morning,” I laughed. Casey held the bottom of my legs to keep me up.
“Someone is in a happy mood,” Casey turned his head to look at me. The shine was in his eyes again and there were hard bags under his eyes, he was starting to look like the old Casey.
“I got to sleep in a comfortable hotel, without mice. How can I not be happy?”
“I know what you mean,” Casey’s eyes turned dark for a moment, it was like he wasn’t here right now, but soon he came back and smiled.
All day we watched TV or talked, we were walking everywhere for a day, it was good to relax a bit. I got up to get some more popcorn. The Walking Dead was on the TV and we were at the part where a zombie ate someone. Well actually that is in every episode.
As I was making popcorn I could hear murmurs outside our door. They were quiet, but I still heard them. I left the bowl on the table and walked toward the door. They grew completely quiet, but I could feel them there. “Casey move,” I screamed as the door busted open. I ran for the kitchen and found the best thing I could.
Three guys ran into the room and two girls, they all had their eyes focused on me. I held up the knifes in my hand, I was every skilled at aim. “Why are you here?” I looked over each and every one. They all had a beautiful unique color.
“We came for you,” a girl stepped forward. She had beautiful blonde hair that was put up in a tight bun, grey eyes that made you feel like you are in the middle of a storm. She held herself like the respectable women, but still had that way of saying that she was in charge. “We were wondering how to get the most powerful demon ever then we walked into Casey.”
“What are you talking about?” I looked over to Casey. His head hung in shame. My heart stopped for a couple of seconds I didn’t believe them, but I did believe Casey and hid face was nothing but guilt written on it. “Why?” I asked more to Casey than anyone else.
“You have the blood that could kill instantly,” she said. “You know what we could do with that? Bombs, pills, injections. Casey was just a way for us to get close to you,” she walked over to Casey and pinched his cheeks, “and he did such a good job.”
I threw a knife at her, but she caught it. I was upset, heartbroken, I just kept throwing the knifes not actually trying. I threw all my weapons, but I didn’t care at that point. I dropped to the floor and let the men to warp their hands around my arms.
They pulled me up and walked me outside. No one was anywhere, I wasn’t even sure there was anyone in the building at that moment. “You all could go fuck yourselves.”
“Only on Thursdays,” the guy to my right smiled at me. It wasn’t friendly, it torn away my clothes and left my shaking and cold. (Not literally)
They pushed me onto the parking lot, two guards stood on either side of me. “You can take them,” a voice whispered into my mind. It wasn’t mine, I couldn’t place the voice with a face, but it did give me courage.
I sprang at the guard to my left, snapping his neck. Then circled the other one, “You have balls for doing that.”
“I was born to kill,” I shrugged before kicked out his leg and grabbing his neck. I could feel Zila begging to get out, but this was my fight. “You shouldn’t have messed with me,” I kicked in the gut and threw him against a tree.
I turned to the three left. They all were the golden color that I’ve seen on Casey only a week ago. They were beautiful creatures, but I knew their strength. I jumped out of the way before the second girl could strike.
“There is no pointing in fighting them,” Casey mumbled. He looked up at me; his eyes were golden as well. He slowly walked to me, but I stepped back.
“If I don’t fight for myself then who would?” Casey sprang at me and quickly knocking me over. We rolled through the dirt and I ended on top of him. I raised my fist over my head, but it was limp; I couldn’t hit him.
“Do it,” he spat at me. His eyes grew brighter they were almost blinding and his wings started to form on his back. I shook my head and quickly got off of him. He quickly stood up and looked down at me. “How could you think that I could love you, you worthless piece of-“
Neal punched Casey in the face and turned to me. “Are you Ok?” I nodded my head as he pulled me up. His hair was blacker than it was inside me and he was taller as well. I wasn’t expecting him; I stood there reaching up to him.
“Thank you,” I fell into him. I could feel my legs give out on me and my head couldn’t grasp onto thought. Everything seemed to be running around in my mind trying to sort out why I can’t feel my fingers.
Neal picked me up. I looked at Casey; he was standing in the middle of the parking lot, hardly any golden in his eyes and tears running down his cheeks. The words were on my lips, but Neal ran through the woods before I could say them out loud.
He ran fast, dodging trees, jumping over bushes and doing all of this while carrying me. It wasn’t till the sun came back up that he set me down. He grabbed a stick and sliced open his palm, “Drink up.”
I thankfully accepted and took sips from the blood rushing down his arm. It was bitter, but I could feel again, think; all I need was some blood. “Where are we going?”
“To a demon city, it where we can protect you,” his wounds closed up like mine, only evidence left was his blood. He picked up my hand and kissed my palm, “Sorry I have never completely introduced myself. I am Neal, the future king of Julia, the city that will protect you also your second soul mate.”
(If You like this book, I have book TWO! out now. The shadows Within, the blurb: Alex is now in the city of Julia where she will be taught to use both her and Zila in unison. Alex wants to try to forget about Casey, but she knows inside it will never happen. But just because she is still in love with Casey doesn't mean her and Neal can't have a love blooming between them. Alex learns more about her parents death and the blood running through her veins. In the end, who should she trust? Casey her stole her heart and broke it in pieces or Neal the caring friend who wants more?)