Whatever Remains by T. Richardosn (beautiful books to read .TXT) 📕

under the counter but I still could hear the faint voices of Shane calling out for me.
“Orphelia, my love!”
Glytherin flinched at this. “Isn’t that supposed to be your step-brother?” he asked trying to look over the counter-top, but I pulled him back down by his sleeve. I felt his breath on my face when he went back down. It smelled clear and uneasily cold.
“Yes, that is my step-brother; he is very weird and has a crush on me.” Glytherin nodded acting like he knew the feeling, but he hadn’t had any sisters so it wouldn’t make any sense. “Listen,” I said. “I have no where to live, no money, no nothing.” I explained. “I can’t live like that.”
He steadied me. He seemed extremely impatient. Why did I have to go so badly?
“That’s fine,” he said. “You can live at my house until I ask someone to get something for you---please just do this!”
“Why don’t you just take me now?” I asked
“I’m not going to take you against your will.”
I nodded. “I’ll go.” I said. “But I don’t exactly feel comfortable. Did you know I was going to be here? Were you spying on me, Glytherin, cause then I’ll have the obligation not to speak to you anymore.” He shook his head.
“No,” he said. “I had no idea that you were here, but I was going to tell you anyway. The way things are happening is going exceptionally fast, before anything else happens; I think you should go where you belong. Don’t you understand? No one can know what you are.”
“No one does and no one will!” I whispered loudly. He smiled---no like he felt bad for me. I felt extremely bad for him if he hadn’t stopped that.
“You glow

,” he said.
“Why do people keep saying that to me?” I asked. “I don’t glow!”
Glytherin’s eyes narrowed. “Aren’t you unusually angry?” he asked. “You always have something to yell about, that may be a reason you glow, and you can have strong emotions-that’s not the point! Choose now or forever hold your piece.”
“You’re not my reverend,” I side commented. “I’ll go, I said that already.” He nodded.
“Well isn’t that perfect?”
“Your attitude is very discomforting.”
“It took you a while.”
I kept thinking though. Was he sure no one would miss me? I felt very alone if no one did anyway. Maybe this would be good, maybe I’d know other people there, perhaps I could go to school there if there was one. It was a lot prettier there anyway. It was in another dimension. There was no litter, no police, but soldiers. There was no army, but a clad of warriors. I think I could learn to like it.
Glytherin hooked onto my arm now. He looked at his watch that showed the other dimension time, six pm. I looked around as the spotlights of the restaurant went around still regardless of what people threatened. I heard a couple more voices of my step-mother.
“Orphelia, if you are hiding from me, I’m going to ground you again you little brat!” Glytherin pressed the button now, and we were immediately sent off into endless space that would go on and on unless we were stopped. Would I miss it? An unfamiliar strong wind took over and went through my hair as all I saw was darkness and stars. I still felt Glytherin beside me but couldn’t find him without night vision. I saw the watch shining and the shadow of Glytherin’s hands reaching for the button.

Marriage Complications

My feet steadily touched the bright green grass and stepped on a beer bottle. I was wearing high heels and the piece of broken bottle was stuck to it. I reached for my foot and took it off. I looked in front of me where Glytherin’s house was. He frowned. The house seemed to be taken over by many people and a party seemed to be hosted by a couple of his idiot friends. Bottles were being thrown of the roof by celebrating warriors. What were they celebrating? Nothing perhaps, they were all idiots and very immature.
I saw the sensible Lydiard on the roof whooping and throwing his shirt above his head and swinging it around dancing. My mouth opened but I pulled it up without anyone noticing.
Glytherin grabbed me forward and tried opening the door. It was locked. Who’d lock his front door if they didn’t even live here? Did he go through this all the time? This was ridiculous. Where I lived, I’d never heard of anyone’s friends coming over to their house when they were way out of town and start a party. It was bizarre.
Glytherin grabbed the key out of his pocket and focused on the lock. He swung open the door while over a hundred people were dancing crazily in all these costumes. A costume party? Some of them were even wearing fake wings. That was kind of like people dressing up as cave men on Halloween.
I looked at Glytherin who didn’t have an angry expression on his face but looked serious. He led me to the stereo. He didn’t lead me but I followed him. He shouted something to me but I couldn’t hear him over the loud music and the yelling people. “What!?” I yelled. He put his hands over his ears and told me to do it.
I carefully put my hands over my ears trying not to knock my earrings off. All of a sudden, Glytherin pulled the plug to the stereo and he covered his ears as an earsplitting noise came out of it and it broke. Everyone else covered their ears and fell to the ground.
Even though they were covering, the noise was probably bouncing off of their brains because I could still hear the noise loud and clear. Glytherin uncovered now and so did I. “You said he wasn’t coming back in a month!” someone yelled. “Glytherin what are you doing here? Everyone said you’d only be back for your wedding.”
“There are wedding rehearsals,” he said heading in a different direction. I followed him. He yelled up the stairs. “Everyone down! Party’s over!” I heard a bunch of boos come from that direction.
“What are you all doing here anyway?” he asked. Before anyone could answer, three or four puffballs rolled out an open window. I looked that direction with loads of confusion. “Everyone out,” Glytherin said very calmly. “Though, next time I see another party in my house not hosted by me, you guys won’t be let off the hook. I shall hit all of you with a whip before you leave next time.” Every one looked at him in fear and I gave him a sideways glance. He spotted me.
“I’m just joking!” he yelled. “But I will find the host put on trial!” Everyone began coming out of his house each carrying a souvenir. Glytherin’s eyes narrowed his two eyes on everything they carried. “No,” he said. “Don’t leave yet!” Everyone stood in a single filed line.
Glytherin’s house was huge. People were probably all stealing different things every visit. He went up to the line of people exiting the door. He stared at the things they had in their hands and glared at them uneasily. I waited for him to take back the stuff.
“You can have that,” he said to the first guy. “No, yes, no way, nope, what the hell are you thinking?” he went down the line. “That’s personal you idiot!” He grabbed the book away from him and practically growled at the guy. Some people left with something of Glytherin’s things and others with nothing at all.
Glytherin ran upstairs and I heard a door slam shut. I went up to the roof top where I saw everyone was leaving. Some people are just very stupid. I headed downstairs again and the whole entire house was empty. I knocked on Glytherin’s door knowing immediately that it was locked.
Did Glytherin have a girlish diary that was too personal for him to show to anyone? That would be greatly embarrassing. “Orphelia, come in.” he said. The door wasn’t locked? That was hard to see when he ran up the stairs yelling at that last guy.
I opened the door. I looked around the room that was nearly full of different suitcases and the room was emptied of everything else. I smiled. “What’s going on in here?” I asked. Glytherin looked around for himself. He was sitting on his bed putting all of his stuff in his drawers. “Well,” he said. “I’m going to be leaving soon.” I looked at him crossly. I tilted my head.
“Why would you be leaving?” I asked. He looked and put some more things away.
“You know I can’t be here, with you, in the same house. Do you know how bad that looks?” I thought about that now. I nodded. It would look as if he were cheating on his fiancé. “And plus,” he said. “I’m getting married soon; I’ll be on my honey moon.” I nodded.
“So when are you leaving?” I asked.
He looked around again. “Right now,” he said. “I’m going to be living at the castle for a few days practicing the wedding, making plans. Don’t worry; you’ll be invited for sure.”
“You’re going to leave me here?” I asked. Glytherin narrowed his eyes at me now.
“Yes,” he said. “I wouldn’t have invited you here if I hadn’t been leaving, and anyway, I’ll come back, check up on you,” he stood up from the bed now. His door swung open. The man looked behind him and watched the puffballs roll by.
“Glytherin what happened-” He cut off looking at me. “Hello, Orphelia,” he said. It was Rigor again, the guy with the perfect