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

though. Golden swirls swam around in his green eyes, dancing, fading, and then shining bright. “You have a couple of minutes to get control over her.”
I did just that. I could feel Zila in the back of my mind, confused and frightened. I shook my head, “Casey?”
“We don’t have enough time for explanations,” he pulled out a long silver dagger. He plunged it into his hand and twisted.
“Casey! What are you doing?” I ran up to him and tried pulling the dagger out, but he grabbed hold of my hand.
“Drink up while you can,” he lifted his hand to my mouth. I looked back and forth between his hand and his eyes. I grabbed his hand and held it above my mouth. His blood dropped into my mouth and burned at first, but quickly turned into the best thing I have ever tasted. I willed his hand to bleed more so it can fall into my mouth. I almost licked his hand until Casey touched my cheek, pulling me out of my trance.
He pulled the dagger out of his hand and placed it back into his pocket. The silence around us was quiet again, but comfortable. “I guess I have some explaining to do,” he brushed his fingertips across my cheek and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.


Chapter Seven

I pulled my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms around my legs, “How did you know what I was?” I looked up to Casey who paced back and forth, in front of the park bench. He muttered under his breath and dragged his hand through his hair over and over. I put my hand on his shoulder, instantly calming him.
Casey sat down on the bench next to me and grabbed my hands. “I really like you Alex. Nothing that I say effects the way I feel about you and I hope it is the same with you.” He ran a hand up my arm and back down. Causing sparks to flow through me, heating my body. “Do you feel that?”
I nodded my head and inwardly sighed that I wasn’t the only one out of the two of us. “Everyone has a soul mate. Each person, animal, and super beings. It is a way to insure that every person is loved. Most people have one, but you have two.”
I looked down at our entwined fingers, “Are you my soul mate?”
“Yes I am one of your soul mates.” He smiled at me and played with the ends of my hair. “It was about hundred years ago. My farther abused me, I had no friends, but one. He was very smart for his age. Well one time he came over to help me with homework.” He turned his head away and I saw a tear fall onto his lap.
“You don’t have to tell me the story if you don’t want to.”
He turned his head to me again and gave me a faint smile that showed no happiness. “My dad was drinking again. He was very confused and when he saw my friend, he thought it was me. I was use to his beating, but he was not. My farther beat him to death. I didn’t eat or sleep. I had to bury my best friend in the back of the yard so my dad wasn’t to blame.”
“I walked around school and visited his mother every day. One day the cops came around and found the body. Right before my dad went to jail he made sure to get revenge on me. He tied me to the wall and made slits in my body. Little ones that ran deep until I was bled out.”
He wiped away more tears, “I went to heaven, where I was made into an angel because of my abuse. But there was a problem doing that. You wouldn’t have a soul mate and it was a super natural law that only humans could be soul mated with humans and super beings with super beings.”
“There was no way you could be an angel because you would have to die first and there was no way I was going to watch that. For seventeen years the council argued how to stay within the laws. Then one day someone suggested a demon. No one ever heard of a half demon and an angel soul mated, but it was still within the laws.”
“You were born and assigned a demon, but the problem was now that Zila wouldn’t have a soul mate. So they matched her up with a demon that could never be in a human’s body.”
I shifted slightly and watched the stars glow above me shimmer and fade. “Do you know about my blood?”
“Your blood can kill anything and anyone who is not part angel. You can kill your own kind, animals, trees, just not angels.”
“So when Taylor didn’t burn or get eat inside outside…”
“She is half angel, but she doesn’t know that,” he sighed and started to rub circles into my hand. They calmed me, but not Zila. She didn’t like being touch by any man other than her soul mate. “But why is my blood so…. destructive?”
I watched Casey as his hair fell into his face. The moon was out casting beautiful light to glow against his skin. He still had that faint glow enticing and sickening me. Or sickening Zila. “You have a soul mate of a demon and an angel. Together they can heal or destroy. If the situation was opposite, in this case you being half angel then you would have the blood that can heal.”
I stood up and started to pace back and forth, “This is a lot of information.” I wanted to pull my hair out and stuff it down someone’s mouth. “What does that mean for us?” I stuffed by hand into my pockets. The air dropped about twenty degrees and I was outside in shorts. Smoke curled from my breath, slowly lifting in the air, and disappearing.
Casey pulled me onto his lap; the warmth between Casey and I sparked and flared. I cuddled closer enjoying the heat from his body, my soul mates body. The thought crawled into my mind and left me speechless. My soul belonged to Casey, “It means that I can kiss you,” he kissed my temple; “wrap you in my arms and call you mine.”
He nuzzled my neck, kissed my behind the ear, and spoke calming words to me. “And Monday?”
“I will walk in the school with you by my side,” he stopped and looked into my eyes, “I mean if that is Ok with you?”
“Yeah,” I lightly kissed him and rested my head on his shoulder, “I would like that.”

Casey walked me home about twelve. I was lying in my bedroom, staring at the ceiling. I could hear movement down stairs, but nothing interesting. I was wide awake and pumped with the blood of Casey. It was sweet and made my body shake with energy. Zila was happily in my soul licking the blood off her fingers.
I never had a night where I wasn’t running around, hunting. I felt strange, I need to do something. I changed into some jeans and a sweater. I didn’t risk being caught, so I climbed out my window and hopped onto a tree by my window. That was the reason I picked the smallest room in the house, an easy escape route.
I walked down the street and watched cars go by. In the distance the party was breaking up. A car pulled beside me, “Hey, why did you take off so early?”
I walked up to Jenna, “I wasn’t feeling so well.” I shrugged.
“Well do you want me to take you anywhere?” I shook my head and watched her pull away from me. There wasn’t a car on the road after Jenna left and found it very refreshing. I stuffed my hands in my pockets and started down the streets again. Shadows lurked everywhere you step, casting beautiful creatures.
The park looked abandon since me and Casey been there before. I jogged across the street and sat at on a bench. The night sky glittered. I watched as I made little puff balls of smoke. It curled off my lips and into the air.
The bushes behind me shook and a man stepped out from them, “Casey, I didn’t realize you were here,” I turned around and waved him over. When he didn’t move I slowly walked over to him, “Are you Ok?”
He walked out of the bush, it wasn’t Casey. “Do you know who I am?’
“I am hoping a really friendly person, who rather gives me candy than rape me,” I let my hand drop onto my hips and shrugged.
“No I am SNI, Super Natural Investigator,” he held up a badge and a gun. His hand was steady, but I could see the sweat that trickled down his neck.
“So why are you talking to me?” I bent my knees a little and ready my hands in case he attacked. I could tell he was a human from the scent that rolled off of him, but there was something else. The air around his sizzled.
I wanted to attack, but I didn’t know if anyone else was around, “I am arresting you for interrogation.”
I ran up to him and grabbed him by the neck. I pushed him against a tree, squeezing his neck slowly. Zila pushed against me, desiring blood.
“Why are you arresting me?” He shook his head. I pressed his neck a little more, “Tell me or a snap your head off with my bare hands.”
“You are not going to kill him,” a woman walked out of the shadows. She wore black skinny jeans, black tank, and a black jacket. Her blonde curls bounced every time she took a step and I kind of got jealous.
I swung around and held the man in front of me, “Why not? It would be so easy, all most to easy.” I spat at her. I could feel the man’s sweat on my hands and I almost pushed him away. I could feel the women’s stare, powerful, fearless.
“You are not that kind of person. I have been watching you, I know everything about you. All I want to do is talk with you.” She took a step forward.
“You don’t know me; you don’t know the half of me.”
“I know your parents died a while ago, it hit you hard. I know you use to beg to the heavens to have them back and also the reason you don’t believe in God anymore. I know your fears, what makes you tick, what will make you happy,” a ball of light start to glow in her palm. And right in the center was my parents, they were young and laughing.
“You killed my parents?”
“No, but you could have them back. Come with me and figure out who killed them. I will let