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

out help; even let you put a bullet through their head when the time comes. Don’t you want that?” she closed her palm and the light vanished. She took another step and held out her hand, “Will you come help me?”
I took a step towards her, and another, but a voice echoed through me. It broke me out of the spell I was wrapped in. “Alex, stop moving,” Casey walked out of the bushes. “She is a siren; she can pursue you to jump off a cliff with just her voice.”
“Casey, so nice to see you again,” she flipped her hair behind her shoulder. “Are you coming to rescue your assignment?”
“Been long Danielle, and no. I knew she could save herself without my help,” he looked at me and smiled. His eyes told me not to move or speak, but I couldn’t just stand there. I looked at the Danielle; she was looking me up and down. Her eyebrow was raised and a smirk crossed her face. Her expression told me to snap the guy’s neck.
“How do you to know each other?” I hit the guy in the back of the head and let him drop to the ground. I stepped over him.
“Long story,” Danielle waved me off and turned her attention to Casey again. “I was going to bring her to the compound and do some…. Eh examines on her. I don’t think she would mind now?” She smiled sweetly.
Casey pushed me behind with his arm and stood protectively in front of me. “She isn’t going anywhere with you.” Light glowed from his body to bright that anyone in a thirty foot radius could have seen him. He threw a dagger into her gut before grabbing my hand and sprinting away.
He opened the door for me and started the car. “Where are we going?”
“Away from here,” he pushed on the gas petal and zoomed away. His face was like stone and business; it honestly scared me. “We have to find you a safe house.”
“What about you?”
He turned to look at me and gave me a reassuring smile, “I will be there too.”
“Can my family come?”
“No,” he turned back to the road with the business expression again. “We need to stay low key, five people will draw to much attention.”
“Can’t I at least say goodbye?”
“Too risky.”
I huffed and turned to the window. I watched as the town I grew to love pasted by me. Not even a week here and I am already leaving, but this time without my family. And a completely stranger, “How do I know I can trust you?” I turned fully to him.
His eyes flicked over to me and back to the road, “Because.”
“Because why?”
I watched as his mind worked. He bite his lip and his eyes moved everywhere but my face, “Because I am not just an angel. I am one of your family’s guardian angels.” I worked everything in my mind; my mouth opened and closed trying to find something to say.
“Where were you when my parents died?” I whispered. I didn’t doubt what he said; I knew in my heart he was telling me the truth.
“I was watching you at the time,” he tried grabbing my hand, but I shook him off.
“You were watching me! As I parents died? You could have seen who done this or stopped them!” I shoved on his shoulder. “Let me out! I want to be out!” I grabbed the handle of the door, but green dots blocked my vision. I got really dizzy.
“I am sorry Alex,” Casey whispered. I wanted to ask him what did he do, but my head rolled back. I saw nothing, felt nothing, and heard nothing. I was in nothing, but white. I screamed and stomped but nothing happened.
“Casey you asshole!” I screamed on the top of my lungs. I sat down in the smoke and wrapped my arms around my legs. “You son of a bitch,” I cried into my legs and fell asleep.



Chapter Eight

I woke up in a squeaky bed that smelled like mold. I looked around, but everything was fuzzy and I couldn’t understand what I was seeing. Memories of last night slowly pulsed in my mind, growing bigger and clearer until I remember leaving home. “How are you feeling?”
“Casey?” I blinked away the grogginess, “I feel like shit all thanks to you.” In the back of my mind I knew I should be mad at Casey, but I looked into his liquid emerald eyes and my heart melted. I couldn’t be mad at him.
The room we were in looked like crap. The walls were peeling yellow; the ceiling looked like it could collapse on us any time and the floor were stained with… I don’t even want to think about that. I shuffled out of bed and walked into the bathroom.
Surprisingly it looked pretty nice. I took a quick shower and replaced my clothing. When I looked into the mirror it looked like a drowning cat, my eye liner was smudged under my eyes giving me raccoon eyes and I really hoped I didn’t smell bad. There wasn’t any soap so I just scrubbed myself with my hand trying to get the dirt off. Casey walked in and wrapped his arms around me.
It felt weird. It still felt the spark and arouse, but I never been in relationship. I was asked, trust me, but no one held my attention long enough to say yes.
Casey kissed my shoulder and stared me in the eye through the mirror, “Are you mad at me?” His hands trailed down my sides and onto my hips; he lightly tugged me back and I fell into his chest. I placed my hand on his cheek and looked up to him.
I turned in his arms and pushed him back into the wall. “You’re doing something to be, that causes every logic in my mind to melt,” I let my head fall back and Casey slowly sucked on my sensitive skin. I could feel myself going into shock, but I clung to Casey. I wrapped my arms around his neck and played with his hair.
I pushed Casey’s chin up and to me. I need to feel the fire that reached parts of me that are sensitive and private. I needed to know that in his arms I will be happy. Casey reached down and picked me up in a bridal style. I laughed and kicked my legs. He dropped me onto the bed and crawled onto me.
I instantly started to pull him down on top of me, but I stopped myself. Casey could see my hesitation and laid down next to me. He pulled me into his chest and wrapped his arms around me. I didn’t need to say a thing. “What now?”
“We are on the run, so we run to anywhere we want to go and eventually we could stop,” he rested his forehead onto mine.
I caught the scent of mint, which was now my new favorite smell. I pushed the hair out of his eyes and played with his hair. It was like silk, too soft not to notice.
“Who are we running from?”
“Everyone who wants your blood,” he kissed my fingertips and closed his eyes. Everyone who wants my blood? It was a scary thought that liked to echo in my mind. I watched the smiled that played on his lips before he fell asleep. It made me smile too, but also told me that I don’t know this person. Not completely though.
I don’t know his favorite color, I don’t know if I could trust him. I looked at his peaceful face that shows no worries. I played with the ends of his hair and knew that it was smart getting in the car. I couldn’t be any safer without him. I tried pulling away, but I was pulled even closer to him.
I wanted to cuddle into him, but my stomach growled. I lightly kissed his temple and pried his off of me.
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I pulled into the motel with a bag full of burgers and fries next to me from McDonalds and two large drinks. I locked the car door and walked into the room. I barely got to set down the food before Casey was pulling me into a kiss. It felt rushed like we haven’t seen each other in years. It knocked the breath out of me, but I soon melted and relaxed.
Casey pulled away enough to look at me; his breathing was quick and harsh. It made me want another taste of him, but I pulled back and saw his face distraught. I held his face in between my hands and rubbed little circle on the corner of his lips, “What is wrong?”
He lightly kissed me, “You left. I don’t want to sound dramatic or a wuss, but it scared me. I woke up to an empty bed, the door unlocked, and the car missing.”
“Sorry,” I grabbed the food from the table and held it up, “I got hungry.” I grabbed his hand and pulled him onto the bed. Nothing gross, just so we can sit and eat somewhere. “Where are we going next?”
“A better hotel,” he shrugged and took a bite of his cheeseburger. “I haven’t really thought of were to keep you safe. Maybe we could leave the country, get new names, jobs, and a house together.” Casey looked at me with a spark in his eye that I loved so much.
I touched his chin lightly and brought his lips to mine with three fingers. I could feel stubble against my cheek, it was rough, but made me want to laugh. Almost like Casey. “I would go to the South Pole and cuddle with penguins to be with you.” I lightly kissed him and drew back again.
Casey shifted in his spot. I looked at him and smirked. Casey kept moving around and twitching his thumbs. He looked up at me and smacked the cheese burger out of my hand. “What was-“ I got cut off by soft perfect lips touching mine. It was urgent and peaceful, everything I needed to get through the world. I pulled him down onto top of me and ripped his shirt open.
Little tuffs of hairs were on his chest, he had the abs of a model, and everything was smooth and tan. I literally had an angel boyfriend. I played with his chest and let my hand travel down past his waist band. “Alex,” Casey moaned. He pulled his pants off, but stopped midway when someone knocked on the door.
I pulled my hand out of his jeans and shimmied out of Casey’s embrace. A little woman was at the door, she had strawberry blonde hair that was cut short and curled at the ends. She was a plump lady wearing floral print dress and five inch heels. “Yes?”
“Do you have any sugar?” she held up a bowl to my eyes and smiled.