14 December 2012
Chapter one, part one
I was tired and cold, ready to sleep it off the awful night that I had just been through. Pawz was the same. I couldn't wait until I fell asleep, but before that could happen I had to replay this evening over, and over again. It wasn't that it was a bad night... But it was a ridiculously insane one.
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It was Saturday afternoon, I was at the park up in a tree. I was sitting on a cool, perfectly shaped branch sitting close to my other, Pawz. She was sleeping in my lap, keeping me warm while I wrote in my journal. Pencil gliding effortlessly against the page. It was cool and the leaves were tinted pastel reds and oranges. I don't think I would have ever wanted to leave if I hadn't of spotted them. I closed my eyes hoping I was just seeing things. I knew who they were, those boys had bullied me since I was in preschool. They had not just made me feel like a pile of nothingness they had beaten me, through me in locked closets, strapped me to an old tree for two and a half days in the middle of nowhere. All because I was cursed. They all had large rocks in there hand, and devil-like grins on thee faces. My ears laid flat against my head and my sharp claws clutched the branch leaving marks as I climbed higher up the tree. Pawz repeatedly Asking what was wrong, and what happened. That seized after she looked down. " Run Naomi go, hurry!!!" They had hurt Pawz too, they even separated us for months at a time, of course if they took the time to pick up a book they would know that, that is the number one thing you shouldn't do to a cursed's other. Well, now that I think of it, that was probably their intention. They started to throw their rocks, I wasn't far enough up the tree and they hit me, they broke my leg which made me fall. When I hit the ground I blacked out. I woke up in the middle of someone's house. " Sam she's awake." I heard a voice say, " here take Frankie upstairs there is a bottle in the fridge in case she gets hungry heat it up for 15 seconds okay, 15 you understand?" I was still to tired to open my eyes, " yes Sam, okay." I heard footsteps going up some stairs and then silence. I was scared, what was he going to do? I didn't recognize us voice so he couldn't be one of them. I tried to scream but nothing came out, I finally gathered the strength to open my eyes. " hey it's okay don't strain yourself I won't hurt you." I still couldn't recognize the voice. I tried to ask where I was and who he was and a million other questions, but all there was, was my mouth moving a mile a minute. "Shush, it's okay calm down. I'm Sam. I'm 15 years old and I helped you get away from those boys." He smiled and started softly cleaning my blood, and dirt caked face with a warm washcloth. His hands were gentle, and he gave off a sense of safety. I would have calmed down, but a thought hit me, it hit me so hard that I could barely breath. " clam down what's wrong, I'm just cleaning your face its okay I swear!" I took a deap breath and concentrated on making my moans and groans slur into words, " w...wh...where is P...Pawz, please t...tell me she's okay." He looked at me like I was crazy, " who is Pawz?" He asked puzzled, tears poured down my face like a never ending river, no no no no no, I was dreaming. Pawz and me are asleep warm in bed, I need to wake up I screamed and kicked, even though my leg was broken and the pain was endless he tried to hold me down, tell me that it was alright but I as too scared, too out of it. " please, please be quiet, I could get into trouble, just calm down please." I stopped for a moment like I was somehow forced to I staired at him Straight in the eye waiting for the oh so important question the would keep me from dying. " what's your name? Who is Pawz?" I took a deep breath. " I'm Naomi Dreams, Pawz is my other. If I'm away from her for to long I will die. I NEED to find her." He nodded patiently, " okay Naomi, I understand now. My sister Frankie is cursed, she has an other too. Do you remember anything from before you got here?" I looked up and down my bruised, scraped, bloody body. I was in a towel, so that meant that either he was cleaning my clothes or... I was naked when he found me, fabulous. " No fool, hence the reason you found me in the first place, I blacked out after I fell from the tree. Pawz was with me then, and I didn't land on her... She must have landed no more than a few feet away from me." Tears started pouring out of my eyes again, even more so than before. " okay well now we can start piecing the story together again. I found you in an old hunting shack by the stream where the back trails lead to the park, I was going there with my sisters. I heard some boys laughing and well, you screaming. That's when I gave Frankie to Joey and ran into the shed. You were chained up naked, they were throwing rocks at you. They hit you in the head just before I chased them out. I thought you were dead until I checked your pulse. I was bright red, my whole face. He smiled " don't worry, I have three sisters and a single mom I would have never done that to you especially with my to youngest sisters outside." I was still as red as a bowl of cherries, " how did I get here then?" I asked cautiously. " I carried you, Joey carried Frankie and we just walked back home. And no, I did not stare at you, I was busy making sure you were breathing." He smiled again, a real, truthful smile. I sighed in relief. " I know there are bigger matters at hand, but do you mentioned you had three sisters... Does that mean one of them is older?" I blushed slightly, he nodded and walked up stairs gesturing me to stay quiet. He came back about five minutes later with a pair of jeans and a tee shirt. I took them politely and smiled " you can go know I don't like getting dressed with people watching!" He chuckled and scurried out the door " have fun!!!" He said as he did. I dressed myself in the cloths annoyed that I didn't have any under garments. I tied a rope around my wast to keep the pants from falling, then used my sharp nails to rip the pants so I could move easily, I also adjusted the shirt so it wouldn't fall off my microscopic figure. After that I walked up stairs.
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