Here is another exerpt from a book that I am currently working on.
I walked around town, I don't know how many times. After god knows how long of wandering around in the dark I found myself back at the park. I wasn't sure why I always showed up here when I was troubled but it always seemed to calm me down. Right now that was all I needed. I sat down on one of the many available benches and waited, for what I wasn't sure. The only light was coming from the few lamps posted on the jogging path. I sighed and stared at my feet. I really had no idea what I had gone up against in this whole situation. Now I had seen it full force and what these people were doing to get my attention, or kill me. Either way this whole thing would not end up well.
"Hey." A firmiliar voice said as a man sat down by me.
I looked at my companion and it seemed as though I wasn't the only person feeling down at the moment.
"Hey." I replied.
"So what's eating you?" He asked.
"My apartment blew up. Me almost with it. Apparently if those guys can't have me then no one can. Not that I am wanting to run off and join any of them at the moment." I grumbled. "Now I have no where to live, no clothes and all my things are gone. How about you?"
"I guess you could say that I saw the light. Not just saw it but it hit me like a two by four to the back of the head." He replied.
I winced. I had expected this to happen, though I hadn't known when or how it would happen. He would have never lasted there. Unlike the others that he worked with he was a good person and really cared about people. I guess now he saw that. I touched his hand and he curled his hand around mine. My problem was not forgotten.
"Wanna tell me?" I asked in a non-comitting way.
"It sort of starts with my family. My dad is a demon, my mother is a witch, a dark witch at that. I have two older brothers that are both full demons as well, we are only half-brothers and they were the worst people that I knew. I ran away when I was thirteen to get away from those people. I couldn't take it anymore. I was going to be the one person in my family, not to change the world or anything but to do soemthing that wasn't horribly dispicable. They literally make money from other people's pain and suffering. Hell, half the time they cause it and then profit off of it. But where do I go once I get out?" He squeezed his forehead as if it hurt. "I go to someone that is just as bad. I go right to the people that would probably be working for my family if they payed them. After running away I just go right back to where I started."
He shook his head and sighed. I felt for him. That was really rough, but at the same time he really didn't know anything different. He was sure trying to do something good but his personality and the way he was raised hindered it. There was something else though that I could see, perhaps that no one else could. I could sence it. He was really good, good but not the type to be taken advantage of for his kindness. I could tell it was there.
"What's going to happen then?" I asked.
"Well, basically I'm gonna quite." He said bluntly.
"Wait, I thought that you said that they weren't the type of people that let you quite." I reminded him, now becomeing a little worried.
"Yeah, and the guys that you are currently up against aren't the tyoe of people that you say no to. As you found out. So I figured that if you could say no to them then mabey I can grow some balls and quite this whole thing." He told me with humor in his voice.
I dropped my gaze, now I felt as though it was me who was getting him into deeper trouble. He grabbed my chin between his thumb and forefinger. He pulled my face up so he could look me in the eyes. I blushed as he smiled at me, his molten amythist eyes sucked me in and held me.
"It's alright, you taught me to be brave again. I'm really thankfull for that. No matter what happens I want you to know that I am really glad that I met you." He whispered.
"Please don't talk like that." I pleaded, as I tried to look away yet again.
I didn't want anyone else to die. Not for me, not because of me. I would make sure that he wouldn't die. Somehow, ever though I had no control over my powers and wasn't sure how to go about it, I would protect him. I would protect all of my friends from whatever I could. This I swore as I leaned my head against my companions shoulder.
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