Ok so In this chapter skulduggery isn't in it. BUT He shall be :3 I hope you like it :3 just give it a try? Please :D
My heart thumped in my chest, my eyes burning. The man looked down at me smirking, His golden hair brushed over his milky eyes. Words were being spoken but my ears, ringing, not understanding anything.
"get..get the.." My words slurred and my vision turning blurry. I felt someone picking me up, My dark hair being swept over my face as the wind curled aaround it.
Darkness overcame my eyes. Nothing at all was heared. My brain shutting down and not responding to what I told it to do.
My Eyes fluttered open to a unfamilier place. Bright, Gleaming as the sun hit the walls. My blue eyes like saphire gems. Something clicked in my brain and sent me sitting up straight in a bed.
A Boy was sitting next to my bed. His Dark blue hair, short and scruffy. It swept over one of his eyes. Now..Now I remember name was chris..His eye's changed colour to what he was feeling.
His face looked worried, Why the hell whould he be worried about me? My mind asking so many questions.
His eyes opened, they were a deep red.
"Oh, you're awake..Finally.." He sounded tired, his voice hard and a hint of laughter.
" Dude, I woke up ages ago, you were sleeping!" I raised an eyebrow at him and punched him in the arm.
"Hey, no fair. I can't hit you back because of your condition!" He flicked her hand and smirked. "I can still beat you though."
"Yeah,course you can. Anyway, Where am I?" I looked around the room, recognising some stuff.
"Oh nice..You forgot your own aunt's house!" The worry in his face had gone, replaced with a smirk and confidence.
"Chris..If you have forgot..I WAS WACKED IN THE HEAD WITH A PLANK OF WOOD?!" I facepalmed and moaned as my hand it the bruise forming on my nose.
"Haha..Serves you right for getting on the bad side of him.."
"Chris..Shut up?"
"No way, you had me worried si-" His eyes widend and they turned a deep green. " I mean..You had me worried about your aunty..she..kept bringing coffe trying to wake you up.."
"Ok big boy..What ever you say. Oh and by the way I win." I plucked a cookie out of the bowl next to him and jumped off the bed. I was still in my black shorts and a grey top saying 'I Mustache you a question' With a mustache on it.
"Love the top, totally brings out your mustache." He raised an eyebrow and smirked.
I slapped him on the arm. "Yeah, very funny. Is betty home?" Betty was my aunt..She looked after me after my parents died..well disapeared.
"Nope, she took off just before you woke up." He took the cookie off me and ate it.
"Hey, jerk." I frowned down at him. "You gonna stand up or what? Because im thirsty."
"get me a drink?"
"No"
"Please?"
"No, You want one go get one."
"Fine!" He stood up and his dark hair was still covering one of his eyes.
"Good boy." I walked out trying to keep the blush away. Why the hell am I blushing?! He's an idiot.. I ran down the stairs and saw chris sliding down the banister after me. His black jacket flowing with the wind. His gleaming smile as he slid down.
"I go the fun way, Not the boring way" He laughed as he jumped down. His baggy grey top, floppy and too big for him. His black jeans ripped and scruffy.
"Why haven't you got any shoes on?" I looked at his feet frowning.
"Because I dont like them, I thought you were thirsty? Go get me a drink" He said looking down on me.
"Nope. You go get it." I slapped his arm and started walking down to the kitchen. My feet padding against the wooden floor.
"Hey! Wait!" Chris grabbed my arm and stopped me walking.
"what?" I heared the door close. I glanced at chris, his eyes were a bright fiery red.
"MOOSHIE! WHERE ARE YOU!" I heared the woman call. Betty. She had a hard, cold voice.
"Oh crap..Back door! NOW!" Chris grabbed my hand and pulled me out the back door.
"What the hell chris? I'm used to her being like that? What's gotten into you?" I punched him in the arm.
Chris started punching me back. And 5 minutes later we were in a fight..
I sat down against the wall and looked sad.
Chris looked at me worried.
"Um..Moosh? You ok?" He walked over to me and looked at me.
"yeah..i'm..just feeling dizzy thats all.." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath..
"Uh..Do you want a drink?" He walked over to the summer house I had out back. He glanced back at me and saw me smirking.
"Yes, Yes I would like a drink."
"I hate you..You had me worried.." Before he realised what he said I raised an eyebrow.
"You were worried? Thought you hate me?"
"Shut up.." He looked down trying to cover his red cheeks.
"MOOSHIE! What do you think you're doing?!" Betty. She walked out the back door to see chris standing there. "You?! I thought I told you to leave!" She walked over to me and grabed my wrist to pull me up. "And you! Need to get away from him! He's not good for you!"
I saw Chris's jaw tighten.
"but-"
"No but's Get inside. Now. I need to see to Mr storm.."
"No." Betty glared at me. Her hair a horrible blonde, short and curled. She had bright red lipstick and way too much makeup. Her dress, flowery and a sickly cream.
"What did you say girl? You know what I can do."
"Leave her alone..for god sake Moosh. Go. I'll be fine" Chris looked at me, his eyes black and cold.
"fine..TO THE SUMMER HOUSE!" I ran before anyone could protest.
I heared Betty shouting at Chris and saw her try to hit him..
He ducked, but betty threw another punch. Hitting him straight in the face.
My eyes widend and I tried to open the door. It wouldn't budge.
I slapped the window and shouted for her to stop it.
She wouldn't stop..
Chris, trying to walk away was getting battered..
He curled his hands into fists..They caught fire.
New story im starting :D Yes. I know Nothing to do with skulduggery in this chapter. BUT Im working on it :D They shall be welcomed into it soon :D
I hoped you liked it :3 I named her mooshie because I like the name and its not normal :3 The next chapter will be about Chris and his eyes...So yeah.. R&R please :3 I work hard on writing..I know sometimes its crap..but yes :D Be honest :D