So my awesome fans, sorry I haven't updated in forever. Just so busy. But I am trying now. Summer is here so expect many more updates and new stories. R&R, no flames. Contructive critism only. Enjoy :D
Lilly POV
The first encounter with him was in the library. I decided one day to volunteer there, shelving books and the sort. I thought that peace and quite would help clear my head of everything. All my problems. And I really had some problems. I could read. Read things right off the printed pages and into the world. The library sported all the books I could ever dream of. Ever heard the phrase: Water, water, every where but not enough to drink? Well in my world the library is: books, books, everywhere but never use your voice.
I was damned. I would never be able to read a single sentence off a page with out pulling it right off. So many future careers gone, out of my life for good just at birth. Singer, no. Actor, no. Comedian, no. The list goes on.
The really bad part of my curse was the Law of Consevation of Mass which states matter is niether created or destroyed, just changes from one state to another. This applys to me because when I read I am adding matter into the world there for something of equal value must dissapear into the the place where the new object was taken from. So if I read out a human then somewhere, a human already in this world must dissapear into the other.
This law though, only applys to matter. So if I read out beauty for myself (which I didn't) then I would change. It abides by the law because the second part clearly states that it changes from one form to another.
So, with all this crap in my life I decided to spend my summer volunteering at many places. Give back to the community for what I had unintensionally taken away. Who knew that the universe was into punishment instead of forgivness.
Now, back to the man. He was a handsome one who came daily to eat his lunch and read a book in a quite corner of the library. The same corner I shelved books. He always wore a suit. Always. Which made me think he worked at the bank a couple blocks from here. He was realitivly young, late 30's or early 40's. Not as young as I, 14 in one week but young for society.
Now, you may be wondering why someone like me would take notice of someone like him. Well, here is how the story goes.
I got to the library late. As always. I hurried and pinned my name tag on my top and dashed to my corner. As always, books awaiting me on metal carts. Lots and lots of books. I started my usual shelving while drifting away in my thoughts.
I thought about Mina. In a few days, she and her mom were picking me up and we were gonna go camping for one night out in the woods. Girls night out. I was really excited. I imagined hiking through the woods with everything I needed on my back and spending the night roasting marshmellows and staring up at the stary sky.
I got so lost in my thoughts that when trying really hard to reach the top shelf I dropped a book. I sighed and stooped down to pick it up at the same time a man did. He grabbed it before I did. As I stood up I was confronted by him. Tall, compared to me with black hair and a toned body. Handsome. His golden eyes seemed warm, just as warm as his smile.
"Trying to shelve this?' he asked in a fluid voice
"Yeah, I am." I said
He reached up and placed the book on the highest shelf.
"Thanks."
"No problem. They should really give you a stool or something." he paused and looked me up and down "Wait a minute, you're Lilly, Kim and Jerry's daughter. I havent seen you since you were about 5. How old are you now?"
I stood there stunned. They never mentioned him before. "14 next week. Excuse me but my parents never talked about you. How do you know them? Whats your name?"
"I used to live a block away from your house. I met your father in a neighborhood pot luck. Your dad and I hung out a lot. We did some work together and became friends. Sometime later I rented out my house and moved to the states but I came back a few months ago. The name's Jake, Jake Waters. Ask your parents."
I looked at him questioningly. "Alright." I said. "I will."
Later that night
"Hey dad."
"Yes sweetie." he said while chomping down on a chicken leg
"Do you know a man named Jake Waters? Said he used to live around here." I asked
"Jake? Yeah I do. He moved back here a couple months ago. Good friend. We are actually planning to go out sometime next week. We would've went out sooner but he needed some time to settle in. Why?"
"I talked to him at the library. Said he knew us. I was just checking."
As the days went by I constantly saw him in the library. Sometimes he would talk to me. Little things like where the fiction section was or stuff about my family.
Then Friday came. Camping day.
My shift was over. Finally! I had been waiting all day to go camping and it finally came. I got my gear out of my locker and sat outside on the bench waiting for Mina. An hour dragged by. No Mina. The sun started to set.
I called her.
"Mina, what's going on? I have been waiting over an hour."
"I'm sorry." she cried "Kevin got hit by a car. We might have to put him down. We can't go camping today."
"Mina, I'm sorry. Um so, who is picking me up?"
"Call your parents. We can't."
"Alright. Bye." I grudingly said
I called up my parents only to find out that they were out of town. They went to a resort.
"Dad!" I whimpered "This is so unfair!"
"Look honey, you have your sleeping stuff, clothes, all the lot. We'll call up Jake and you can spend the night there."
"I don't even know him! Why can't I stay home alone?"
"Because its dangerous. Don't worry honey, he's a nice man. He has two boys, 15 and 17. They live with thier mother in the states. He is a trusted friend. I'm sure you both can handle one night together."
I sighed. "Fine."
Thats when the nightmare truly began.
