So yeah. Prequel time! I'm having a metric shitton of trouble with writing the story right now, so I figured I'd start another little side project. I was planning on doing this eventually anyway, so whatever.
Hope you enjoy it!
Chapter 1: Leo
SLAM! I closed the door behind me as I walked into the hovel I was forced call home. I sighed, and took of my coat, hanging it on the door. Glancing at the clock, I saw that it was 10:30. I slowly walked over to my bedroom and collapsed onto the mattress. God I was tired. I heard the door open behind me.
"I see you're home." I rolled upwards so that I could see the person speaking to me. Zoey stood there in my doorway. We lived in this apartment together, splitting the rent between both of us. Her orange hair was all messed up, so she must have had a long day as well. She was already dressed in her pajamas, and was most likely in bed when I got here. Her job let out a little bit earlier than mine, so she usually gets home first.
"Mhm. And?" She put her hands on her hips.
"Could you try not to be so loud when you come inside? You wake me up almost every night…"
"Cause I TRY to make as much noise as I can when I come in, right?" She rolled her eyes.
"You know what, I'm too tired to deal with this right now. Good night Leo."
"Gnight." I put my head on the pillow and stared up at the celling. I heard her leave as she left the door open. I groaned, and went to shut it. She knows that I like my door closed when I sleep, so she leaves it open on purpose. We were friends, like REALLY good friends. Pretty much on the brother and sister level. Because of this, we often get on each other's nerves. Even more so when we're tired. We've known each other a long time, basically our entire life. Our parents were childhood friends, and had stayed friends their whole lives. They enjoyed going out together often, and one day they were heading home from a karaoke night at a local bar. From what I heard, the car was rammed head on by a drunk truck driver. The entire car was crushed, killing all the passengers instantly. I asked to see my Mom and Dad before their burial, but they said the bodies were mangled beyond recognition. I remember crying a lot. Zoey did too. We tried to comfort each other, but our attempts always ended in us bawling over out lost loved ones. Even worse, we were no older than 8 or 9. After the funeral, Zoey went to live with her Aunt, and I wound up in an orphanage. Zoey, being the kind person she is, begged her Aunt to let me live with them. Reluctantly, her Aunt accepted, not liking her or myself too much. The next 9 years were spent in anger and frustration. While our living conditions were fair, living with her Aunt was like living in hell. She was extremely condescending, rude, and pushy as well. After one too many fights, Zoey got fed up with all of it, and asked me to move out with her. I, to be honest, had no objections. I hated that son of a bitch. After finally getting out, we managed to get a hold of a cruddy apartment for fairly low rent. This is where I currently am right now. Oh god, what am I doing with my life… I rolled over, smushing my face downwards into the pillow. I closed my eyes, and drifted off to sleep.
"LEO!" I was startled by a loud voice.
"Whoaoao-" I started rolling off my bed.
THUNK! I rubbed my head as I looked up, annoyed, at a smirking Zoey.
"And what exactly was that for?" She nodded her head at the clock. I moved my eyes over to it, and saw what time it was. 7:25. "SHIT." I jumped up, almost knocking her over.
"Hey!" I grabbed my undershirt and threw it on. I slipped on my camouflage shirt, and put on my pants as I hopped down the hall. I took my backpack and nearly flew down the stairs. Jumping in my car, I drove as fast as I could to school.
"Please don't let me be late…" I arrived at 7:30. Walking inside, I saw that there were still people in the halls. I sighed out of relief. I made it… I saw Zoey walk past me, smiling.
"Cutting it close, aren't you?" I just grinned.
"Aw, shut up." And with that, I went to class.
I know it's short, but the chapters of this story will be as long as I think that they should be. This isn't going to be a full book like the main story is, so I don't need the chapters to be that long.
Anyway, thanks for reading, and can you leave a review?
