I have been given permission by my friend who wrote this story to write in the Point of View of another Character, I hope you like it. I would also like to mention that the Pamela in this story is the same Pamela Dean and Sam know. But at the beginning they haven't met her yet. I hope that that makes sense to you.
Enjoy!
Digging up the past – Carmen's PoV
Chapter 1
I woke early that morning, sitting up on the sofa that was my bed I stretched slightly and walked into the kitchen.
"Morning Chuckles" Pamela said to me handing me a large mug of coffee. I smiled at her and took a large swig trying to wake myself up.
"Morning" I replied after I swallowed the hot liquid.
"Can you give me a hand today?" She asked kindly smiling at me.
I hated helping Pamela it always involved the supernatural and that always brought back old memories, memories I didn't want to be reminded of. Memories of my Father, you see my father was a hunter, he taught me how to find and fight all things supernatural but when I turned 13 he died. And ever since then I have never hunted or fought the supernatural no matter how much Pamela tried to encourage me too.
My father was away on a hunting trip when my mum was involved in a car crash, but little did I know until weeks later that my dad was also involved in that very car crash, Pamela told me that he had come home early from his hunting trip and he wanted to surprise me, so he planned to come pick me up from school with my mother but on the way they were involved in accident, and that's when I was sent to live with Pamela. I have been with her since.
"I can't today I have a school project I need to finish" I said lying through my teeth but trying to make it sound true.
"But it's a Saturday, have the day off" Pamela said.
"I can't its due Monday" I said lying again, I hated having to lie to her.
What I was really doing was going to the library to find a job out of town, and was planning to leave by Monday having a job waiting for me, you see I was turning 18 tomorrow so I would legally be an adult so Pamela wouldn't be able to keep me here if I wanted to leave, unfortunately I had told Jesse of my plans but had asked him not to tell Pamela until it was all sorted. He had stuck to his promise so far.
Luckily there was a knock on the door and that's what saved me from more questions from Pamela.
"I'll get it" I said heading to the door putting my coffee down as I went.
I opened the door to find Jesse standing there, I smiled up at him and he pulled me in for a hug. Jesse was Pamela's long term on off boyfriend, I had gotten to known him over the years I had lived with Pamela, and at the moment Pamela and him were at the point of on in their relationship.
"Morning Squirt" he said when he let me go to walk into the house.
"Well I'm heading off for a shower, see you guys in a few" I said as Pamela entered the room. I ran up the stairs grabbing my wash bag and some clean clothes on the way, I entered the bathroom closing and locking the door behind me, I began to run the water for the shower. I turned to the sink and washed my face and brushed my teeth before removing my pj's and stepping into the shower.
I allowed the water to run over me for awhile before I washed myself properly, I stepped out of the shower after awhile wrapping a towel tightly around myself and my hair, I dried myself quickly before pulling on some clean underwear, and then a pair of jeans, a plain tee shirt and a pair of trainers. I quickly towel dried my hair before pulling it up into a ponytail. I then put on my necklace my father had given me a week before he had died, this and the wedding photo of my mother and father were the only things I had left of my parents.
I ran down the stairs and went over to the sofa picking up my small bag and throwing in my keys, phone and purse, and as I walked out the door and shouted to Pamela and Jesse who were now standing in the kitchen.
"I'll be back in a couple of hours, see you guys then" before closing the door.
I walked to the bus stop and waited for the bus to turn up, and as I got in I tried to drown out the sound of everyone around me as we drove the 20 minutes it took to get to town. I said thank you to the bus driver as I got off the bus and walked the 50 feet left to get to the library.
I logged straight onto a free computer and began looking for job openings anyway, I found a few places and took down the addresses and names of the people I would be working for, I then pulled up my CV and printed off the necessary amount I needed. I then logged of the computer and headed out of the library and across the street to the shop, I grabbed a packet of envelopes and a book of stamps and a sandwich, I paid for them at the counter and left the shop.
I walked back over to the bus stop and sat down on the bench beside the stop and began writing out the addresses on the envelopes, I then put a CV inside each one and a small note about why I wanted the job. I sealed the envelopes and stuck a stamp on each one and put them back in my bag.
While I waited for my bus to turn up I ate my sandwich, thinking about what it would be like being independent for once, working for an employer and meeting new people.
My bus turned up after about half an hour, I stepped on and wanted to get straight back off again as I noticed Amanda was on the same bus, but I held my head up high and sat down in the seat nearest to the front so she wouldn't notice me. And luck must be on my side because she didn't notice me, as we pulled up to my stop I said thank you to the driver and jumped off walking back to my home.
I passed the post box on my way and posted off the envelopes I had in my bag and I just hoped that I would get a reply soon.
As it turned out I ended up helping Pamela, Jesse had left by the time I had got back, I had been longer then what I thought I had been.
The rest of the day was long and tiring, I helped Pamela channel many of the spirits, by lighting the candles she needed and getting her the other items she needed too.
I shuffled over to the sofa once we had finished, feeling my shoulders drag as I got there, I slumped down onto the sofa and drifted off into a deep sleep without getting changed out of my clothes.
When I woke the next day, I woke to the smell of pancakes filling the house; I followed the smell into the kitchen where Pamela was standing over the stove frying up some pancakes.
"Happy Birthday Sweetie, what do you want to do today?" she asked handing me a plate of pancakes and a jar of maple syrup.
I took at seat at the breakfast bar, pouring the syrup over my pancakes and digging in. After a few mouthfuls I answered Pamela finally coming up with an answer.
"Nothing big, just a sit down meal with me, you and Jesse" I said putting more food into my mouth and swallowing a large gulp of water.
"Ok, we'll do that then" she said joining me at the bar and tucking in to her own plate of pancakes.
"Thanks Pamela" I said kissing her hand before taking my dishes over to the sink and washing them up.
"I'm gonna go watch some TV ok?" I asked while walking into the living room.
"Sure" she replied.
I slumped back down on the sofa and flicked the TV on and tossed the remote to one side, I sat and stared into space while the news played on the TV. Until something caught my attention, and I knew why. It was something that sounded familiar to what my dad had been hunting before he had died, so I searched for the remote and turned off the TV throwing the remote to the floor afterwards as tears ran down my face.
The rest of the night was just the same, I ended up crying myself to sleep after the meal with Jesse and Pamela had gone down badly, they ended up arguing over what we should eat which made me cry more but not for the reasons they thought I was, I was crying as every memory of my father and mother filled my head, replaying themselves over and over again.