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Chapter 2: Promise

For once in my life I didn't want to blackness to lift. But like always it did and I had to face the beating that I knew would come. As soon as I would open my eyes she would be there, waiting for me. Her bloodshot eyes would have that far away look, like she was reliving the past or planning my punishment. She would approach me like the monster she is. Slowly, gliding towards her prey, ready to pounce. And I would just sit there wishing it to be over.

Just as I was about to open my eyes to face my mother, I felt something. Something I never expected when I was unconscious. I felt a warm blanket being gently placed over my violently shaking body. I didn't even notice I was shaking until then. A warm hand hovered over my forehead but was quickly replaced with a cool wet cloth. Now I know I was losing it. My mother would never take care of me like this. If she's not the one than who is. And then it hit me, Luke.

I open my eyes carefully, making sure I really wasn't going insane. But my suspicions disappeared as soon as I saw him. He was sitting next to me on a chair that looked like it had gotten thrown around the room a few to many times. Being the stubborn person I am I tried to sit up, but he just carefully pushed me back.

"Please, just please." he said, his blue eyes piercing into mine.

"What?", why was I being so harsh to him. Maybe it wasn't in my nature to except anyone who was nice.

"Your hurt. I mean I think you are. How do you feel? You had quite a fever, you must be h-" He was rambling now.

"I'm fine pretty boy. I just need to leave."

"What? No, you can't leave. Do you know what was following us out."

"No and that's exactly why I need to leave.'

"You're not making any sense now. You must have a huge fever or something." He said this while feeling my forehead.

"I said I'm fine." Giving him the best death glare I could muster, but it turned into a wince. "I've had worse" I muttered.

"What hurts? I saw that. Please tell me. I'm only trying to hel-" What was up with this guy and rambling.

" Look at me." I said in a voice that was not my own, but more calm. He lifted his head slightly. "In the eyes," I brought my hand to his chin and lifted his head up to meet my eyes.

"Please just listen to me. I'm fine. But I need to leave. I'm putting you in danger just by sitting here talking to you. Thank you for everything you've done for me. Now I'll be on my way." I attempted to made a quick dash for the door, but as soon as I was on my feet my good friend floor was in my face. I hurried to get back up again, but I stared seeing black spots in my eyes.

"Or maybe I'll just camp out on the floor for a while," sarcasm laced my weak voice as I drifted into a awkward sleep. I was well aware of the fact that I was being lifted and placed back onto the bed. Only this time there was something different, something new to me. I was being cradled against a warm body. I don't know why but I started to hear myself whimper in pain.

"Sh, I'm here. I won't let anything happen to you. I'll save you, even if it means going straight into Tartarus to find you." I just had time to comprehend what he said when I heard a crash from below. He acted so quickly I wasn't sure what was happening until we we're already in the forest. I got one word in before I felt my self slipping into darkness.

"Promise?" I asked my voice deathly quiet.

"Promise."

A/N I'm so sorry I have not updated in almost a month. First my computer decided it wanted to crash and deleted all of my stories. After that I completely lost interest in this story. But I decided to continue writing it. Thank you to all of my reviews, I'm glad you like the story hands you all virtual cookies and a drachma. Mainly you all have to thank jaspercullenlover for getting me to write this story over. IMPORTANT- Tomorrow (August 20th) I'm getting major knee surgery, so you probably won't hear much from me for awhile. Thanks again…Oh yeah once again I must say reviews are welcome but not mandatory!!