A/N; I do not own anything you recognize.

Chapter 2

Jarred was sitting opposite of me in the school nurse office, he worked as a part time assistant there, he was rolling bandages around my knuckles as gently as he could. He had such gentle hands; he had even made me the most beautiful wrist band you could imagine. He had a little goldsmith shop at his room; he had a couple of part time jobs beside the studying, he had to get money somewhere didn't he? After all he did also pay for me. Our parents had abandoned us when i was 11, but Jarred was 18 at the time and decided to take care of me. He gave me the wrist band at my 16 year old birthday, I just love my brother. But now he was probably worried and a little angry at me, for getting into trouble, he was always worried about me.

"What did you do to bust up your knuckles like that?" Jarred asked me.

"Um… I hit my ex?" it came out more like a question than a statement.

"Your ex? You broke up? What happened?" Jarred asked even more worried.

"Yes my ex. And don't worry Jenine just stole him from me, that's all" I said as if it was nothing. Jarred finished up bandaging my hand, but didn't move to get up.

"You want me to go after him? Teach him a lesson?" Jarred asked, aww he was such a cute brother always trying to cheer his little sister up, always watching out for her.

"Narh I'm pretty sure he will regret leaving me, when he finds out Jenine just used him to hurt me. And I think I'm too good for a guy that leaves his girlfriend because of a slut" I said with a little more confidence.

"That's right that's my sister, you are way too good for him, and then I never really liked him" Jarred said with at grin.

"Thanks Jarred, you know I love you" I said hugging him.

"And you know I would do anything for my little girl" Jarred said hugging me back.

That night I couldn't sleep properly. I woke every second hour, my head hurting and a tinkling sensation in my whole body.

"aaahh" I woke up again with a set, my head hurting even more than before, and the tinkling had transformed into something that felt like getting scratched by thorns all over my skin. I knew I had to get to Jarred. I slowly got out of bed and stood up, my legs a little shaky. I managed to get to the door before everything started to spin before my eyes. I walked down the hallway very slowly taking one step at a time, bracing myself on the wall. Jarred's door seemed so far away. But I had to get to him one way or the other.

I reached his door and opened it, I slowly walked over to Jarred lying in his bed.

"Jarred?" I asked, it came out as a whisper, but for me it was as loud as yelling it directly into my ear.

"Jarred?" I tried again a little louder, wincing at the loud sound in my head. I touched his shoulder, feeling it burn under my fingers. Jarred stirred. He turned around and looked at me with sleepy eyes.

"Leah? Is something wrong?" he asked me brightening up a little.

"Jarred, I-I don't feel so gooh..." I said swaying a bit before it all became dark.

When I woke up I felt this intense pain all over my body, I was lying on my stomach on something soft, and Jarred was calling my name. I felt him turn me over, and start tearing my shirt open. I tried to cover up my breasts, but I couldn't move my arms, they were too heavy.

"Don't worry I'm not looking there, I just have to see if you've been injured" Jarred said as softly as he could, but the worry was still thick in his words.

"I-it hurts Jarred, it hurts, make it stop" I cried, Jarred brushed my cheek.

"Shhh, its going to be okay, I'm going to make it go away, you just have to listen to my voice, do you understand? Just listen to my voice and it will all go away" Jarred said trying to calm me down. Just then a white burning pain shot through me and I screamed as loud as I could.

"Yes just scream that's right, whenever the pain is too much just scream as loud as you can, I'm going to help you get through this, I'm going to make it go away, just focus on my voice" Jarred soothed.

"What's going on?" I sobbed, shaking from all the pain. But before Jarred could answer there was another strike of pain this one greater than before. I screamed again. I griped his hand tightly. Then another weave of pain washed over me, this one the worst so far, it felt like it lasted a hundred years. My skin felt like it was ripping apart. It was my temples, up both sides of my forearms, my hands, my upper arms, my chest, my sides, my stomach, my neck, down my back, around my waist, down the sides of my thighs and from my knees all the way down to my feet. It felt like my skin sort of flipped, like when you flip a coin, but only the coins were breaking through my skin, and when it all suddenly stopped and there was only the burning sensation, where the flipping feeling had been, I fainted from exhaustion.

Jarred's POV

I didn't know what to do. My little sister, my sweet little girl was in so much pain and I couldn't do anything. Then the impossible happened, her skin began to rip apart and flip, like when you flip a coin, and golden coins were growing out of her skin. And she screamed so loud and my sheets were so bloody, from all the blood coming out of the wounds all over her body. When it was all over I began looking closer at the coins that had grown out of her skin and were just sitting there, like they had always been there, they were burning hot, and so was she.

I ran over to my closet and pulled out the first sheet I saw, and hurried to cover her up, and took her in my arms. I rushed out of my apartment and went down to my car. I put her in the passenger seat, and made sure she would stay there, we had a long ride ahead of us. I got in, in the driver seat and started the car, and sped down the road towards a place, I had heard about, in Westchester, New York.

A/N; any guess as to where Jarred is going? no? nothing? damn... I gotta make this story more interesting.