Hey guys, sorry once again for the wait. I'm in Social Studies right now… supposed to be working on a project. BUT here's Ch. 2 and part 1. I'll update as soon as possible!
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Chapter Two: To whom this may concern
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"How long have you been up here?" I climbed a ladder that led into a tree house, high up in an oak tree.
Back in the day, when our family was happy, father built us a tree house an acre away from our house.
"Long enough to dry my tears," Whynter, crawled up in a corner at the far end of the play house.
I got to my feet, dusting myself off, "Hasn't changed much."
If this doesn't spark a conversation, I don't know what will. I waited for Whynter to answer my first question. I looked around the empty room, "Do you want to stay here tonight?"
Whynter peered up at me and again looked like she was going to cry. Her blue eyes turned grey.
"I wouldn't mind staying here," Whynter brushed her bangs in her face.
"But we can't." I held my hand out.
I tried. In fact, I tried everyday to satisfy Whynter's every cry and whim.
"Let's go Whynter. You can sleep with me tonight." I waited by the small door leading to the ladder.
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"What was that?" Whynter grabbed my shoulder.
I looked behind me, "Ow stop it!" Whynter's fingers digging into my shoulder blade was the only thing on my mind, "Let go!"
I estimated the time being about 7:30 pm. The trees surrounding us told a different story. The sky turned to dusk, the sun; beamed through the tree branches. It was an August evening… slightly cool but comfortable at the same time.
"Walk Whynter!" I shoved her forward, "There's nothing out here."
I started back to the house, stepping over broken branches and leaned trees. Whynter insisted she held my hand until we got out of the bushes.
"Hey get back here!"
Whynter swung around, jumping on my back, "Did you hear that?"
"Breathe, Whynter!" I flopped to the ground, "Do not say a word!"
"Assassin!"
"Ass-" Whynter panted.
"Shut up!" I set my hand over my sister's mouth as she tried to scream.
I pinched her causing her to settle down, "Shh just lay still."
We quietly crawled into a teepee made of sticks. Most likely one of the unstable teepees' Whynter and I made when we were younger. Assassin… what could they want? Whynter hid her face in the palms of her hands. It was only several minutes later before I started to cry.
"Wednesday, what's the matter?" Whynter whispered.
I wiped away my tears and gulped, "The assassin's are here."
"Why? What are they going to do?"
I pulled my sister closer to me, I hugged her tightly, "They could be here for many reasons."
We waited for a couple hours, the sky turned into night. Whynter fell asleep on my lap. I couldn't find the tiredness inside me to even think about sleep. I stared up at the night sky thinking about this secret organization my father worked for. He was never this serious about a job until our, Elizabeth Birdie was put to death.
I snapped out of thought, I shook Whynter, "Get up!"
"What's going on?"
The noise was at a minimal level… no one can hear us move I thought. Stay with me Whynter, please… We had reached the end of our back yard. Everything was dark… except for the red glow from behind our shed.
I let go of Whynter's hand, "We have to find father!"
Whynter and I ran as fast as we could, once we got to the middle of the yard, I helped Whynter jump onto my back, "Hold on tight!"
The house.
My sister and I watched our house burn down in flames. Everything we owned was burnt to ashes… right before our eyes. There's no point going in there, Wednesday, save your self and your sister. I calmly sat down, only feet before the stairs on the front deck. Whynter stood beside me…
"Breathe, Whynter." I touched her hand.
"This is all daddy's fault!" Whynter glared at the burning house.
"He's inside go and get him… dead or alive!"
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Ch.2 part 2: Wednesday and Whynter's father is put to death…which had something to do with the oh-so-secret organization! The kids' house burns down… losing everything. Wednesday forces her sister and as well as herself to move into their tree house until hurther notice. Yay… I need input people!!