Hey! Yeah It's short, but I've been extremely busy and this is what I mustered up. Sorry!

Chapter 2:

I sighed looking out the train window.
Who are you? I silently wondered thinking about the diary owner. I thought back to when I saw her the other day. I remembered the panicked look on her face as she ran out.

I hope nothing too serious happened… I groaned putting my head in my hands.
Look at me! I'm already worried sick about her and I still don't even know her damn name!

I tried to think back on how she looked like slowly.
She looked a bit Cherokee with those high cheekbones of hers… Bright blue eyes, darkly tanned skin and ebony hair… Well one thing for sure is that I've never met her before.
I shot my head up, an idea suddenly striking me.
WAIT! She said she was a doctor in the Diary right!? Maybe if I go to the local hospitals with her description… It's a long shot but it's worth a try right?

I observed my watch to check the time.
I've got some time left before I have to get off and met my brother and Marcus, so I'll just read some more right now. I picked up the dusty notebook, holding it with care and opened it where I left off.


It took a while, but I managed to patch the poor …. thing up. (At that moment I wasn't very sure what to call him.) I also took up the amazing feat of carrying him upstairs and putting him to bed to rest. He may have been light, but I wasn't built for heavy lifting either.
I waited by the bedside for what seemed like forever before he finally woke up and spoke two words.

"Screw you"

"Well that's nice of you to say seeing that I just did you an incredible service free of charge, though considering your attitude as of late, that might change."

"Don't insult me so casually mortal; you don't know who you're messing with!"

"Yes I do" I bit back "I'm pretty sure for the past 3 or 4 hours all I've been dealing with is an ungrateful son of a-" I cut myself off, biting my tongue.

"Now now, let's not be hateful" I told myself.

"I'm pretty sure you have already failed." The man (creature?) uttered much to my displeasure.

"Shush it's a bad habit I'm trying to quit, ok? Now who are you?" The whitnette rolled his eyes.

"I should be asking you the same thing Mortal."

"Yeah, but I'm not the one that looks like he's been dipped into fairy dust."

"I'm not telling anything to a mortal girl who doesn't know her place."
And, he still hasn't told me anything (the bastard), but he did tell me later on that night he was a demon lord, which I scoffed at of course.

See? I still disrespect him every day and since he despises me doing so his payback is to not tell me who he really was and how did he manage to get that gaping wound on him.

It's funny how much we hate each other, since I consider him the closet friend I've had in years.

OH! Let me tell you about this time we-


"What the-" I stared at the diary confused. "The next few pages have been ripped out…"

"Next stop: Town Square!"

Well here I go… I'll just have to ponder over it later.

"There's my adorable little sister!"

"Get away from me you freak." I dodged my insane brother as I came up to the booth both he and Markus sat.

"Still as cold-hearted as the day you were born I see." He replied cheerily.

"Oh, bull." The blue haired beside him said with the flick of his wrist. "Siren is the nicety girl I've known in my whole life! You might have been my brother-in-law instead of my deep crush if I was straight."

"Whatever" My brown-haired brothers deadpanned and pointed at me. "Go. You're sitting with the 'nice' girl." I laughed as Markus sat next to me and called my brother names.

"That's fine. I loved Vincent more anyway."

"Nah he's too busy being swooned by this beauty here." I snorted at him and laughed again.

"Oh please, Ryan I hardly think that's the case"

"Really? I mean he messes with you, but that's what boys do when they have a crush." Ryan mocked.

"Does that mean you have a crush on me?" Markus batted his eyes while Ryan narrowed his eyes dangerously and I cackled.

As soon as I left I hailed a cab and stared home I pulled out the worn out diary to inspect its missing pages.

May be she found it too embarrassing and tore it out.

Thinking over it I shook my head.

No, it doesn't seem like she is the kind of person that would be embarrassed about anything…

I tapped my foot thinking.

Maybe it was embarrassing for the demon lord.

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