**Ok, second chapter. I'm afraid of really bad this sucks reviews, but
gotta take chances, right? **
Neither Lara nor Kurtis had gotten much sleep. Being handcuffed to a bedpost didn't give Kurtis a good position to sleep in. Instead, he decided to annoy Lara, since she was the reason he was in handcuffs in the first place. Eventually, they both got a little sleep. Kurtis woke up at four in the morning to the sound of a shaking tray. Three hours later, his wrists were free.
Breakfast was out on the table. "It's cold," Kurtis mumbled more to himself than Lara.
"Then put it in the microwave." He shook his head; he didn't feel like walking around yet. There was that sound again.
"What is that?" She didn't seem to be listening. "Hey!' She jumped. "What is that noise?"
"The butler." There he was in the doorway, the butler. An old guy with a hunched back. Kurtis stared at the old man for a minute. It didn't look like he was moving. Lara must have seen the confusion on his face. "It takes him an hour to get anywhere. Yes, he's that slow."
"Uh," the butler responded. Kurtis raised an eyebrow. "Uh, I made, uh, breakfast. UH! Who's, uh, that guy?" Lara didn't answer. "Uh, are you, uh, Lara's boyfriend?"
Kurtis grinned and answered, "Well, I guess you could say-"
"No! This is Kurtis Trent, he tried to steal something from me last night." Kurtis ran his fingers over the Chirugai resting on his side. He reached into the pouch on his belt and pulled out a cigarette (along with his lighter). He looked up and saw the butler was coming toward him.
"Uh," the butler said. Lara got up and pushed the butler over by Kurtis. "Uh, hi. I'm the butler." Kurtis blew smoke in his face. "Uh, are you, uh, trying to hit on, uh, me?"
"No," Kurtis scooted his chair back as he spoke, "I'm not gay. If I was going to hit on anyone, it'd be Lara." She rolled her eyes.
"Uh, I'm much, uh better looking, uh, than Lara. I can, uh, tell you, uh, some of Lara's, uh, secrets."
"Go on."
"Uh, she and I, uh, got it on."
Lara stood up knocking her chair over. "What?! Butler, go on, God." Kurtis shook his head.
"She's, uh, one crazy nigga. I'm, uh, one cool cat with a big sausage."
"That's disgusting and that doesn't make any sense you idiot!"
"UHHH! I'm a rapper!" Kurtis walked out of the room and outside. Lara joined him ten minutes later.
"Sorry," she said. "So, what all were you going to steal last night?"
"I got what I came for." He looked at her from the corner of his eye with another stupid grin. "But, I might just stay a few more days and decide where to go next." *And maybe find some artifact I can grab from you before I leave*
"You try to steal anything and I kill you." He smirked again; he was getting on her nerves. "You try anything and I kill you. How's that. Do not make me angry, Kurtis Trent."
He scoffed, "Whoo, don't scare me now." She shook her head and went toward the garden maze. Kurtis heard the tray again.
The butler's voice came out quiet and distant from inside the house. "Uh, Mr. Trench. Uh, Mr. Trench." Kurtis went after Lara. He entered the garden maze already feeling lost. Clenching a cigarette in his mouth he wandered around.
Lara hit the button between two statues, rolled, and ran as fast as she could. She fell into a hole in the ground, running through the familiar dark tunnel without hitting a wall and climbed back outside. She sprinted through the garden maze without much effort, swerved around Kurtis, ran across her front lawn, jumped over the butler into the house and through the basement door.
Kurtis dropped his cigarette on the ground and crushed it under his heel. He had a hell of a time finding his way out. He wanted to see what made Lara rush past him the way she did. Running out toward the house, he crashed into the butler causing him to stagger backwards a little. "Uh, Mr. Trench-"
"It's Trent! With a t not a ch!"
"Uh, Mr. Trench, uh ."
"What?"
"Uhhh .." Kurtis sighed and shoved him out of the way. He ran into the house, but it was quiet with no sign of Lara. He went back outside by the butler.
"Hey, you know about this house, don't you."
"Uh."
Assuming that meant yes, he continued on. "Are there any secret things in this house? You know, like um ... secret rooms, you know like in old movies and shit."
"Uh, there's a, uh, button on the, uh, back of the, uh, diving board. It, uh, opens a door, uh, with a switch that, uh, opens another, uh, door across from, uh, it."
"Thanks." He walked away leaving the butler to slowly try to get back to the house. Kurtis wandered until he found the poolroom. There, he pressed the button on the diving board and sprinted to the main room. A small section of the wall to his right opened up, obviously not a timed door. After pulling the switch he turned around to see another section of the wall across the hall opening. It shut before he got there. He pushed the button on the diving board and decided to wait until he was sure he wouldn't get caught.
Instead, he wandered around exploring the rooms until he heard a door open and shut inside the house. *Must be Lara, the butler wouldn't have gotten that far*
"Kurtis," Lara called. "You're not breaking anything are you?" He came out on the stairway balcony and looked down at her.
"Nope, I have to wait 'til you're sleeping."
"In that case I'll have to lock you up somewhere."
"Want to show me around first?" She smiled a little and walked up the stairs. Grabbing his arm, she led him to the attic.
"You can stay here."
"I don't know" -he was grinning again- "I might need you to stay with me, you never know what's in the dark."
"Right."
**I see the butler has an annoying person so there you go. I've written my own little strange stories about Lara and the weird butler in school. ^-^ Maybe you've noticed I use "and" a lot. I'm sorry; I try not to do it.**
Neither Lara nor Kurtis had gotten much sleep. Being handcuffed to a bedpost didn't give Kurtis a good position to sleep in. Instead, he decided to annoy Lara, since she was the reason he was in handcuffs in the first place. Eventually, they both got a little sleep. Kurtis woke up at four in the morning to the sound of a shaking tray. Three hours later, his wrists were free.
Breakfast was out on the table. "It's cold," Kurtis mumbled more to himself than Lara.
"Then put it in the microwave." He shook his head; he didn't feel like walking around yet. There was that sound again.
"What is that?" She didn't seem to be listening. "Hey!' She jumped. "What is that noise?"
"The butler." There he was in the doorway, the butler. An old guy with a hunched back. Kurtis stared at the old man for a minute. It didn't look like he was moving. Lara must have seen the confusion on his face. "It takes him an hour to get anywhere. Yes, he's that slow."
"Uh," the butler responded. Kurtis raised an eyebrow. "Uh, I made, uh, breakfast. UH! Who's, uh, that guy?" Lara didn't answer. "Uh, are you, uh, Lara's boyfriend?"
Kurtis grinned and answered, "Well, I guess you could say-"
"No! This is Kurtis Trent, he tried to steal something from me last night." Kurtis ran his fingers over the Chirugai resting on his side. He reached into the pouch on his belt and pulled out a cigarette (along with his lighter). He looked up and saw the butler was coming toward him.
"Uh," the butler said. Lara got up and pushed the butler over by Kurtis. "Uh, hi. I'm the butler." Kurtis blew smoke in his face. "Uh, are you, uh, trying to hit on, uh, me?"
"No," Kurtis scooted his chair back as he spoke, "I'm not gay. If I was going to hit on anyone, it'd be Lara." She rolled her eyes.
"Uh, I'm much, uh better looking, uh, than Lara. I can, uh, tell you, uh, some of Lara's, uh, secrets."
"Go on."
"Uh, she and I, uh, got it on."
Lara stood up knocking her chair over. "What?! Butler, go on, God." Kurtis shook his head.
"She's, uh, one crazy nigga. I'm, uh, one cool cat with a big sausage."
"That's disgusting and that doesn't make any sense you idiot!"
"UHHH! I'm a rapper!" Kurtis walked out of the room and outside. Lara joined him ten minutes later.
"Sorry," she said. "So, what all were you going to steal last night?"
"I got what I came for." He looked at her from the corner of his eye with another stupid grin. "But, I might just stay a few more days and decide where to go next." *And maybe find some artifact I can grab from you before I leave*
"You try to steal anything and I kill you." He smirked again; he was getting on her nerves. "You try anything and I kill you. How's that. Do not make me angry, Kurtis Trent."
He scoffed, "Whoo, don't scare me now." She shook her head and went toward the garden maze. Kurtis heard the tray again.
The butler's voice came out quiet and distant from inside the house. "Uh, Mr. Trench. Uh, Mr. Trench." Kurtis went after Lara. He entered the garden maze already feeling lost. Clenching a cigarette in his mouth he wandered around.
Lara hit the button between two statues, rolled, and ran as fast as she could. She fell into a hole in the ground, running through the familiar dark tunnel without hitting a wall and climbed back outside. She sprinted through the garden maze without much effort, swerved around Kurtis, ran across her front lawn, jumped over the butler into the house and through the basement door.
Kurtis dropped his cigarette on the ground and crushed it under his heel. He had a hell of a time finding his way out. He wanted to see what made Lara rush past him the way she did. Running out toward the house, he crashed into the butler causing him to stagger backwards a little. "Uh, Mr. Trench-"
"It's Trent! With a t not a ch!"
"Uh, Mr. Trench, uh ."
"What?"
"Uhhh .." Kurtis sighed and shoved him out of the way. He ran into the house, but it was quiet with no sign of Lara. He went back outside by the butler.
"Hey, you know about this house, don't you."
"Uh."
Assuming that meant yes, he continued on. "Are there any secret things in this house? You know, like um ... secret rooms, you know like in old movies and shit."
"Uh, there's a, uh, button on the, uh, back of the, uh, diving board. It, uh, opens a door, uh, with a switch that, uh, opens another, uh, door across from, uh, it."
"Thanks." He walked away leaving the butler to slowly try to get back to the house. Kurtis wandered until he found the poolroom. There, he pressed the button on the diving board and sprinted to the main room. A small section of the wall to his right opened up, obviously not a timed door. After pulling the switch he turned around to see another section of the wall across the hall opening. It shut before he got there. He pushed the button on the diving board and decided to wait until he was sure he wouldn't get caught.
Instead, he wandered around exploring the rooms until he heard a door open and shut inside the house. *Must be Lara, the butler wouldn't have gotten that far*
"Kurtis," Lara called. "You're not breaking anything are you?" He came out on the stairway balcony and looked down at her.
"Nope, I have to wait 'til you're sleeping."
"In that case I'll have to lock you up somewhere."
"Want to show me around first?" She smiled a little and walked up the stairs. Grabbing his arm, she led him to the attic.
"You can stay here."
"I don't know" -he was grinning again- "I might need you to stay with me, you never know what's in the dark."
"Right."
**I see the butler has an annoying person so there you go. I've written my own little strange stories about Lara and the weird butler in school. ^-^ Maybe you've noticed I use "and" a lot. I'm sorry; I try not to do it.**