Bum. Bump.
Bum. Bump.
Bum. Bump.
I heard my heartbeat, the only proof that I'm still alive. I opened my eyes. Slowly, I lifted my head to see my home, burnt down to ashes. I tried to get up, but found something weighing me down. I turned to my little brother, Dennis sleeping. He clung to me desperately. I gently removed him from me. I stood and walked over to the ruins of our home.
"Mom! Dad! Where are you?" I shouted as I wandered around. I tripped over something in the ashes. I picked up as I gotten up and dusted off my pants. I opened the locket, using my thumb to wipe away the soot from the picture inside. As soon as I had seen the picture, I dropped the locket. I looked behind me to find two charred bodies. Tears started falling down my face. I slumped down on my knees and lay down.
"I'd think you were dead if I couldn't hear your heartbeat." A voice announced it's owner's presence. I turned to look up at the person above me. His glowing, swirling violet eyes stared into mine through the shadows that his hood created across half of his face. His eyes flickered over to the charred bodies behind me.
"Are those your parents?" he stated.
"I'm-I'm not sure." the words spilled from my lips as I looked from the corner of my eye at the burned bodies behind me. My tears that stopped began to spill again. I looked back at him.
"They wouldn't want you lay to here wasting away your life, crying over them." He was right. My parents wouldn't want to stay crying over them. "Come with me. I shall take care of you and your brother." He offered his hand to me. I looked at his hand and I thought about should I trust him. I looked into his stormy violet eyes and I felt that I could trust him. Somehow I just knew I could trust him. So I took his hand.
I stood up and dusted myself off. "My name's Kyle Seals. Yours?" he said as he picked up my brother and placed him on his back.
"Colin Creevey." We walked through the forest in silence. The sun shone down at us, filtering through the trees.
To Be Continued