Chapter 4
Pheobe made Kyra a bowl of soup since it was the easiest thing to make in the kitchen and they both sat down at the kitchen table. Pheobe fidgeted for a moment trying to think of something to say to spark up a conversation. "So where are you from" asked Pheobe. "Why do you care so much" Kyra snapped. "Because your just a kid and I don't think you should hold all that pain up inside, you need somebody to trust" replied Pheobe. "I'm not a kid, I'm thirteen and a half years old" said Kyra sticking her nose up in the air and puffing her chest out a little. "Oh so sorry, you're a teenager" said Pheobe sarcastically "but what im getting at is you cant go through life not trusting anybody and pretending your not in pain when really you are, that's something Ive learned from living with two other sisters". "Maybe your right but I don't have any family or friends the demons made sure of that, so techinically I have no one left in this world in which I can trust" answered Kyra. "You got me and no matter what you can always trust me and if you want you can stay and live here if you don't have anywhere else to go" said Pheobe. Kyra smiled at her, the first time she's smiled since her parents were killed.
After Kyra was done eating Pheobe led her back into the living room and tucked her in, she then went to her own bedroom and laid down in her bed knowing that Kyra was safe and that she wasn't going anywhere. But for some reason she couldn't fall asleep, she tossed and turned. Just when she was dozing off she felt a tug at her arm. She opened her eyes to see Kyra standing next to her bed looking at her with pleading eyes. "What's wrong" asked Pheobe groggily "Nothing, I just had a bad dream about my parents" "um do you think I could sleep with you just for tonight" asked Kyra shyly. "Sure" answered Pheobe moving over to let Kyra lay down.
Once again anther short chapter but I cant help it I don't have many ideas…well please R&R..