"Ba bum" "ba bum" the only sound echoing throughout your temporarily empty head sending vibrations throughout your body goosebumps warming every inch of your skin "hello?" A voice? A voice...once you remembered your body was vulnerably wrapped with a
stranger you jolted with surprise and a small laugh escaping your ever growing cold lips "y-yes thank you, I guess Ireland stole away my heart" you mumbled happily placing a few bags on the darkend floor and rubbed your arms nervously, his smile brightened
the darkness as if he were the rising sun "it will do that to you, good thing I needed to get take out huh?" The stranger spoke happily resting his hands on his sides and looking to you with kind eyes a silent moment passed before the echoe of your
name ran down the street in urgency tearing your attention away for a brief moment and turning back a flush attacking your cheeks as if there were a wild animal inside you dying to be set free and attack this handsome man Infront of you "I...think
I better go, thank you again" you smiled and kissed your hero's cheek and grabbing your bags you ran as though your life depending on it, and with how hard your heart was beating it might as well have.
You reached the red painted door and standing in the door frame with a warm glow was your mother a kind smile on her face before it merged into rage she was like a siren pulling in her pray before using a close range to attack "WERE WHERE YOU!" Her shrill
voice ran through you making the warm feeling you experienced seemed exstinced and you stood there wishing you could of ran away with it, "I was buying some things for my room and I fell, but thankfully someone caught me and we talked" the moment
flashed through your head as if it were a dream but unlike the dream the darkness masked the seemingly dreamy face although you couldn't tell but based on his voice you knew he would have a princely glow "ba bum" your heart pounded once again like
stones skipping on water.
The shake of your mothers sighing face made you know you would get away with being late but only this once, your mother moved out of the door frame and walked to the kitchen with great urgency in hopes she didn't burn tonight's dinner as she had done
for many years in your life and so this became tradition and you knew you had a hour or so before your mothers attempts would give in to a fit of rage and they would order takeout, you used this chance to tip toe to your room silently gracefully curling
your foot to hide round the edges of the steps so you were able to move silently but as a creek in the floor boards stealthily made its way passed you it only took you a moment to use this chance and sprint up both staircases finally reaching your
lovingly awaiting room begging to be decorated and taken care of "this is going to take some time" the echoing of your voice erased the silence that filled the rooms brim.
Once walking to your small one person bed you pouted knowing tonight was not a night that you would be blessed with sleep and so you mapped out your activities for when the darkness would engulf your family into sleep or as you liked to call it the moons
passing spell, you placed your bags on your bed but something seemed strange for a moment and there was silence again the small creek of the bed springs taking on the new wait made you realise "MY PURSE!" Your once soft voice screamed in panic your
(younger/older) sibling slammed their feet against the hard spruce wood floor and ran upstairs to your aid holding onto your doorframe panting heavily with a fright from the scream "what the hells the matter with you?!" They yelled back but made
sure to be quieter than you had been knowing your mothers wrath would befallen the two of you, and this time your father couldn't bale you out since the moons spells already stolen him from the world.
As you paced back and forth you ran your fingers through your currently tangled hair from distress worrying frantically about were your wallet could possibly be, "alright calm down (y/n) were was the last place you used it?" Your b/s asked you with a
confused look on their slightly terrified face it would be trouble for both of them if your mother had found out about your accident, "I was walking home when I tripped...and than...THE GUY! He probably has it!" Once realising your face light up
with relief and soon faded to its usual peach pink colour but soon you pondered with questions on how to get it back but thankfully your b/s was a art student who thrived on creating posters 'how convenient' a evil smirk crossed your lips as you begun
to walk to your sibling, you knew asking for help was going to be expensive...
"(S/N) I need your help please! Pleaseeeeeeee" you begged heavily going onto your kneese and clasping your hands together tightly with a pleading look plastered on your face "I need you to make me some posters" it was silent for a single moment before
a evil chuckle filled the room they had their list of demands already in mind and decided it would be best to cash in now "alright...ill help you, in exchange for your laptop! I want it for a week no taking it back until than" they demanded with a
stern face and your mouth hung open with horror "no please! Anything but that!" You yelled almost loud enough for your mother to hear your pleading cries "this is my first demand" they spoke once again.
Knowing you were not going to win you humbly nodded.