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DeadlyBliss2

Chapter2~~~~~~ His eyes parted and even though in a blur he knew he was looking at the one thing he could truly do without today. “Get out of bed now and get to work in the yard and don’t even think of using a few scratches as an excuse.” yelled the 38 yrld man. “But dad my neck and this thing in the woods” started Devon “You shouldn’t have been out last night in the first place” yelled the man as he back handed the boy. “Dad it wasn’t my fault...Brok and the guys” again started Devon The man brought his fist to the boys jaw just then “ Don’t give me that crap” said the man. “Now get to work outside” Devon didn’t argue or try to explain anymore it was always made more trouble trying to explain things to his father. Devon went to the bathroom that was connected to his room. He stood before of the mirror. He looked at his face and could tell already there would be a bruise. Then his eye drifted to his neck. The wound was not only closed but appeared to be just a small open in his skin. He leaned closer and could not see a trace of the prior wound that looked so dangerous earlier. He quickly took a shower and got dressed and headed outside to do the work. In under 20 minutes he was finished but didn’t bother going back inside he just walked on down his street thinking. He walked past his school....his escape from home....but school was out. He walked to the park and sat on the swings. He swung and thought about how he could have died last night...he hadn’t given the events of the night before a single thought til now. He sat and stared at nothing and he remember something. He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out the piece of paper that the guy had given him last night. He thought over his options he could go home and really get into it with his dad for being gone so long or he could go to this guy and find out what he was talking about last night. But this guy could be a sicko or a criminal. or both!!!!!! But at home would definitely be a repeat of this mornings ordeal. “The guy!!!!!” he said as he started walking to the address on the card. He walked to the address that turns out to be a hotel. He went pass the lobby and straight to the room. He stood thinking at the door and just as he was about to knock it opened. The man pushed past him with a coat on and motioned him to follow him. “How did you know I was coming and where are we goin” asked the boy. “Where just going for a walk I want to so you something. and I knew you would come” replied the man. They walked for a while not saying a word. And the just walked around the neighborhood so the area was familiar to the boy. “This way” the man said entering the back entrance to the graveyard “uh I don’t know I don’t really like cemetery’s” said the boy a little hesitant “I assure you it’s perfectly safe” said the man. “Yeah I thought so too but look what happened yesterday.” said the boy moving slowly past the entrance staying close to the man. “I ‘ll explain that and more later.” said the man as he walked on. “Do you always talk like someone from an Indian Jones movie” asked the boy. “who?? replied the man. “Never mind” said the boy walking up ahead. “Overhere” called the man. Devon joined him at the spot he motioned to. “Here read this” said the man pointing to the grave. Devon looked at it grave. “Yeah so I read it yesterday.” replied Devon referring to Michael’s grave marker. “Are you aware that the boy who attacked you yesterday is this boy?”asked the man. Devon thought about it and remembered that he had noticed that asweel but it all happened so fast he forgot about it. “Yes it all happened so fast I just forgot it” said Devon The man walked over to a grave and sat on it. He pulled out a newspaper and motioned for the boy to read it. Devon walked over slowly noticing that the man carelessly sat on someone’s grave. The man stood and the boy sat. Devon read the paper Michael was found dead his body mauled and drained of moist of it’s blood. There were no print or evidence of any kind. He looked up at the man. “He died and was mauled how could he be the one who attacked me and he was so strong.” said Devon as he was filled with questions “He was the same kid but not the same kid” replied the man “What?”questioned the boy “He was dead ” said the man. “Hello!! he attacked me he couldn’t be dead” said the boy standing and walking back and forth. “He was dead he was a.....vampire” said the man hesitantly. “What!!!!!!!!!!” yelled the boy causing some birds to fly from a near by tree. Just then a hand reached from the ground and grabbed the boy by the leg. “Help!!!” yelled Devon as he fell to the ground. “Devon looked at the man who seemed to be more so studying him while moving around him more so than trying to help “You ass you set me up” screamed the boy. The women who had grabbed him, pulled him into the ground. The man circled the area as dirt was tossed and moved around. He could hear the screams off the boy who was being mauled below the surface. He shook his head in disappointment and left he.

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