“Hay” Byron said. “Hi”I alisema “um….can I talk to you? This is sort of important.” I waited for his answer. It seemed like forever. “Sure. What do wewe want to talk about?” I didn’t know how to start. “Your sister. She’s being quite childish about this I mean she’s 15 I know I acted like a 5-year old when it doesn’t get what it wants. But this is just….well dumb-” he cut me off. “How is she being childish?!” he was very furious he looked like would explode. “Well… she only lets wewe talk to me when she’s not here. We have to hide the notes from her. And… wait I don’t want to start a fight with wewe too.” I looked at his face and he knew I was right the years I’ve known him we never liked to fight with me unless it was playful. I needed to say something that was going to be vary painful for him and me both. “Byron I hate to say this but…. Goodbye… forever and-” I didn’t say anything else cause I was distracted he was holding my face in both his hands. I was vary confused he never I mean never did this. Then he alisema “Priscilla I’m in upendo with you. We’re like near the same the age im 17 your 16. Do wewe upendo me?” I could not speak at all I guess I couldn’t find my voice. Then a boy alisema “yo Byron my mom let stay till nine come on lets play basket ball!” I turned to see who it was a boy with angelic feathers and cargo shorts with an oil smeared shirt. He stopped when he saw me. “Now I know why he likes you.” he said. The boy noticed how confused I looked and alisema “my name is Riley Shay.” I was about to say my name when Byron alisema like he hated he came now. “Her name is Priscilla Martinez” I went shake his hand but Byron wouldn’t let me he held me wrists vary tight it hurt I got mad and alisema “LET ME GO BYRON!” he did what I said. That was the first time I yelled at him. I went to shake his hand. Then Byron turned me around and kissed me I tried every thing to get him nothing worked. When he finally stopped I hated him zaidi then I did when I first met him. “Why did wewe do that?!” I asked. “Cause wewe alisema wewe might leave forever. And I like wewe zaidi then any girlfriend I’ve ever had. Besides wewe kissed me back so wewe liked kissing Me.” he alisema the wrong thing. Then Joe alisema “so you’re dating him?” he sounded so sad. It was good thing I wasn’t dating Byron. I alisema my answer before Byron could say yes “ew! No. and Byron I was trying to get wewe off me!” I looked at Joe he had a smile Byron looked like he would kill him. “So I could have a chance with you?” I started laughing and alisema “of course. Now let me go Byron!” he must want to fight because he alisema “no!” I yelled again “BYRON LET ME GO!” he let me go. I had fun with Joe then when Byron got over it I had fun with both of them. Then Joe had to leave but he promised he’d be back tomorrow. Then when he was out of sight Byron alisema “cilla why were wewe flirting with him?” he sounded mad. “What I was not flirting with him” “hate to say it but wewe flirting with my friend.” I blushed. He laughed. He was about to go in side till I alisema “I upendo wewe but I don’t upendo you. You’re like a big brother to me I will all ways upendo wewe that way.” He looked disappointed “don’t wewe think you’ll ever be with me like in a relationship?” I looked at him with amazement. “You’re impossible to discourage and I honestly don’t know.” I gave him a kiss on the cheek and alisema “good night see wewe tomorrow” he under stood he gave me a hug alisema “night and remember I upendo you”. that night I had a peaceful and disturbing dream I was in a house near the beach, pwani I saw kids that looked like me and Joe mixed together they were adorable I held out my hand to pick them up when I saw my arm it had a long scar that looked like I would never disappear like a kisu had cut me it twisted around my arm then Joe walked in and looked at my arm and my face his face twisted with pain I picked up one of the kids Joe picked up the other all he alisema before I woke up all he alisema was “I am so sorry and I truly upendo wewe zaidi then anything in the world”. I called my friend jezebel immediately this was important she alisema “duh that means wewe upendo him no let me sleep toddles” “bye” “oh right call me later” she hung up. I was surprised she wanted to sleep it was nine fifty-three. The door kengele rang “who is it?” I yelled. “Um…joe.” no not now I’m not even dressed cute yet. I did the dumb thing open the door in my pajamas. “You look cute. Can I come in?” I blushed. “Really? and sure come in wewe can turn on the TV while I get dressed” he smiled “I like that your in pajamas it is vary cute and Byron got sick and my mom picks me up at two we have close to the whole siku alone au are your parents home?” I smiled “no they’re not nyumbani and my twin sisters sunk their boyfriends in so they’ll be in there rooms till lunch so. Ok” we turned on the TV but didn’t pay any atteion to because we talked about everything in our families and our lifes. “Um…Priscilla do wewe want to be my girlfriend?” I felt my cheeks get hot and he chuckled at my blush. “Yes” I said. He kissed me on the cheeks and alisema “thank you” I kissed him on the cheek too. We talked zaidi then my sisters came down from the stairs. “Priscilla who’s this?” alisema Megan. “My boyfriend” I alisema “you can’t have people here when mom and dad aren’t here” alisema Renée. “Renée and Megan wewe think I don’t know about wewe two and your boyfriends in your bedrooms” they got mad and yelled “shut up!” at the same time. I couldn’t help but giggle. We got up after my sisters left “what do wewe want to eat?” he thought about it for a while. “What do wewe have?” “I don’t know.” so we looked in the fridge and freezer. “Take out?” I asked. “Ok” we ate Chinese food. Then the doorbell rang “is that your mom?” I asked. “Yea sorry see wewe tomorrow.” he gave me a kiss on the cheek and went to the front door. When he left the doorbell rang again “who is it?” no one answered. I unlocked the door it was Byron. “Yes?” he looked weird. “I upendo you! Why don’t wewe upendo me?” I blinked confused kwa his question. “I don’t know. Like I alisema I do upendo wewe in a big brother way.” he looked at the road and back at me. “Can I come in?” I thought about it. “Ok.” this was quite wired. “listen I know wewe don’t upendo me but do wewe upendo that guy wewe meet just yesterday au me the guy you’ve known since wewe were five?” he waited for my answer. “I think I know but I don’t know at the same time.” he was confused. I forgot he’s not the smartest junior in the world. “I mean I think I upendo wewe like that but at the same time I think I don’t know.” he looked a bit happier. “Ok I kind of understand I think” I changed my tone to teasing fast. “Well don’t think about it to much I wouldn’t want wewe to hurt yourself.” he laughed. Just then his sister burst thru the doors and tackled me. I was thankful we had a carpet. I dogged all her punches. Then she finally got off me. “Stay away from my brother!” she yelled. Thankfully my sisters knew what was going on so did there boyfriends.
This is a story; my story. I am Damien Cole Demidov. My grandparents are full-blooded Russian. I am twenty-one years old, and I’ve been locked up in an asylum for four years.
I have black hair about four inches from my shoulders. I am vampire pale. I have crystal blue eyes. I’m 5’9’’.
I have met many a person in my time. Maybe you’ll meet some of the throughout the story.
Anywho, I live in the U.S. now, shipped over with my mom when I was twelve. I live in New York City at the moment. My mom is back in Russia with my father, and grandparents.
Now, let’s see what’s in store for us.
I have black hair about four inches from my shoulders. I am vampire pale. I have crystal blue eyes. I’m 5’9’’.
I have met many a person in my time. Maybe you’ll meet some of the throughout the story.
Anywho, I live in the U.S. now, shipped over with my mom when I was twelve. I live in New York City at the moment. My mom is back in Russia with my father, and grandparents.
Now, let’s see what’s in store for us.
Here I spread the colors of my life
They sound like a tune of fife
They always closed me in a dark room
I put on my headphones, enjoyed & played the boom
It's so boring to just see the sky
Today I decided I'll go and fly
Eveyones mind is full of depressions
But mine is full of imaginations
I changed the dark night into shining sequins
And the heap into beautiful fragrance
I don't want wewe to make my hair a mess
Cause I'm wearing the tiara to be a princess
My passion, my obsession, my desire
Don't interfere in between au I'll blow wewe up with flames of fire
They sound like a tune of fife
They always closed me in a dark room
I put on my headphones, enjoyed & played the boom
It's so boring to just see the sky
Today I decided I'll go and fly
Eveyones mind is full of depressions
But mine is full of imaginations
I changed the dark night into shining sequins
And the heap into beautiful fragrance
I don't want wewe to make my hair a mess
Cause I'm wearing the tiara to be a princess
My passion, my obsession, my desire
Don't interfere in between au I'll blow wewe up with flames of fire