Keys And Chains

This is Chapter Two

Above is Marcus, The Vampire King. (No hes not actually a vampire, its just a name Solstice gave him) Same thing as the last chapter, does the picture fit his profile? (16, skinny, emo and extremely high)

Nurse Graham (Rebecca) was taking me to Child Services, where my new foster mother would come and pick me up, and I'd officially be in the system. Which I seriously wasnt looking forward to. By the time I walked into the building, my attitude level had skyrocketed and my anger was more like stone hard rage. I was pissed and I wanted everybody to know it.

It smelled too clean in the building. They sat me down, and made wait for twenty minutes while the lady at the front office called in child after child into another room, where I guessed they would be examined and their files and records would be submitted into the system. I was surrounded by rough looking girls, that looked like they'd been to hell and back, voluntarily. There were a few dozen sketchy guys, a lot of teenagers, that all had eyes that were full of mischief. Mine were full of disgust.

One group of them in particular seemed to take intense interest in me. They all glanced back at me every now and then, and then one would whisper to another, and they'd all chuckle and look at me with a hunger that made my stomach turn.

That was when one of them approached me. His walk was casual, and he wore a simple white tee and a vest over top of it. He had on black skinny jeans, that looked ridiculous on him, that were torn all to heck and he wore a smirk so vain I had to avert my eyes. His long black hair had red streaks running through it, followed by faint purple and a couple hints of yellow. It looked like a disgusting attempt at a cute look. It was pathetic.

He sat in the blue, plastic chair next to me, and I listened to it creak under his weight. Not like he had any, he looked like he was all skin and bones. But he was bigger than me, when It came height, and I predicted that in a fight he would win against me, when it came down to it. "You dont look like you belong here." he said, his voice was raspy and was tinged with cigarettes. I didnt make eye contact. "Not one, pretty little bit of you." he said. I didnt move. "So, why are you here?" He asked. "Is it any of your buisness?" i snapped. "Snarky, arent we?" He mumbled, moving his hand to his knee, the one next to mine. "Tell me, what's your name?" He asked.

I flinched as his breath wafted in my face. Now it practically dripped with the scent of tobacco. I caught a glimpse of his teeth, that were dyed yellow and caked with a yellow grime. It was revolting. My stomach turned. "Come on cutie, you can tell me. What's your name?" He moved his hand to my knee. I sucked in a breath, and allowed my whole body to tense. "Get your hand off my knee." I said. He squeezed my leg. "Aw, but Babe, I just wanna know the princess' name. Tell me.." he said, squeezing my leg even harder. "What your name is..." He demanded.

I flipped. I shot up out of my chair and grabbed his wrist, squeezing just where his arm bone met his hand bone, and I squeezed hard, until in a matter of three seconds, i felt a sharp crack. This all happend in five seconds tops. I didnt release his hand, and I ignored the security officers that came walking over. I moved my face in real close to his and whispered, "Listen Vampire King, ever touch me again and Ill hang you from the ceiling by your pinky toe and skin you alive." I threw his hand down, ignoring the sharp yelp that he let out, and allowed myself to be carried off to the other side of the waiting room, where the gaurds stood closely by me until I was called into the exam room. Vampire King stared at me the entire time, with a hatred in his eyes. I returned the look.