Luke took off driving. The sun had set an hour ago, so it was pretty dark by the time we reached the highway. It didn't even bother me that we were leaving town. was too freaked out about how fast he was driving. My big mistake was glancing at the speedometer. I became extremely nervous as he began weaving between cars at over 120 mph. I leaned back, trying to brace myself. He was going to get us in a very bad car accident, and I didn't feel like dying today. I also didn't want to tell him to slow down, because I really didn't want rumors going around about being scared of a little speed.
I sat glued to my seat for what I guess was an hour long drive, which, at a normal speed, would have taken about 3 hours. Luke didn't speak much, which made me really regret agreeing to go to his house. The road we were on was deserted. I didn't even see the turnoff, which we made so fast I slammed into the side of the car door. The car raced forward, and I glanced at the speedometer again, causing me to shut my eyes tightly while trying to breathe normally, and not panic at the sight of where the needle was.
I could feel my heartbeat in my throat as my instincts told me I should run at the first possible chance. I knew that was a stupid idea. I had know idea where I was and I would end up dying in the woods from starvation or eaten by wild animals. I rolled my eyes as I looked at my untied shoelaces, mentally cursing myself for not tying them better. The car’s engine began to decelerate. I was shocked that Luke was actually slowing down.
The tree-lined road opened into large clearing. Straight ahead was a giant mansion that looked as if it were glowing. There were so many lights shining from massive windows that appeard larger than the front of my entire house. The house had to at least three stories high and by my guess, about the size of two football fields. I was in in shock as the car moved closer. I craned my neck to get a better view of the top of the building. I heard Luke chuckle softly to himself, amused at my reaction. Suddenly, he brought the vehicle to a complete stop.
I glared at Luke as he put the car in park, taking the keys from the ignition. I still hadn't abandoned the idea of making a run for it. It crossed my mind that they probably had trained killer attack dogs that would kill me instantly if I ran on foot. I had always known Luke had money. He drove around in an overly expensive, flashy car which was so out-of-place in our town, but this house made the are look like a dump truck that rolled over the side of a cliff.
"So, do you want to come in or sit there in the car staring?" Luke asked, still laughing.
"Who are you?" I responded. “And what did you do with my friend, Luke?” His eyebrows raised at this..
"Well, my name is Luke and we met a few weeks ago..." he said, in mildly sarcastic voice, which just ticked me off.
"No, that's not what I meant. How can you live in a place like this? Where are we? Because, I have been all over this town and have never seen this place nor heard of its existence here in the middle of nowhere." I was feeling anxious, irritated and deceived. Also, I was regretting agreeing to come here with a guy I know nothing about, really.
"Look Max, I will explain and answer everything you wish to know. But first, I need to speak with my parents and get some information I need, okay?" Luke got out of the car, closed the door, leaving me alone as he walked toward the large staircase leading to the big double doors.
I sat in the car staring straight ahead. I know I was acting like my stubborn little sister, pouting because I wasn’t getting my way. I also had this feeling deep in my stomach telling me to run. As I kept looking forward, I thought I saw something move in the distance near the tree line. I panicked, jumping out of the car as fast as I could, running quickly up the stairs. Something frightened me, although I couldn’t put my finger on what I thought I had seen. I was halfway up the stairs when I noticed Luke waiting for me at the top. I saw his smug look. I slowed my step. I wish I didn’t feel as though I were being watched the entire time. There was also a part of me that screamed not to show my fear by turning around and running. I convinced myself I was being ridiculous.
"Come on, I'll introduce you to my parents," Luke said, looking even more amused. He got a mocking imitation in response.
"So what do your parents do, are they like, international thieves, or what?" I asked. Finally, we were inside. I was speechless, looking at another even larger arched hallway leading to another grand staircase.
"No, they kind of work in government, but not really." I tried to glare at him, but went back to admiring the architecture. It reminded me of the ancient palaces I had studied in history class.
I noticed some men and women walking down the staircase. They were dressed in suits and long, fancy dresses as if they were going to a prom. When they saw, they gave us odd looks and whispered as they passed. I felt terribly out-of-place. Even Luke’s clothing almost appeared normal next to theirs. We started walking up the stairs. I really never liked stairs, and this was a long one.
The staircase was like nothing I had ever seen before. It seemed to go on forever. I had to squint to see the top, and from the top to the bottom there were many people talking, walking, and sitting. Everyone dressed in expensive looking clothing that wasn't so out-of-place when you considered how extravagant the mansion was. I started wondering if we had come to a school dance and his parents were the teachers here. I kept climbing and my legs started to burn. I could see Luke stopped on a small landing off the stairscase. I would have been very happy to sit and catch my breath, but seeing Luke look like he had little problem, but not winded or exhausted from the large flight we had just climbed reallly bugged me.
"Come on, my parents' office is just down this hall." Luke was pointing down a hallway off the landing. I followed.
"Your parents have an office in your home?" I am sure I was sarcastic.
"Yeah, they basically never really leave the house, unless, of course, they have to travel for occasional gatherings."
"Your parents never leave the house? What's wrong with them? Don't get me wrong, this is a nice house and all, but wouldn't being stuck here all the time drive anyone insane?" Luke laughed, seeming genuinely surprised at my questions.
"Not really, there is always a lot to do. I really don't go out that much either. When I meet you and your friends, it was the first time I had gone out for personal reasons, and not for doing major business. It was kind of like a vacation, while searching..." he said stopping in front of some double doors.
"What were you searching for?" I asked, a bit confused. He was acting like a man who had said too much.
"It isn't really important what I was searching for at this point. But, before I introduce you to my parents, could you just try to be a little more opened minded? I know it is not going to make any sense, but just try not to freak out too bad." Luke looked worried. His hand seemed to be hesitating on the doorknob.
"Man, you're really making me nervous! Is there something wrong with them, like, are they disfigured or have a crazy disease that makes them look, like, reptilian?" Again, Luke laughed nervously.
"A diseases that make people look like reptilians? Did you just make that up?" he was laughing, but it wasn’t reaching his eyes.
"I don't know if it is really a medical condition or not but I think I heard of it once, or something....” Luke pushed open the doors.
"Mom, Dad, I would like for you to meet my friend Max. Max, my parents.'" I was frozen with anticipation as the slowly turned around.
"As you can clearly see, my dear boy, we are definitely not reptilian people.”
Okay, here is the second chapter everyone, the next chapter will come out next sunday. Also for those that are reading along with The Chosen Son, i will not be updating today as im not feeling really good and havent had a chances to finsh the chapter which will be Jane POV, it will be up later this week.
Also i am in the works of getting my website up and running for all of you to vist and get information on relase dates, upcoming books, and links to where the published books are located.
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I convinced my parents to sell my baby sister to my best friend, it was for a good reason. Sequel to "I was Sold to My Dead Brother's Best Friend", i do recommend reading the first book before this, thought its not necessary it just is funner that...