Torn by Kelly Fisher Page A

car. I dropped Archer off at his bike and then
followed him back to his house. The only place I now felt any comfort at
anymore.
                We
pulled up as the sun began to rise in the eastern sky. He stopped me from going
into the house and we watched the sunrise on the crumbling porch of the old
house together.
                “Trying
to prove a point?” I asked thinking he was trying to disprove the myth of
vampires bursting into flame when the sun touched them.
                “No,
I’m trying to give you hope. A new day, a new beginning,” he said as he pulled
me close to him I instantly felt that sense of hope he was speaking of.

 
    Chapter
2

 
                Archer
led me through the kitchen then down to the basement with Pharaoh lagging
behind sniffing out his new environment.   I assumed the basement was going to be a cold cement block basement the
way most basements are but once we walked down the rickety wooden stairs I was
shocked to see an elaborate expansion to the small house above. I suddenly
realized that the small rusty tinned roof house was a deception and that this
basement if you could call it that was truly where they all lived. Basically it
was an underground mansion.
                Archer
showed me around, there was a huge living room complete with fireplace. I had
no idea how they had accomplished that feat, then again I was sure there were
plenty of things they could accomplish that I would never understand. We
continued on where he showed me the enormous kitchen that was equipped with
every appliance you could ever imagine.
                “So do
you guys eat?” I asked thinking it mighty frivolous to have such a huge kitchen
if they didn’t.
                “We
actually enjoy food quite a bit. Luckily we also have a high metabolism so we
can eat whatever we like.”
                “Jealous,”
I said and he smiled back at me. He pointed out the game room then Cutter and
Mystic’s bedroom as well as Darla and Jagger’s bedroom. Archer’s bedroom was
the last door at the end of the long hall. He glanced back at me again as I
still stared around at the large house within a house and was honestly a little
overwhelmed by it all.
                “You
ready?” He joked.
                “Uh,
sure,” I answered not quite sure what surprises I would find on the other side.
He slowly opened the door to a huge room bathed in black and royal blue. There
was a king sized bed set up in the middle of the room with the softest looking
comforter in the bluest hue I had ever seen. I instantly wanted to jump on it
and sink into a deep sleep. Looking at the bed made me immediately tired, I
yawned.
                “Sleepy?”
                “A
little,” I replied and yawned again.
                “I’d
say more than a little.”
                We
walked into his bedroom and he set my bags of clothes on a blue lounger in the
sitting area closest to the bedroom door. On the other side of the bed I
noticed a small bar complete with mini fridge and microwave.
                “Wow
you don’t ever have to leave your room if you don’t want too,” I said.
                “With
you here I may never have too,” he said and my heart flip-flopped in my chest.
I started to blush giving myself away although he didn’t call attention to it,
thankfully. He pointed at a door beside a huge plasma TV hung directly across
from the bed letting me know that was where the bathroom was located.
                “Mind
if I take a shower?”
                “Help
yourself. Whatever is mine is yours,” he said as he sat down on the bed kicking
his boots off then laying back on the bed using the remote to turn on the TV.
Pharaoh jumped up on the bed and lay at his feet. I found it to be a wonderful
image, everything felt right except for the