Broken (The Siren Series #1) (2 page)

I followed the girls as we exited the
building and into the warm June sunlight. The fresh air whipped
around me in playful blows. It felt good against my skin, cooling
and refreshing me at the same time. We walked out of the school
grounds in awkward silence. I stood by the school gates ready to
say goodbye.

“
Do you want us to walk you home
Ellie?” asked Lilly.

“
No thanks, it’s only ten minutes away,
I’ll be fine.” I replied.

“
Are you sure?” Becky asked.

“
Yeah, I’ll be fine. I’ll speak to you
tonight.” I answered.

I turned my back on my friends, and I began
to walk home. My girls were always there for me. I don’t know what
I would do without them. They always knew what to do and how to it,
Becky and Lilly were all I had. Well except my Dad, (crap). I am
going to be really late getting home. He worries about me at
lot.

I quickly picked up my speed when something
caught my eye. I felt the hairs on the back on my neck raise and my
whole body shivered as if a sharp wind rippled through me. My mind
was shouting at me, telling me not to look, but it felt as if a
stranger was controlling my body. I slowly begun to turn around and
I expected something really bad to happen, but what I saw was more
breath taking then anything. A beautiful woman stood in front of me
with a gentle smile.

The woman was beautifully stunning. She had
long red flaming hair that flowed in waves down to her breasts. The
woman’s eyes were a bright fiery red and they were aimed right at
me. She walked towards me, closing the short gap, one step at a
time. My mind was frozen, as well as my body. It was like I had
turned to stone on the spot. As soon as she got within arm’s reach
she smiled the most heartwarming smile, showing a set of white
teeth. I just stood there looking at her. Staring, like an idiot.
Her face looked like it was carved from smooth stone. There were no
blemishes, no uneven skin tone, just her beauty. Her dark rouge
lips had the perfect cupid’s arrow I’ve ever seen. This woman
looked like she was created from the gods themselves.

“
Ellie?” She asked.

I was taken aback when she spoke my name. Her
voice was smooth like melted chocolate so soft and alluring.

I gathered myself and said “yes, that’s
me.”

The woman gave another angelic smile. “You’ve
grown so much.” She said.

I immediately took a few steps back which she
noticed. I did not know who this woman was.

“
There’s no need to be afraid Ellie,’’
she gave a slight giggle” I’m sorry if I’m scaring you.” Her smile
died and a serious looked took its place.

“
Who are you?” I said. I noticed that
my voice was not steady as it should have been.

“
My name is not important right now.”
she replied. I could listen to her voice all day.

I began to find my own voice. “Then I think
we’re done here.” I said.

I was about to turn and walk away when she
called out my name again with her seductive voice “Ellie, be
careful please.”

I continued to walk away from the beautiful
woman, ignoring her words and headed quickly home.

When I saw my house I nearly ran to the door
but decided against it. My house was not big or fancy but it was
ideal for me and my Dad, it was kinda’ small but that’s what I
liked about it. It was just the two of us since my Mother died when
I was young. Our house was in fact quite plain except the beautiful
rose designs on the glass windows and the door, the roof was tiled
in a dull gray color, some of the roofing slates were either
missing or were badly discolored. I crept by the window and peaked
in and saw my dad sitting there with a cup of his favorite drink,
tea. Seeing him put a huge smile on my face.

I opened the front door to see my Dad staring
at me. Uh oh I forgot that I was late getting home.

“
And where have you been?” he asked.
His tone wasn’t angry but very concerned.

My dad gets worried about me very easily. “Me
and the girls lost track of time that’s all.” I lied.

My Dad wasn’t stupid at all and he’d know if
I was lying. But he’s one of them Dads that never push, he’s the
best.

“
Is that true?” he started to stare at
me while sitting in his chair. I did not dare move.

“
Don’t do it again” he
asked.

“
I won’t Dad.” I replied. He went back
drinking his tea and reading something in the paper.

I left my Dad in the living room while I ran
up stairs and threw my bag in my room and changed into my oversized
lazy clothes I wiped some of my make-up of with a wet wipe. (I
wasn’t going anywhere else today anyway) I grabbed a quick snack
from the fridge and sat lazily on the sofa watching TV.

“
Are you watching anything?” I asked
him.

“
Watch what you want.” he replied
without moving his head from his paper.

I scanned through the boring channels,
cooking shows and poorly acting soap operas with crappy plot lines
flew across the screen. I finally settled for an action TV series
that I only just caught the end of. My Dad put down the paper and
entered the kitchen. A familiar smell sneaked its way towards me
that I knew very well. I inhaled deeply. The yummy smell of garlic
and basil shot towards me. Dad was making my favorite food,
spaghetti and his famous (well not really famous) tomato sauce that
I loved. Italian food was my favorite. I have always enjoyed it
since I was a little girl.

“
Smells good.” I said.

“
Yeah I was in the mood for spaghetti,
and I know it’s your favorite.” He called out.

“
When’s it ready?” I impatiently
asked.

“
It’s nearly ready just a few more
minutes,” he replied “so how was school then?”

My heart skipped a beat. “Yeah same as
always.” I said nonchalantly.

I expected him to say something else, or to
ask more question, but luckily, he didn’t. I could hear plates
being taken out and utensils making annoying sharp sounds.

I felt guilty, so I got up and went into the
kitchen to lend a helping hand. I took the knives and forks from my
Dad and placed them onto the small kitchen table while he strained
the spaghetti. I helped myself to the grated cheese in the fridge
and placed it in the middle of the table. I pulled back the wooden
chair and sat at the table waiting. The delicious smells toyed with
me while I sat. He dished the spaghetti onto two plates and topped
it off with the garlic and basil tomato sauce. In less than a
minute of it being in front of me, I forked mouthfuls of spaghetti
straight into my mouth. Dad sat across the kitchen table from me
enjoying his meal. I was about to eat another mouthful when I
noticed that the kitchen was very quiet. Normally the TV would be
playing loud in the other room or Dad would be talking (or more
likely blabbing about something), but there was silence and it was
weird.

I broke the uncomfortable silence. “Dad?” He
looked up from his plate to meet my eyes. “I met a woman outside
school today.” I decided to tell him about the creepy, yet,
beautiful woman.

He continued to listen. “She was an older
woman and I’ve never seen her before in my life.”

Slowly I watched my Dad as he placed his fork
to the side.

“
Tell me a bit about her.” he
asked.

“
Um ok, she had long red hair, very
attractive, older than me, and she said that she knows me.” I
answered. “She was beautiful Dad.”

“
Hm” he mumbled. “I’ve never known
anyone like that, but If you ever see this woman again, please tell
me.” he asked.

I was a bit confused but I agreed. “Ok, but I
don’t think I’ll see her again.” but deep down I knew somehow I
would.

“
Is the first time you’ve seen her?” he
asked.

“
Uh huh.” I replied.

“
Was that the reason why you were
late?”

“
Yes and no. But Dad, if I see her
again I will tell you ok.” I said reassuring him.

I scraped around my plate to finish the last
few bites. With an empty plate, I took it over to the sink.

My Dad leaned to one side in his chair
for his all time favorite, his forehead kiss. I kissed his forehead
to say thank you. (You’re never too old to give your Dad a quick
kiss, so don’t judge). I headed upstairs to my bedroom and grabbed
my laptop from my bedside table. The girls are
usually online at this time, and I needed to tell them
about that woman. Why did I have such a crappy day today. I doubled
clicked on the laptops mouse pad, and I waited for one of them to
pick up. Within
a few seconds my two best friends were
on the screen side by side.

“
Hi girls.” I said first

“
You alright Ellie?” asked
Lilly.

I repositioned my screen so they could see me
better. Lilly was looking at some papers and Becky was in the
middle of curling her hair.

“
Yeah I’m fine, but my Dad noticed
something was up when I walked straight through the door.” I
said.

“
God, he must have something like sixth
sense or something,” Becky said while trying not to burn her
fingers. “Did he say anything?”

“
Well, not really he just gave
me
that
look.” I
replied.

“
Oh.” added Lilly.

“
Yeah my Dad gives me that look all the
time.” said Becky.

“
Is there something else you’re not
telling us? You seem a little quite tonight and a bit
agitated.”

“
Ah crap was I really that easy to
read” I asked.

“
Yes” they both said
together.

“
It’s totally obvious Ellie” said
Becky.

I bit my lip to try to not look guilty. I
couldn’t keep anything from these girls.

I gave a deep sigh. “Fine, when I was on my
way home I bumped into this woman, and she was a beautiful looking
woman, and I’m talking top model beauty. She said that she

knows me but I’ve never seen this woman in my
life and I told my Dad about her, but he didn’t know her
either.”

“
Did she hurt you?” asked
Becky.

“
No she didn’t. She just stood there
talking, but I really didn’t say anything, I was kinda’ star
struck.” I replied.

“
Good, as least she didn’t hurt you.”
said Lilly.

Becky and Lilly started chatting amongst
themselves. I was watching them talking, but at the same time I
wasn’t. I sat there staring into nothingness, ignoring everything
around me. I could hear something calling to me. I couldn’t really
make it out. Slowly more voices piled on top of each other, making
the voices unbearable. I placed my hands over my ears tightly to
try and drown the noise. The loud voices called out my name many
times, but I tried to ignore them.

“
Stop, stop it.” I screamed.

Slowly it started to fade away and a clear
voice that I knew came calling out to me. It was my Dad, he was
calling my name. The room around me came into focus and I was lying
on the floor, arms and legs fully tucked up to my chest.

I lifted my head to see his worried face
staring intensely at me. He bent down and scooped me up from the
floor and carried me onto the bed. As soon as I tried to relax a
sharp searing pain shot through my head, burning like fire. I tried
my best to hide the pain.

“
Are you alright Ellie?” he quickly
asked.

“
Yeah I-I’m fine” I lied through
gritted teeth.

My mouth started to feel dry and I didn’t
have the energy to speak anymore.

“
What happened?” He asked.

I turned my head to one side to notice that
the girls were still watching me on the laptop. Their eyes were
wide open and full of horror. My Dad noticed the laptop, he walked
over and said his quick goodbyes and switched it off.

“
Ellie, are you going to tell me what
happened or do we have go to the hospital?” he asked
again.

I cleared my dry throat.

“
I don’t know. I was talking to the
girls and I felt this pain in my head and that was it,” I said “how
long was I out for?”

“
Not long, I heard a bang from your
bedroom and when I looked in you were lying on the floor.” he said.
“You scared the life out of me when I saw you curled
up.”

“
I fell? I didn’t feel it,” I winced
when I tried to sit up. “Oh, I’m going to feel that in the morning”
I said. “I’m fine though Dad.”

“
Ok I think you need an early night, if
something like this happens again you need to tell me right away.
Understand?” he finished.

“
Yes.” I answered him.

“
Goodnight.” He kissed me on the
forehead and closed the door behind him.

I slowly climbed out and undressed, ready for
bed. I took off my pajama bottoms and got back into bed. What was
that about? Was I ill or maybe going crazy? Did I just have a
breakdown? How the hell would I know? Anyway time for sleep. I
tried to get into comfortable position but couldn’t’. Something was
bothering me.

Today was one hell of a day and it pissed me
off that crap like this was happening to me, and that weird woman
didn’t’ help at all. Who was she? Maybe she’s an escaped mental
patient but what about the stuff she was saying to me? If I ever
see her again I’ll have to be very careful.