Читать книгу Taken (Book #2 of the Vampire Legends) - Emma Knight - Страница 10

Chapter Five

Rachel stormed into her house and up to her bedroom. She couldn’t believe what had happened at school today; not in her wildest dreams did she think her day would turn out that badly.

Rachel took out her diary and began to write. She knew it was the only thing that would ease her mind and calm her nerves. She didn’t know what else to do.

A tear came streaming down her face and landed on the cover of her diary. She brushed it off, but it left a small wet stain on the front. As she opened the lock with the key she wore around her neck, she heard footsteps coming towards her room. They grew louder and louder, and Rachel got tense. She couldn’t imagine who could be storming down the hallway at 3:30pm. She thought nobody was home. She knew it couldn’t be her father; he never came home before 6pm. Ever.

“Rachel, you get out here this minute,” her dad’s voice came shouting through the door.

Rachel quivered and leapt to her feet. She couldn’t imagine what this was about and she had never heard her dad use such a forceful tone.

“What?” Rachel yelled through the door.

“You better get yourself down to the kitchen, young lady, and fast,” her father repeated. “Your mother and I are waiting.”

Rachel got scared. She locked her diary up, threw it in her desk drawer and swung open her bedroom door. She quickly walked downstairs, not knowing what would happen to her once she saw her mom and dad. Rachel peeked her head into the kitchen where she heard her parents whispering and hoped to catch a glimpse of them before she entered the room, but they had spotted her. Rachel stood there like a deer in the headlights.

As Rachel crept into the kitchen, her parents just stood there, looking at her and waiting. Rachel looked back at them, and then saw her father look down towards the kitchen table. Rachel followed his gaze as her eyes spotted it. She couldn’t believe what was happening – or rather, what was about to happen.

There it was, the Westchester Daily News, right in front of her eyes. Rachel began to sweat; she could feel her body fill with regret as she stood there waiting to hear what her parents had to say about this one. Rachel couldn’t help but wonder why she was getting herself into so much trouble these days, and why she was always at the wrong place at the wrong time.