Wolvesbane: Chapter 2

[TheDarkPrince]

Chapter 2
Part 1

I got back at five that afternoon, my head still spinning with what I had found out. I was in half a mind to tell my Dad about Number 39 Mahogany Drive when he got back from work, but in the end I decided against it. I didn't want to get Adrian into trouble with the police, and anyway, I had no hard evidece yet that he or the house had anything to do with the murders. I figured the best thing to do would be just to stay out of it. I spent a while trying to distract myself on the PS2, but my mind wastoo full of thoughts about Number 39 to concentrate. feter I had died a fifth time, I gave up and went upstairs. I spent some time on the internet, looking up news sites and trying to find out something new about the murders, but nation-wide newspapers and TV channels, none of whom had looked into the murders in any detail, ran all of the sites. All the same, i kept searching for an hour or so until; "Hi, Paul!" i groaned. Sophie. The red hair and freckles were on me in a flash. My sister is the reason I look forward to leaving home. Every day she torments me. The next half-hour was spent in a concentrated outburst of sibling rivalry, culminating, as per usual, with Sophie in tears and me frantically trying to shut her up lest Mum heard.

At dinner that night, Mum had an announcement to make. "We're all going to Tom Grest's funeral," she said. Her eyes were still red rimmed from crying earlier. I didn't say anything, but groaned. I had heard earlier that week that the funeral was on a Wednesday. I was behind enough on homework as it was, and in any case, I hated formal occasions. I can be defined by the word "casual." The smartest thing I have ever worn in my life is my school uniform. By my standards, dressing smartly means putting on trousers that aren't jeans and a shirt with buttons on it. several years ago I had gone to my aunt's wedding and I had been expected to wear a kilt. The horror. When I had gone with Mum to the shop to try it on, i had caused a scene by refusing to look in any of the changing room mirrors. Mum dragged me out of the shop in a towering temper. Since then I have been a little more accepting about smart clothes, but I still don't even remotely like them. Mum seemed to hear my groan, and turned to look at me. "Yes, Paul, that means you'll be wearing a suit," she said exasperatedly. "I was on the phone to Devena today, and she says it would be better if the whole family came. So we'll be getting clothes on Monday." She looked at me with a "don't push it" expression on her face. "Fine by me," I sais offhandedly. I might have argued, but I had just realised there was a reason for me to be at that funeral. I had tried the internet, and that hadn't worked. This could be a fine oppertunity for me to dig something up about Number 39.

[TheDarkPrince]

Part 2

The next three days played out entirely normally, and befor I knew it I was headed towards the graveyard in St. Vigeans, a small hamlet on the outskirts of Lossiemouth and, as promised, I was in a suit that felt as if it was made of cardboard. When we reached the church, my Mum met Devena Grest and a lot of tears were shed and hugs exchanged, while I stood awkwardly on the sidelines, unsure how to react. I know I should have felt sad at a funeral, but honest to God I couldn't feel sorry for a man I had never met nor seen. The service was exactly how I had imagined it - dreary beyond belief. I took in almost none of what the minister was saying about what a great and good man Tom Grest had been. I was just wondering dimly how ironic it was that such a great and good man would die while walking home from a pub at midnight, when something caught my eye. Two rows in front of me on my left, Adrian was sitting listening to the minister's speech, and as I watched, I could have sworn I saw his lips moving. I had no idea what he was doing there but I was pretty sure that Adrian was no family friend of the Grests. And there was another strange thing. Wherever I looked in the hall, I couldn't see Adrian's parents. If I am certain of one fact in life, it is that thirteen-year old boys do not come to funerals without their parents to drag them there, especially boys as withdrawn as Adrian had ben for the last few months. I spent the rest of the service in deep thought. I had seen Adrian enter the house next to where Tom Grest had been killed. Three days later I see him at the same dead man's funeral with no parents, no explanation and after not talking to anyone for the past two months! In fact, I realised (my stomach gave a nasty jolt at this thought), if I could count, I was sure that I could trace Adrian's weird attitude changeback to roughly when the killings started! I prayed this didn't mean what I thought it meant.

i was silent the whole journey home; even when Sophie tried to dish out her usual annoyingness which usually gets to me. "What's up with you, Paul?" my Dad asked when we got home. "You haven't said a word for hours."
"Nothing serious, I guess I'm in mourning," I said sarcastically.
"Don't say things like that!" Mum said sharply, causing us all to stare at her. "It's nothing to laugh about! You should have a bit more respect for a man who only died four days ago. Tom Grest was a good man. Don't poke fun at him dying..." Her voice broke off at that and she covered her face. We could all tell that she was crying, leaving me feeling more than a little guilty. When i look back on it, I wish I had paid more attention to her. I was doomed to find out a lot more about death in the years to come. As it was, I just tuned out like I always did when my Mum went on a rant. I spent the rest of the day avoiding everyone, trying to figure out what I had discovered. By the end of the day I had come to a decision. I had seen enough. It was time to check out Number 39 Mahogany Drive.

End of Chapter 2.

[~*Hieislove*~]

Wow that was a very lovely chapter Nice work

[jstarbob]

nice job prince! ;D
Cant wait for chapter 3

[TheDarkPrince]

Thx. The pace will start to pick up after chapter 3.

[jstarbob]

sweet

[BlackCoven]

This is a great story so far, I am wondering the reason for posting your parts in different postings. If you can fit it into one post, please do and seperate them with your titles. The only reason for sperate posts like that would be if you didn't have the room.
Anyway, keep up the good work, I look forward to your next chapter.

[SnakeFire]

Nice chapter. I like how it shows Paul's character... ;D

[TheDarkPrince]

^ :oIt does? Man, I was worried I wasn't developing him enough. Thx for the feedback guys.

[Trunksangel79]

Very Good chapter.I can't wait to read Chapter3. ;D