Nevengton Valley

2: Kylee

I rolled off my bed and hit my head on the cement wall of my Family's Manor, my phone had coincidentally landed right beside me. I looked at it and saw the date. August twelfth 2021...Sarah's sixteenth birthday, which you would think was amazing news but...not when you live in a city that has obscure rules like mine...thankfully Sarah had advised a plan to escape but I fell asleep and woke up at exactly the time we were supposed to meet. I punched the wall with enough force to split my knuckle right down the middle and the blood dripped onto the floor leaving a stain on the carpet. I face palmed "For fuck sake dude" I said to myself. I put on my headphones and started playing some old music humming along to the voices of talented artists from a timeline where people would actually have fun and be who they wanna be. As I listened, tears started streaming down my cheeks. I grabbed my pre rolled joint and put it to my lips. I struggled to light it but soon the tip sparked, as I inhaled the chemicals, my body hit the queen size bed my mother had bought for me. The memories of what could have been a childhood started to fill my mind, one particular moment in my past stuck with me...the day my brother committed suicide. One minute I was in 2021 the next I was back in 2018, in the back of a ambulance with my dying brother, if only I could know why he did it or even stop him from doing it, ever since he died my parents have been fighting and drinking and doing God knows what in the bedroom, I blinked and was back in my room, I screamed  throwing a old glass vase my grandmother gave to me when I was six at the wall, it shattered completely. I sat up against my bedframe and brought my head down to my knees and I somehow managed to let a little bit of the past three years out from inside of me. It hurt so much to let it all out because of how traumatizing the memories were. Sam was such an amazing brother, when Mom and Dad started shouting he was always there to bring me under his wing. He had fiery red hair and the bluest eyes I've ever seen, he was 6'3 and usually hung out with the jocks at school. He never understood his feelings, hell the way we grew up, neither did I, honestly I still don't understand. The day it happened was July 13th 2018 he had gotten into an argument with his girlfriend Serena, she was upset because he had fallen into drugs after grandma died. He was so upset that he took it out on her, Serena is a very sensitive person and breaks down at even the slightest tone change. She broke it off with him and left, the emotions got to much for Sam and he attempted suicide, if I had found him even a minute earlier maybe he wouldent have died. I took the picture of him out of my wallet and looked at it, I didn't want to do what I was planning but I grabbed a shovel and my phone and ran to Skinhollowton Cemetery but I saw Sarah a little bit through the trees, I screamed because she was just standing there I also saw some boy which I believed was Hunter he saw me so I ran all the way back to my house. When I got there I frowned and walked the opposite way. As I walked past the front door my Father grabbed me by my hair. He shoved the butt of my joint in my face and punched me knocking me down "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?" he screamed at me grabbing my arm and pushing me inside the house. I backed away up against the wall and covered my face with my hands which were trembling greatly. My body went into slight shock, just as my Father was about to hit me again my Mother stepped in front of me giving me time to slip away into my room. I slammed my door and started packing a bag of things as I was zipping it shut. I heard a siren. They only sound this siren when someone has left the city, it means escape was impossible if you were a normal person, however behind Nevengton Manor there was a forest. It was off limits yes but it had no tripwires or anything that could get you caught. I decided to think about something different, how Sarah seemed like she was hiding something, the way her hair was shorter and fluffier than it usually was, the eyeliner was now chaotic and not as GIRLY per say, The way she dressed in skin tight and baggy clothing how she hid her chest from the view of anyone. As I thought it came to me, she was actually a he, his hair was also not just black anymore it was blood red ,the sides black. He is adorable. I have always had a thing for this boy ever since we met at the big meeting of neighborhoods in 2015. He and I had an instant connection and got each other's contact info almost instantly after the meeting. This meeting was a sacred thing and occurred only once a decade. That was the only time we ever saw each other in person, at that time we were only ten, two years later he had a accident and had forgot all about it, six years later on his sixteenth birthday which was today he texted me and asked if I wanted to meet up with him, I said yes but because of what happened the previous night I passed out. The previous night my family threw a party for whatever reason I think there was no reason. It was going smoothly because I used the excuse of homework to get out of every situation, but shit hit the fan real quick when a person from my past knocked on my door pleading for a second chance. His name is Darwin, He is my Ex Boyfriend, why is he my Ex you may ask well, a year ago on my birthday February 12th 2019. He did something I can never forgive him for. He had cheated on me with his fuckin cousin of all people. He said the whole "It was just an accident" after those words escaped his sorry lips,  I yelled at him to get out but instead of leaving he hit me, then ran out crying like the little lowlife he is. Anyway I opened my door  and saw his face "Really dude what the fuck are you doing here?" he offered me a drink instead of answering my question so I said fuck it and got drunk. Little did I know he had laced the drink but thankfully I was smart and before it hit me, I had a bad feeling and kicked him off my property, went back to my room and passed out. As I thought I remembered something about this town's history that was from a book in my Fathers study. It said that this town was founded by someone different than what I was told, in the year 1549 a young lady was hiking the trails by what is now a railway, She was a very wealthy young lady with beautiful raven hair and green eyes, she was pregnant with triplets but she did not know, in her mind she was having a miscarriage, which she did. This caused her to lose two of her unborn, she nearly lost the third however before her son's birth she made a deal with a strange little old lady. This deal was, "Make me a town of workers and lend me your soul and I will spare your unborn child and make you even more wealthy, deal?" She agreed and the next twenty years did as she was told until her son Abraham harlington Lee went into her chambers when she was asleep and took out his sword using it to stab his mother in the heart breaking the old ladies promise causing her to curse the town so people wouldn't be allowed to leave ever. Abraham rose to power, but a generation later the Lee family was overthrown by the Nevengton family and was forgotten about. Now the Lee family owns one side of the town and my family owns the other. I stayed up all night researching Nevengton Valley and the people in it. One story I found was about a boy who was walking the streets in need of a place to stay. As he was searching, a strange lady appeared and asked him to come with her. She took him into a rotting wooden cabin that was locked from the outside. She said she had to grab something from the shed so he sat down on the floor with his legs crossed and his palms folded. The lady left the cabin and locked him inside and left him there, the story finishes there with nothing else. I sighed wanting to know what had happened to this boy. Maybe one day I'll find out. The next day I went down to the kitchen. I grabbed the kettle to make coffee. My parents left sometime in the middle of the night while I was snooping through my dear ol Fathers shit. The smell of the coffee was just enough to wake me up, before I could even think about lighting my morning cigarette the kettle hissed. I grabbed a mug from the cupboard, poured the coffee into it, grabbed the mug and walked to the living room sitting on the couch. I turned on the TV and a news headline popped up saying [BREAKING NEWS: NEVENGTON VALLEY CURFEW MOVED FROM SIX O'CLOCK TO FOUR O'CLOCK]  "Well shit..."  I said with an annoyed tone. Suddenly there was a knock at my door "What the hell?" it was Sarah