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Balancing Two Lives

Novel By: EmoGothVampGurl
Young adult

Anna Bay Clarance just wants to be a normal girl but unfortunately she can't. Why? Because she has no family, lives nowhere, oh and has black wings. For her entire life she has been used in a secret lab and tested on. She was injected to grow wings when she was an infant and when she grew her wings her hair permanently turned blue along with her eyes. She got away and now is trying to live a normal life as possible. She's only 14 and wants to make friends, but that's hard when you've never been outside of a freezing cold experimental lab.

Anna has to fight everyday of her life and hide from the scientists that are looking for her. She escaped when she was only 10 and it's been 4 years. Now the scientists have found her and she's been genetically designed to fight well, but not without the help of her new friends. Her first friend ever named Krystal lets her live with her, but is Anna gonna be safe when Krystal's dad is a rapist? What will happen to Anna and Krystal? View table of contents...


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Submitted:Aug 2, 2011    Reads: 55    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Chapter 4

After breakfast I walked upstairs to Krystal's room and she walked in behind me. I sat on her bed and it was so comfortable. It smelles like a cherry blossom tree. Krystal pulled out some clothes and went to her bathroom. When she came out she was wearing a pinkshirt with purple hearts and white shorts. She had the night shirt in one hand and tossed it in a tall weaved basket. She went back to her closet and pulled out some more clothes.

"Here," Krystal handed me a blue shirt with buttons at the top and black shorts, "wait."

Krystal went to her oak made dresser and pulled me out some underwear. She handed me something else but I didn't know what it was. Krystal told me to stand up and I did. She pulled the sheet dress over my head and held the unknown object to my breasts. She out it on me and looked at me. It felt a little small on me, and very uncomfortable.I put the underwear on and the shorts.

"It's a little small, what is this?," I asked.

"It's a bra," she laughed, "You've never worn one?"

"Nope," I shook my head.

"Well it's a little small on you but we'll get you the right size," she smiled handing me the shirt.

"No," I took the bra off and pulled the shirt over my head.

"Why?," Krystal looked confused.

"It hurts my wings," I said letting them twitch a little under the shirt.

"Oh," she frowned.

"Yeah," I pouted.

"Well no matter, it's normal not to wear one," Krystal grabbed my hand and dragged me downstairs.

We were downstairs already when Megan came down wearing a beautiful sundress. It was green with white polkadots all over. I smiled cause I thought she looked beautiful. She looked at me and frowned. I guess because I wasn't wearing a bra.

"Krystal why didn't you let Anna borrow one of your bra?," Megan asked.

"Because it hurts my wings," I said.

"Oh, I'm so sorry sweetie," Megan came up to me and gave me a hug.

"It's fine," I smiled.

We walked outside and got in Megan's car. I got in the back seat and sat there and clicked the seat belt. The car smelled fresh and new. I sat back and slid down a little scared of a car crash. I've seen people die in car crashes.In the air I feel so much safer.

"Relax Anna my mom's a great driver," Krystal smiled.

I relaxed a little, but my nails were digging into the seats. When the car stopped I opened my eyes and we were some place I've never been. I got out the car and looked around. Lots of cars and people were here. On the outside the building looked normal. What was so special about it? Krystal took my hand and walked me in. There were a bunch of stores inside. I smiled and laughed.

"Ready?," Krystal smiled.

I nodded. The first store we went into was a shoe shop. I was wearing a black pair of Krystal's flip-flops. It was the middle of fall and getting colder each day. I had to getmy foot measured first. I was a seven. Kinda small if I say so. I tried on a pair of nike red and black high tops. They fit but were a little on the big side. I tried on a pair of 2-inch heals that cross strapped up to my upper calf. TheyThey were very pretty, but where would II wear them? It's not like I'm having a birthday party.

If you're wondering when my birthday is the scientists told me October 31st. Halloween. That was my favorite holiday when I was in the LAB. They let me relax that day and have candy. No other day was I aloud to relax, just experiment after experiment.

"These are very pretty, but where would I wear them to?," I asked.

"You'll see later," Megan said.

I had to try walking in them and stumbled a few times. I got one one last pair of shoes and they were ballet flats. They were adorable. They fit like a glove and felt really comforrtable. They were black with a purple heart on the side. I only got those three. None of the others I really liked. Krystal got way more shoes than me. About eight pairs. I laughed at her and we put it all on Megan's credit card. Whatever that is. Krystal carried her shoes and I carried my one bag.

Megan went up to a pretzel stand and a guy was running it. He gave us three pretzels and one long churro. What is that? Krystal took a bit of the churro and handed it to me.

"Go ahead it's good," the man said.

I took a bite and it was good. I laughed and turned to the man.

"One more please," I said.

He laughed and handed it to me.

"No charge," he smiled.

His smile looked a little evil. I was having to much fun to care. I ate my pretzel than we walked into another store. It was called Boscov's. It smelled like old lady and purfume mixed together. I felt something was wrong and asked Megan to take me to the bathroom. Krystal walked in with her mom following.

"What's wrong?," Megan asked.

"My wings have never been in for this long," I said taking off the shirt.

Megan made sure no one was coming and I opened up my wings all the way. They were a good 13 feet in wing spand. I sighed because it felt so good for them to be out. Krystal came up and dusted off my wings. I tensed because it felt a little weird, but then it felt good.

"Anna your wings are gorgeous," Krystal said.

"Thank you," I blushed.

"They are," Megan came up to me and gently touched them.

The door opened and the man from the pretzel stand came in. I tucked my wings away and looked at him. He was staring at my breasts. I took the shirt and put it back on. He had a blow tube in one hand. He was a hunter. I knew something was definately strange about him.

"Now I've seen everything," he smiled.

"Perv," Megan said.

"Let's go Anna," he gestured towards me.

"How do you even know me?," I asked.

"Don't you recognize me Anna?," he smiled clenching the blow tube.

I looked at him really hard and I do remember him.


"Wake up Anna," that same voice penetrated my head.

I sat up on the cold hard floor. It was Ian. The scientist I hated the most of all. He didn't just experiment on me he actually tortured me. Made me do the most horrible things ever. Drinking something everytime I woke up. It was discusting and made the eyelids of my eyes turn purple.

"Come on it's your favorite morning drink," he wickedly smiled.

I didn't even drink it and vomitted all over the floor. Ian came up to me and picked me up by my hair. He poured thegreendrink down my throat and made me swallow it.


I stared at the Ian before me. He hasn't changed at all. He locked tthe bathroom door and came up to me. Megan and Krystal backed away.

"Ian," I said as he grabbed my throat.

"Hello my little Anna," he whisperedin my ear, "you haven't had your morning drink in so long but good thing I brought yousome."

He grabbed my hair and pulled out aplatic upwith the green stuff in it. He forced it down my throat and it almost made me gag. He pushed me down and laughed.

"Leave my friend alone!," Krystal screamed running at Ian.

Ian instantly grabbed Krystal's throat and picked her up. She was loosing air.

"Put my daugther down!," Megan shouted.

Ian threw Krystal and Megan caught her falling to the ground. I stood up and tried punching Ian buthe caught my fist.

"Can't you tell that I've changed some Anna?," he laughed, "I've tested some of your experiments on myself and they work excellent."

A knock came at the door and a deep voice began to talk.

"You in their?," the voice asked.

"Yeah," Ian twisted my arm behind my back and I fell to my knees.

Ian unlocked the door and another man came in. He had a scar on the left side of his face.

"Hey Anna," the voice said.

"Hi dad," I looked up threw my blue hair.

"Dad?!," Krystal shouted, "you told me you never met your parents!"

"I lied," I looked at the ground.

"Why?," Krystal asked.

"Because my dad is the scientist who killed my mom in an experiment right after I was born," I began to tear.

"That's right," my dad said, "and I should've killed you to."

"Enough talk let's get sweet Anna and her friends here back to the LAB," Ian said.

My father walked past me towards Krystal and Megan.

"No!," I shouted getting out of Ian grip.

I kicked him into a sink and it broke and water was everywhere. I jumped on my dad's back and he quickly flipped me on my back.

"You just don't know when to give up do you?," he said, "Just like your stupid mother."

I rushed him in a blur and knocked him on his back. He groaned and then I felt something sharp hit my back. I reached behind and felt around. It was a dart. I looked at Krystal and Megan and they were already sleep with darts in their necks. Everything began to spin and my eyes were growing heavy. My dad stood up and laughed at me. He punched my face and my mouth began to bleed. So did my nose.

The last thing I remember was Ian tying up my two friends that were like family to me. I saw my dad's evil smile before the darkness of sleep consumed me.


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