Kallos (Kallos Series) - By Khelsey Jackson Page 0,18

the secrets she has ever has. Or could the bad boy, Sean, be her one and only? The one who can make her blood boil? She moans. She knows what she has to do today. Kallos is scared. All of a sudden she has a sharp pain in her stomach. Dropping to her knees she screams in agony at the stabbing pain in her abdomen as if something is being forcefully shoved through. The door slamming against the bedroom wall.

“Kallos!” She hears her mom scream. “James!” She doesn’t want to have her dad to see her naked. It looks like she doesn't have much choice. She can feel the vibrations of her father running through the house. “Help her! I think it’s time!” Her mom says as she is crying. The pain isn’t getting any better; it seems to be getting worst.

“Sweetie, do you need my help?” Her dad asks.

“Yeah, can you hand me a towel?” She can hear the cabinet opening and someone reaches in to turn off the water. When she looks up, she can see a towel. She pulls herself up with the railing and grabs the towel someone is offering her. The pain is still there, but now it is a dull pain. Her dad’s hand is there to steady her, so she takes it. His other hand goes to her back for support. “Thank you.” She looks up to meet his eyes, and he nods then smiles at her. She glances at her mom; her ashen shade makes it obvious she is petrified. Kallos’ heart breaks for her mom, with down turned eyes her mom hands her a navy blue towel to dry off with. “Mom, I’m fine.” Her dad is still holding on to her as they walk past her to Kallos' room. Her mom follows behind them.

“Pancakes are ready downstairs.” Her mom says and walks past them to go down the stairs. Kallos can feel the tears forming in her eyes. She has to blink rapidly so they wouldn’t fall. As her dad walks her to her bed, she looks at him.

“Does Mom hate me?” He looks down at her and shakes his head.

“No, Sweetie. You just scared her, that’s all. She can never hate you. You know, you don’t have to go to school today.”

“No, I need to go. I’ll be down in a bit.” He nods at her and heads to the door. He stops, but doesn’t turn around. “I love you, Kallos.” Then he shuts the door behind him.

As soon as she hears the door shut, she starts to cry. Just yesterday, they were all happy, and now they can barely look at her. She wipes her tears away and goes to her dresser. She finds her favorite long sleeved, light pink shirt and her tight, black pants. She goes to her closet and grabs her short black boots. If she has to be kissing two tall boys, she is going to need some height. Oh man, she has never kissed a guy and now she's supposed to kiss two. She is trying not to think about that; the only thing she can think of is the smell of food. She heads downstairs and into the kitchen. She can see her mother’s back. She is doing the morning dishes. Kallos glances at the table and can see chocolate chip pancakes. Her mouth starts to water; they are her favorite. She must have made a noise because her mom spins around to face her. She gives her a half smile, and Kallos feels her heart starting to break.

“Here’s your breakfast.” Mom hands her a plate with three pancakes and two over easy eggs.

“Thank you, Mom.” She smiles at her and takes the food. She sits at the table and starts to take a bite when the pain returns. She is trying not to scream, so she gasps and her mom looks at her. She can see so much worry on her mom’s face.

“Kallos, are you okay?” She thinks she hears her mom say. With the pain comes a pounding in her head; it is hard to think of anything. “Sweetie?” Kallos tries to smile and nods her head. That just makes the pounding increase. “Good. Here’s your milk.” She hands Kallos a very tall glass of the ice cold liquid.

“Thanks Mom.” Her mom grins down at Kallos and then starts to clean up. Kallos can only eat one pancake because she is still in pain. She can tell by the look