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Keela

a Slater Brothers novella

Copyright © 2015 by L.A. Casey

Cover Design: Mayhem Cover Creations

Literary Editor: Gypsy Heart Editing

Formatter: JT Formatting

ISBN: 978-0-9929849-5-3

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Title Page

Dedication

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

KANE - Chapter One

Acknowledgements

About the Author

Other Titles

Nanny,

I miss you. I miss you terribly. It’s been fourteen days since you left us, and I still can’t accept that you aren’t here anymore. I’m still expecting my ma to ring and tell me to get ready because we’re going up to the hospital to see you. In a way I like thinking that, I like thinking you’re up in the hospital because that would mean you’re still here, even though deep down I know you’re gone on to a better place. While I’m sad you’re no longer here, I’m so happy you’re out of pain and at peace. I’m so unbelievably happy you’re at peace. God knows I am. You’re up in the land above with Granda, Jason, Auntie Kay, and Tanya. God must not know what to do with himself with you lot up there together. I can only imagine the mischief you all get up to! LOL.

I watch the videos I took of you in the hospital every day just to see you and hear your voice. I cry laughing at them, you had us all in tears of laughter that night from the things you were saying. I’m so glad I recorded it, I would forget half the things you said otherwise. It makes me feel better to watch those videos, to remember the good times. To be honest, I thought I would be fine once you passed on. I was so sure I would be happy you’re finally resting, and I am, but I’m not at the same time. I just miss you. I can’t even talk to anyone about it because I don’t want to upset them because they love and miss you just as much as I do. It’s all a process, I know that. It will take getting used to, you being gone. It just sucks.

I know you’re with me though. You’re my number one supporter when it comes to my writing. You told everyone about my books, and you didn’t care if they were interested or not, you still told them all about my career so far and about all the signings and places I’ve been to, and places I’m going. You’re proud of me, you told me so and it was honestly the best thing you could have ever said to me. I’m now living by what you told me, you told me to go for it, and I am. I promise you I’ll go for every opportunity presented to me and grab it with both hands.

It is an absolute pleasure to call you my nanny. I don’t think grandmothers come better than you. You’re one of a kind, and I just want you to know that you’re deeply loved and I will never forget you. Not ever. You know I dedicated Frozen to you, you loved that, but it feels right to dedicate Keela to you too, even though you would lose your mind if you got to read what was on the pages of a Slater Brothers book. LOL.

I’ll love you forever.

This isn’t goodbye, it’s I’ll see you later <3

“Keela... Help me.”

I opened my eyes and sat upright from my laid down position. I wasn't in my bedroom, or even in my apartment. I was somewhere I had been before, but I couldn't identify where. It was a collection of hallways with a number of closed doors.

Fear gripped me, and I began to breathe hard as I stood up.

“Keela?”

The voice was in my ear urging me for help, begging me with each faint breath. It caused my heart to speed up. I spun around in a circle to see who needed me, but found no source of the voice.

“Where are you?” I shouted.

I heard a male cry out, and it frightened me. I knew that cry, but I couldn't think of who it belonged to. My mind was a cloud of confusion.

I started to run through the darkened hallways. I turned left then right then left again as I zoomed down the hallways in search of the person calling out for me. Each hallway wall was identical to the next, and I wasn't sure if I took a wrong turn and was somehow back to where I was when I opened my eyes. Everything was horrifyingly similar to me. I knew I walked these hallways before, but I couldn't remember when or why.

I screeched when the cream coloured hallway walls surrounding me began to change colour. I tilted my head to the side and watched as blood trails appeared on the walls in the form of human handprints. It looked like someone had placed their bloody hand on the wall and leisurely walked down the hallway smearing the deep red liquid along the way.

I screamed with fright and began to run again.

“Keela?” the voice from before shouted out.

It came from every direction like there was surround sound in the hallway.

“Who are you?” I screamed in dismay. “Where are you?”

Suddenly everything went deathly silent.

The only sound I could pick up on was that of my own hasty breathing.

I stopped moving and listened.

After a few moments of absolute silence, I heard a lock click. The sound sent vibrations through the floor under my feet, and for a moment I thought I would fall over with the force of it. The vibrations stopped as quickly as they started, and I managed to regain my balance. The creak and whine of a door being opened filled my ears seconds later and I whirled around to see who or what was behind it. I squinted my eyes when a door down the end of the hallway opened wide, but all I could see inside was darkness.

“Wh-who's there?” I called out, my voice aquiver.