Author's note: My first writing work...well aside from screenplays. This is the first chapter of Nature of the Experiments. I'm not really sure if it's finished or not, hopefully you lot can help me decide. I tried to sound very Americanized, very New Jersey. Tell me how you like it and please leave constructive feedback. I wrote this very quickly so that I had something to post but I'll elaborate more later when I proof it myself. Thank you, your feedback is much appreciated.
Marigold looked around, not knowing exactly what to expect. Everything was normal, just as she had left it all those weeks ago. Nothing changed.
But her world seemed to be the only one distraught. Life for her had changed so quickly. She was a mess and was having a damn hard time hiding that fact.
She wished everyone around her was upset. That everyone could suffer a loss as great as she did. It was wrong for her to wish pain on people. Especially grief, grief was the worst kind of pain.
She thought for a moment finally letting it all sink in. Grandma was dead. What exactly was she suppose to do now?
“You’re talking so much, Marigold,” Aaron said, breaking her train of thoughts. He offered an understanding smile and murmured, “We should leave soon. Have you got everything?”
Marigold stared at him for a moment. Her gaze was so deep and hurtful that he had to look away.
“I don’t think I’ll ever have what I need. I need my grandmother, I need this flat.”
“You can’t stay. Now lets go, the "Price is Right" is on and I know how much you like to watch it”
She creased her eyebrows and stared at him.“I don’t watch the Price is Right..”
“We’ll you’ll watch it anyways,” he grunted as he pushed her out of her bedroom. She took one last look around the apartment. One last smell. She had touched everything before and would have licked everything as well if Aaron’s big self hadn’t been standing in the middle of the apartment looking uncomfortable as ever. “You’ll come back one day. You know that.”
“And what if I die too?” He stopped pushing her and turned her toward him and looked deep into her eyes. She felt as if his sky blue eyes was reading her soul. It was hard not to cry. But she didn’t. She wouldn’t cry anymore. She bit her lip to take a bit of the pressure off. Life was just getting so hard.
“Like I would ever let that happen,” he murmured. He sounded so sure and determined. But she knew the real reason why. He was helping her because her grandmother had asked him too. Not because he actually cared for her in any sense of the word.
She turned away from him and walked out the front door of the flat her and her grandmother had shared for thirteen years. She still remembered the day public services brought her there. She closed and locked the front door. Aaron was waiting patiently by the stairs with her things. She was so happy that he was there with her. It would have been hard for her to leave all this by herself.
Aaron had worked for her grandmother for almost three years. He was a loyal and hardworking man who loved and respected her grandmother very much. He was so young but he would have done anything for her grandma. Even give up his own life.
Which he was sort of doing by taking on Marigold as his ward. Was she his ward? The whole situation was to complicated to understand the details.
She began climbing down the stairs, going slow in order to make sure that she wouldn’t fall. “Do you think it’s safe to go out the front way,” Marigold asked, still descending slowly and cautiously. This could possibly be her last walk down these steps and she intended to savor it.
“Faster,” Aaron growled. He must have been so exasperated with her by this point. They had spent all their time together since the day she found out about her grandmother and she knew what Aaron thought of her. She was annoying, she’d always been annoying to him.
“I’m being careful not to step on the spider houses!”
“You—“ Aaron began to shout but Marigold decided to save him the trouble and continued down the steps a bit faster. “Marigold if you’re going to fall. Fall,” he sighed, impatient with her cautious attempt to go down the stairs.
And then she tripped tumbling down almost the whole last flight of stairs. He stared at her, his mouth wide and on a the brink of laughter. She stared back up at him in astonishment. This was his fault. She closed her eyes to fight the rage that she was about to release. He was howling with laughter now.
“This,” he managed through the fits of laugher, “isn’t my fault!” She just wanted to smack him. He had ruined her ceremonial walk down the stairs. “Don’t even think it!”
“I’m going to kick your ass,” she glowered and picked herself up hastily. There would be a bruise a major bruise on her elbow. “You are by far the most annoying creature on earth.”
But her proclamation only seemed to make him laugh harder. “Shut up before you wake up half of the building,” she cried.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he said and tried to stifle his laughter. He wiped the tears from his eyes.
“I thought snakes were the most annoying creatures on earth,” he said seriously but the laughter was still present in his eyes.
“Somehow you’ve managed to surpass snakes,” she scowled as they walked out the building doors and into the smoggy, humid New Jersey air.
“Do I get a prize?” he asked. Why was everything concerning her such a joke to him?
Suddenly, something felt wrong. Fear was trickling down her spine again as it had done many times in the last few weeks. She stopped in her tracks and peered down the road.
What,” he asked urgently. She had forgotten all about his last statement. “What’s wrong.” His eyes glanced toward the direction her’s were facing.
“Nothing. We just need to get out of here and take an extremely long route doing it.” she whispered too quickly for him to understand.
“What,” he asked, dumbfounded.
“Let’s go,” she ordered and grabbed his arm pulling him down the street.
“Long route? I know a long route. We’ll have to go through allies and maybe dip into the sewers for a bit.”
“Not that extreme,” she corrected, still not slowing her fast walk. Someone would be coming down those streets for them. She felt it in her bones and that just pushed her harder. They had to get out there and fast.
“That’s the only route I know to Coleman’s place,” he stopped her and shrugged, “I don’t go there often, we don’t get along you know.”
She knew all about Aaron and Coleman’s love hate relationship. She blinked for a moment and teared her eyes away from the road. If she went with Aaron, Coleman would surely put them out on his doorstep. “And you’re going to spend the night at his place?”
“It’s not like I haven’t before” he replied nonchalantly. He looked worried too and his tone was very low, almost a whisper. He felt it to.
“You had better be civil,” she warned. She had moved so close to him unconsciously. His face was only inches from hers. She stopped and caught her breath and quickly stepped away from him. He was so intimidating when they were caught in those rare moments. She didn’t know why.
“I’m always civil,” he proceeded. His brilliant blue eyes trailed the path of the road."it’s Coleman who’s not the gentleman.” he said but he sounded like he was barely paying attention to what had just said.
“You are both pigs which is why I wonder why the two of you don’t get on.” his eyes came back to her, sparkling from her comment. She had to look away quickly before they drew her back in again.
“Start walking,” he ordered. “Walk in front of me but more towards my left." He turned to check what was behind them. There was nothing but dirty pavement. "If you fall, I do not want to go down with you."
“Mentally stabbing you,” she cried but did as he said. He laughed. Did he not know how much she hated his laughter? “Stab, Stab, Stab” she sang. But she was far too deep in this hell to get out now.
[[LIZZARD]]
I thought this was really good! I like how it becomes more creepy towards the end, this piece is well written too 
It doesn't make any sense, I think you need to change the actions so that either you say Aaron walked out before her or have him following behind her with the bags instead of being already waiting there for her. 
Hmph. JK.