We moved, because my mother thought it would be safe. I started believing in this, the more I visualized actually feeling safe after so long. But little did I know that something far bigger than what I thought was a traumatic memory, awaited me. I would learn way more than I asked for. ...................................... " Why do you keep coming back?" " I can't help myself." He shrugged his shoulders. All I could do was look at him, not having any words after what he has said. " You asked for me to kill you." " Are you finally going to do it?" Just do it and end this misery. " I can't do that." " Why not?" He looked me straight in the eyes and said, " If I killed you now, I would regret it and I hate regrets."
View More'Why her?'He's asked this question before and in seeking an answer, he's found himself near her. He should have stayed away but he couldn't, even today, he couldn't.She should have remained a stranger, a mere human that would be a distant memory but no, she became more than the answers he sought out. She's become a missing piece to an almost invincible puzzle. He's been restless ever since the dream he had. A dream about her, no, a dream that involved her.What did she mean to him that he lost his senses at the mere thought of her life lost?Everything changed because of that dream. Or was it a vision?All he knows is that he is no longer the same.Ending her didn't make sense anymore but keeping her breathing did. This knowledge without reason, frustrated parts of him that should stay focused and he hated it more than regret. All this time, he's been settled with being the villain in someone else's story. And now to be the he-----'No.' He shook his head, refusing to finish the
" Are you okay now Casey?" " Um, yes, why do you ask?" I ask, glancing away from my food." You didn't go to school remember?" " I'm all better now mom, don't worry." I offer a small smile, hoping it will ease her incoming worries.She smiles back, gently patting my hand. " I forgot to tell you something." " Hmm?"" That man, Joe, he came by the house in the morning."I swear that her smile slips off her face, blinking at me as she takes in the information." Oh?" She continues eating and I frown at her reaction." He seemed to be a little too interested in the reason why --------" " I don't want you to miss school again." She suddenly says.Is she trying to change the subject right now?" It's not the first time he's been around the house, right? That's why he knew where our house was."" Did he make you feel uncomfortable?"What is with all these questions right now?" " He was too curious, that's all." I leave it at that, continuing with eating.A moment of silence takes ove
He's silently been watching me and I don't know how to feel about this. I worry for him, that what happened earlier will cause for him to overthink and conclude something, far too imaginative. I feel guilty for causing him worry and yet a part of me, is glad that he is by my side. ' Have I become a little selfish?'" Do you need anything? No, what am I saying? I'll be right back.""Where are you going?" I ask." I'll be right back, wait for me, okay?"Despite my curiosity, I remain on the couch, sitting up now. This is when I notice the blanket on me. ' He didn't want me to catch a cold.' I feel my cheeks warm at the thought. Of all days, this alone just had to make me blush, my gosh.' Remember that he is your boyfriend.' My consciousness reminds me. I shake my head because of my silliness. ' This is not the time.'' And you missed him.' My consciousness says and this makes my heart to jump.Today of all days, I can say that I missed him and I didn't realise this until now. A
' Ethan, where are you, seriously?' I mumble to myself, after not reaching him on the home phone.I take a much needed breath before making my way to the living room, where I left them. I don't mistake the silence for anything but tension. And I could have sworn I interrupted something. Well, either way, I don't need to know." Ethan will be here soon, so I'll be okay, you don't need to worry." I add the last part, trying to sound nice when I feel the opposite at this moment.Uncomfortable and a little cranky, that's it." She's right, she doesnt want you here anymore." Kayla says." That's not what I said." " Then what were you saying?" She is quick to ask, almost cutting me off." You don't need to worry anymore, that's it." I direct this to both guys before returning my gaze back to Kayla." And apparently, you have a problem with me." I say, not wanting to beat around the bush.I'm honestly getting tired of this hide and seek game going on here." I do?" She quirks her brow, in
' They haven't left yet, Sam and Allen.' ' They must have believed that there is more to what they had seen.'I was found in a vulnerable state and I don't know how I might recover, from the embarrassment. I landed in the arms of another instead of Ethan's arms. I am aware that it was not intentional, but still, it doesn't sit right with me. He is the one to always be present at times like this, but tonight, he isn't. Believe it or not, I am still calling out to him, without even making an actual call.' I shouldn't have opened the door.' I say in mind regrettably. ' Don't be stupid, how would you have known that someone other than Ethan was outside your door.' My consciousness says, shutting down that thought.'Well, either way, they need to leave now.'They seemed to show up at the exact moment, I needed someone. Coincidence? I can't be too sure.In truth, their actions have made me question a lot of things. I mean, regardless of my lame excuse for my behaviour,[ which basically in
I had felt the most vulnerable, in the presence of a stranger. He is not just any stranger but one with a cold aura around him. He had caught me off guard and knowing this, he took advantage of the situation. That man. He's all I've thought about and I wish I didn't. He has changed my life so drastically, in a matter of minutes. I couldn't make sense of what had happened at the park, though I tried to not go mad, as I gathered my thoughts, trying to form some kind of conclusion, on my way home. Home, a place to consider as refuge, in times of wanting to hide away from the outside, unfortunately for me, it has served as anything but safe. Even now as I sit in the living room after a much needed long bath, waiting for Ethan to show up, I can't help but to glance around me every now and then.The doors and windows are closed shut, but still, no easy breath has left my lungs. To add to the situation, my mother is out there at work, unaware of a possible danger that hangs over our heads
Green brown cold eyes stare right back at my own widened ones.His eyes are similar to mine, by colour and shape, yet differ with how intense and dangerous his gaze can send an army of chills, to someone.The kind of thoughts which ring in mind are, ' It's him, oh gosh it's him... Why is he here? Oh my, his promise.'I'm so dead." So we meet again," he says, taking a step forward while I take a step back. This doesn't go unnoticed by him and with that, he stops in his tracks and a smirk comes onto his face. That can't be good.He opens his mouth to say something but we hear voices sound far from a distance. I avert my eyes away from him, in search of any person walking by. I feel a sense of relief when I do spot someone.My moment of relief is suddenly short lived when out of the blue, I feel myself being pulled back and dragged to the other side of the tree. I am out of view now and there is a less chance of me being noticed by anyone. What has just taken place, is something inde
TWO WEEKS LATER.....She had given me an answer and maybe one or two more, and yet, I still am not satisfied. Two weeks had passed and my mind can't seem to move away from being curious. We had talked, my mother and I, somewhat, if I can describe it to that extent. Now knowing that she used to live here when she was young, even if it was for a short while, a part of me felt a little saddened that she felt the need to keep this information from me. She has claimed that this town is where she felt most safe for both of us, given one of the reasons we moved, but a big part of me can't help but disagree. It's a little frustrating to not be able to pin point at the real reason as to why I feel a little on edge, about this town being claimed safe. I guess it comes from experience and moving on from those memories, might be a struggle on its own. Two weeks had passed and one of the positive things I'd say, is seeing my mom more at ease and less tense. I keep on reminding her of what the do
I feel most at ease, knowing that my mom is finally coming back home with me. It worried me to no end, when I couldn't get a hold of her the first few tries last night. Thankfully I didn't give up and we had a short conversation. To see her again, is good enough for me, at least now she will be home where I can watch over her. There are questions regarding the bruises I saw yesterday, but I will hold off on asking.I don't want to upset her, well, I think she might get upset if I pry so early. I need to approach things carefully but with intention to know the whole truth. I might sound like such a hypocrite right now, for saying this, but I wouldn't want her to lie to me, thinking it's for my own protection. In all honesty I would actually do the same, knowing how much of a sensitive heart she has. After what had happened to me, with the animal attack and all, her level of sensitivity heightened, she became even more protective and at times, she took many things to heart.She might h
"So, what do you think? " My mom asks, waving her hand around.Giving the kitchen, which is where we are right now, a double take, I scroll through my brain for memories of every inch of our new home, so I can have something to say."It's very nice," I finally say, looking at her.Her face falls for a second before her lips curve up into a small smile.She's trying to hide her disappointment, but she is failing miserably." I thought you were fine with us moving, " she says.There is resignation to her tone, as if she has concluded my every thought until now." I am," I respond, moving away from her to take a seat on the barstool." You don't sound like it." She complains.She now leans by the cupboards, with her arms crossed." How else do you want me to express it? Would you like me to run around the neighbourhood naked, shouting out loud about how much I love our new, much bigger, and brighter house? " I ask in amusement." You're not funny." She grumbles while shaking her head, ma...
GRIPPED UPON SECRET is a werewolf novel by Jolante424 with a theme of tragedy. Casey and her mother move to Crystal Valley to have a fresh new start. However, little do they know the consequences of moving to such a place and what awaits them there. Soon Casey learns she's actually the main character of someone else's story and that the life she lived was never truly hers. But the thing she least expected is that she holds a secret that can either kill her or save her. Read the novel to learn how the story continues.
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