Sitting in the house and fidgeting with my fingers was no use. Ryan slept that night with Rose again and I could hardly get any sleep. I sat outside in the sun as the morning came wondering what I would be doing for the rest of the day since Ryan had forbidden me from going anywhere outside of the house. It meant I was exempted from my duties at his various outlets, namely, his office, bar, restaurant etc. I smiled as Bellow brought me a cup of tea along with a biscuit in his hand. " Thank you, little handsome man. "I patted his head as he smile shyly and then went over to the store house at the backyard. Within a minute he brought out a load of gardening equipments. " What are these for? " I stood up from my spot and walked over to him, to ask. He showed me the flowers that needed tending all around the place. This was a nice opportunity to get myself some work. An empty head was one's worst enemy, that was what my father always said. " Did Bellow pay you to do this? "I had
Periods? Another human trait that confirmed that she was not the she-wolf, I loved and hated so much. Then what was it that this girl had? The forces that once eradicated an entire tribe were at play again. What did they have to do with her? I had to know. It seemed like she had feelings for me at some points but when I tried checking it by using Rose, she just kept giving me blanks. Was I, then wrong? I stood there, burning the skin on my palm in the candle light, with which I had hit her. My skin would grow back within minutes but I need to feel the pain." She is sleeping Ryan. You know you can stop doing that in front of me! "I had sent Rose to check on her. She looked feeble because of loosing so much blood. Rose pulled me towards her and pressed herself onto me. I moved her with my other hand. She was barely dressed in her miniskirt and off shoulder top, so low that her nipples threatened to burst open any moment. That was what Sherry had chosen for her . It infuriated me
I closed my eyes, trying to ignore the throbbing pain in my lower abdomen as I drifted off to sleep. But as soon as I did, I found myself,surrounded with the eerie darkness that had over taken the train compartment before. It was misty, with shadows flickering in the corners of my vision. I felt a chill run down my spine as I realised I wasn't alone."Who's there?" I called out into the void. But there was no answer, just the sound of my own voice echoing back at me.It felt like I was gliding my way in and out of that space when suddenly a figure appeared before me. It was the same shadowy and indistinct form that I had seen before and this time,I could feel its malevolent presence. "You shouldn't have come here," it hissed in an unearthly voice, and I could feel my heart rate skyrocketing."What do you mean?Where shouldn't have I had come? What is this place? " I demanded, trying to sound brave even though my voice was shaking.The figure just laughed, a sound that sent shivers down
A strange sensation coursed through my body, like a jolt of electricity.I felt like I was becoming weightless and disoriented. It was as if the world around me was spinning, and I couldn't get my bearings. Then, with another jolt, I was transported to another world.I was literally vomited out on another land. It was nothing like I had ever seen before. Everywhere I looked, I saw a barren wasteland stretching out as far as my eye could see. The sky was a deep shade of purple, and the air was filled with a strange energy that made the hairs on my arms stand on end.As I took in my surroundings, I realised that I was completely alone in this strange new world. There was no sign of life anywhere, no animals or plants, just endless sand and rocks.I didn't have the courage to take a walk at the beginning. I looked at my hands. To my surprise, my wound had already healed. I slapped myself hard and then pinched my skin. Was this an extension of that spooky dream that I was dreaming? Wer
Ryan's phone was ringing for consecutive number of times, without stop.He did look at it but then pressed the silent button and put it back in his pocket. It was Rose. She was possibly bugging him with an apology but he wasn't in the mood. He stood at the dock.His sunglasses on as the sunlight kissed his handsome face. His arms folded as he watched the shipment being unloaded which was being held by the custom officers. "Is Patrick's package ready? "He asked the middle aged man in-charge of the port. He nodded, " Yes, sir, already on the way. "" Good, and what about the custom officer? "Ryan questioned. " He has been reunited with his family. He looked pretty grateful to find his son whole. " The man chuckled, " Sending his bloodied T-shirt along with a random severed hand, indeed did wonders in pursuing him. That idiot perhaps didn't even look at the hand properly, just imagined that it belonged to his only son, from the tshirt. "Ryan pulled the man by his shoulder and shook
I lost the measure of length and breath of time. It seemed like I had been there forever, endlessly. I wrapped my arms around myself as the sands around me twirled and danced, pulling me further and further down below, somewhere. At this point, I had given up struggling and was kind of ready to meet my end very unbothered by the mysterious circumstances that had lead me to this mysterious place.Then something flickered infront of me, like the mica in sand, flickers in the sun. A flash crossed my mind, a vision floated in like a memory of a distant past. I saw myself in the woods, surrounded by trees and the scent of earth. And there was Ryan as well standing beside myself.We had some weird attires on, very unlike the ones I was used to seeing. It seemed like we belonged to an era that was by gone. "Sherry," his voice whispered low and husky as he nuzzled up my shoulder, "I've been waiting for you."I felt a rush of warmth and desire flood through me and I couldn't resist him, not w
I stumbled out of Ryan's grip, my knees buckling beneath me as I took in the devastation of the situation. The sand slide had ripped through the desert like a hungry monster, leaving destruction and debris in its wake. But somehow, miraculously, Ryan had managed to find me in the chaos.However, now it was gone. Just like his first and claws had. We were back in his study, the boys staring and gaping at our site. And everything else seemed to be normal. But the hell was it? My world had turned upside down. Nothing made sense. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice strained with concern.I couldn't speak. My throat felt like it was still coated in sand, and my eyes burned from the grit that had whipped around me. But even more than the physical discomfort, I was overwhelmed by fear.Because I knew the truth about Ryan. I knew what he was.I was an eyewitness. "Sherry, talk to me," Ryan said, his hand on my arm as I stood there staring at him, blank, expression less. I pulled away from
I arrived at Sarah's place , over burdened by my troubles, hoping to find comfort in the company of my friend. But as I walked towards the door, I noticed that the house was locked. This was very unusual, as Sarah always kept the door unlocked for me.Infact she didn't need to lock because she didn't have anything inside, that was her joke. I tried calling her, but there was no answer.Her phone kept going to voice mail. I turned,feeling more upset than I had arrived there feeling.Just as I was about to leave, I heard a loud explosion outside.I ducked with my hands over my ears.Then hurried to the front to investigate what had happened. As I stepped outside, the bright orange glow of flames filled my eyes, and a wave of heat rushed towards me. I gasped in horror as I saw that Ryan's car had crashed into a nearby tree and was now engulfed in flames.I looked at my keys. I had definitely locked it and parked it properly! Was his car as supernatural as him? Did it have it's free will?