A feeling of Nostalgia12 years ago… in Trento"Baby baby don't cry, don't you know there's someone who loves you and watches over you""Baby baby don't cry, you are more beautiful when you smile."Mom was the most beautiful person I knew, she had a soothing voice and the prettiest smile. I watched her sing to me as my shrugging shoulders eased from a long-lasting sob. I had misplaced my doll in the rain and ran to mom with eyes full oftears."It's okay Caro mio," she wiped off the fluid travelling down my nose. "Hush now baby, I would get another doll."My sobs ceased and I looked up at Mom, wiping away my tears with the back of my hand."You want me to get you another?" She asked me with glitter in her eyes. I nodded, inhaling the fluid back into my nose."Okay baby, then don't cry anymore." She lifted me and placed a kiss on my cheeks."Daddy is going to take it from here while I head to work," Mom called out for Dad who came running down the stairs and lifted me away from Mom."
Behind the shadows Proud jocks, flying cheerleaders, athletes who wanted to split their guts, joggers and stand-up comedians. The building was filled with the likes of different students from different schools."Woah!!" Claire exclaimed, "This is truly one way to take a vacation." Her eyes brimming with happiness.It was only natural for Claire to feel like she was in heaven here, both she and Ariana loved the outdoor life. Unlike me…"So there would be a pairing of three," one of the instructors said. "Pick your partners and move forward to the table by your right and pick your keys."The rush came, and everyone hurried to pick their favourite. I was clustered by Ariana and Claire, whom I didn't find any issues with. Then my eyes moved away from their smiley faces and met Lola's. She stood alone while others picked and moved past her to pick people close to her.A replay of high school played before my eyes. Somehow, I had found my way in Tulane, and even though not everyone liked
What we don't chase sometimes chases us3 weeks ago….. Leaving the premises of the school to come to stay with Dad was the best decision I had made. The stress was relieved and my worries were gone, well…some of them.The group chat I had created for my research a few weeks back was still functioning. The messages came in tons, the victory report of our research. We passed, and everyone was happy, everyone except Nico. Because he couldn't complete the research, he was given a D minus.I scrolled up in search of his name so I could send in a private message, but my hands stopped typing at the remembrance of who he was."It won't hurt your pride to call him," Nanny must have noticed me toying with my phone and debating with my mind. I pulled my gaze away from the empty can't and looked at Nanny."Call you?" I had no idea where Nanny was driving at."The man that has made you moody since you came in, the man that has you checking your phone every minute and every second, the man you ar
Try to hideWith a mix of urgency and apprehension, Nico guided me away from the prying eyes of his nemesis who might be hiding somewhere in the crowd. He sought refuge in a secluded clearing area."How do you know about werewolf hunters?" Nico asked, his voice barely a whisper.My eyes held a mixture of fear and determination. "I don't. You just mentioned now that they are one of the people who might hurt your kind." I moved closer to him so no one else heard me. "There has been a man watching your movements, his presence casting a shadow of unease."Nico's mind raced, and his eyes began to confirm his darkest fears. I could feel his heart pound up against his ribs, a drumbeat of anticipation and dread."What do these hunters want? And how can they hurt you?" I asked, my voice trembling slightlyNico's eyes narrowed, his mind recalling the demise of his kind who were before them. "To eradicate us from the earth," he answered. "They see us as nothing but beasts to be chained and kille
The air was electric with excitement as Ariana and I greeted Claire with congratulatory hugs and cheers, we couldn't be more proud of her. We spent the next few hours celebrating Claire's success, sharing stories and laughter."Yours was the greatest Claire," Ariana praised Claire's painting. "I would totally buy it in an exhibition."Claire had a face of gratitude "Oh Ariana, you are really something." She hugged Ariana and they both chuckled."Congratulations again Claire," I said, holding her hands. "We are very happy for you. Did you see that tall guy that looked like he was going to paint the entire arena if he was allowed to?" I asked amused.They laughed out "Yes I saw him," Ariana said in-between a laugh. "He really wore so much confidence, like his father was part of the judges."We all laughed again. "Well boo..to him then," Claire raised her medal in victory, and we went in for a last hug."Tomorrow they will meet a 21st-century Whitney Houston," Ariana praised herself as w
The journey back to school was a long and quiet one. The school authorities had been informed about Garry's death, and a message was sent across, stating the withdrawal of the school to pay respect to the dead and perform the normal rites.Nico and the pack howled all night after the death of Garry. I could feel the hurt, the pain and the sadness they felt. It was not a delightful experience losing one of your own, I know this because I lost Mom.Everywhere I turned on the bus, sorrowful faces. Nico faced the window and Lola had her headsets on as usual. Richard and Thomas, the other guys whom I found out their names the night Garry died, had their eyes closed and their heads rested at the back of their seats. Ariana and Claire were ignoring me, most especially Ariana.She had gotten super upset about me not staying to celebrate with her and had assumed I wasn't happy with her win. I hadn't seen Micheal since the last time at the auditorium. What was supposed to be a blissful vacation
Under the soft glow of candlelight, the school paid their respects to Garry, a beloved friend to some, a classmate to some and a bully to others. The air was heavy with grief as they shared stories and memories of Garry. Who would have known he had a good side….I stood silently amidst the flickering flames, my heart heavy with sorrow. I still couldn't believe Garry was gone. Nico stood over the other side of the crowd and held up his candlelight in deep remembrance and agony."He wasn't so bad after all," Ariana let the tears form in her eyes as she listened to the students talk about Garry. I knew she reminisced the other day on the bus when they were on each other's necks.I reached out and held her hand. She wasn't the only person who felt bad about not being able to see the good side of Garry, I was too.Although the gathering was spearheaded by family, friends and acquaintances, I somehow still had an eerie feeling that the hunter was close by and he was going to act again. "I
Silence hung heavy in the air as Nico and I were bound to chairs in the centre of the room. I had no idea how we got there but I knew when I opened my eyes, I was dizzy and was tied in a room filled with weapons.Nico was still unconscious from the hit. I struggled to free myself from the chair, but then the hunter walked."In a hurry to leave are we?" he mocked. "The party has not even started yet."He moved closer to Nico with a bucket filled with liquid inside. "Stop!! what are you doing?" I screamed at him, scared of his next act on Nico.He splashed the liquid on Nico and I realised it was just water. Nico came back to consciousness in an instant."Let us out of here Crazy man," I yelled.He turned and gave me a cold look that sent shivers down my spine. "Crazy man? You are the crazy one," his voice pitched with bitterness. "You are crazy to follow the likes of this when you know what they can do to people."He looked at me in disgust. "Does your friend know about your secrets an
Two months later“Hurry up! We are going to be late!” Claire screamed from down the hall.“How did she get to dress up so fast?” Ariana asked. Lola opened the door from outside. “Hey you guys, I think we should hasten things up, or else we would miss the speech.”We hurried along with her, excitement surging through our bodies. It was the graduation ceremony. Nico was graduating! I was super excited about it because he had several fallbacks in school that made him re-take a lot of classes, extending his year of graduation.“What took you guys so long?” Claire examined us.“Sorry Claire, we were just trying to get prepared for the ceremony,” Ariana smiled.“Are we done with the chit-chats?” Lola was getting impatient. “Alrighty then, let's go!”“I thought you said we were going to miss the speech... the ceremony hasn’t even properly begun,” Ariana frowned when we got to the ceremony ground.“Well... better late than never,” Lola shrugged.“I don’t think that’s the best way to use tha
“Would you stop pacing around and glancing at your watch nonstop?” Lola said. “You are making me lose my cool you know.”“Yeah... you are keeping us on our toes here,” Claire agreed.I had finally told them everything that happened during our visit to see the witch. They were most excited about the demise of Elena. Telling the pack on the other hand was a hard choice to make, but we had to make it. Nico called for a meeting and the pack was informed about the progress and conditions involved.“As the leader of this pack, it's my rightful duty to choose what’s best for us. But I also must lead you without spite and a regretful heart. The condition brought to us by the witch is not one that we can control. And it would be selfish of me to do this without telling my pack about it. That’s why I have called this meeting, to hear from you brothers... and sisters,” Nico’s voice thundered with authority. “What your take is on this... and whatever we decide as a clan shall stand... no matter w
It was shiny like they had been soaked into a bowl full of glitter. I looked at the tiny bottles as we drove back home. The cure.It was finally in our hands, but somehow I couldn’t help but wonder if we made the right choice. Was the cure going to cause a feud between brothers and friends just like Agnes said? Was it going to bring death? Was it going to get to its final stage of completion? “If after forty-eight hours the blood of a willing hunter is not mixed in the potion, the potion ceases to be active. And don’t bother about coming back here to look for me... because you won’t find me.” She vanishes into thin air after laying the potion on my arm.I looked at the potion again. It had already been mixed with my blood and that of Nico’s. Now it was up to my Dad. Forty-eight hours.#I held on to it tight, like my next wake depended on it.****“Are you sure about this ?” Nico looked at me with concern.I nodded. “It’s now or never Nico.”“You know the last time all three of us we
Nico drove at a speed that made my inside turn. We informed the pack of our search and they offered to tag along, but we told them it was something we had to do by ourselves.“Remember, when it looks like danger is lurking, howla at us,” Lola made a wolf joke.Ariana and Claire were also aware of our trip and they offered support in the only way they knew how to. “If anything goes wrong, just call us and we will dial 911 straight up!” Ariana said.“You can’t bring the police to a werewolf and witch fight,” I reminded them smiling.“Oh... that’s right,” she gave a cringed look. “But still,” her eyes spewed concern. “Be careful.”“Promise to come back to us,” Claire said.“I promise.” I hugged them. After a few hours on the road, Nico, like he was reading my mind, chuckled. “What funny,” I asked him.“Nothing. I was just wondering why they all made it look like we were not coming back.”I laughed. They did make it look like that. Everyone reacted in a way of love that was easy for them
The familiar smell of grilled barbecue stung my nose. The noise in the restaurant was never changing. Customers still ranted about their orders, and servers hurried their way to please. “You mean you can’t remember those group of chatterboxes who sat down at that table two weeks ago?” I asked the waiter, already frustrated.“No Ma’am. It's impossible to remember the customers we have here in a day because we are highly patronised,” he bragged. “Not to talk of the ones from weeks ago,” he shook his head sympathetically. “They were like four of them,” I continued adamantly. “Three elderly men and one woman,” I searched the waiter's eyes, waiting for a positive reply.He shook his head. “Nope... nothing Ma’am. I am so sorry,” he picked up his iced drink and resumed his duty.“Let it go, Ella,” Nico sounded drained.“Let it go?” I shouted, and then realised I might have drawn attention to us. “Let it go?” I repeated in a calm voice. “Why would you say that? You know how much this means
“Wait, so you guys killed Garry?” Claire asked confused.It had been a week since we heard last from Elena, and everything seemed to have gone back to normal. I was back at the dorm and so was Lola, except for the time when she needed to go get stuff from her coursemate or go buy groceries, which I knew was a BIG FAT LIE!Ariana and I were cool again, and we were closer than ever before. The tension had tied between us, and they had learnt to accept me for who I was. Dad on the other hand was still finding it difficult to adjust to my new development. He never picked up his calls or replied to my voicemail. Nanny was more welcoming than he was, and she always invited me to come over for the weekend, but we all knew how disastrous that would turn out to be at the end.“No, we didn’t,” I tried to pass a clear message to Claire for the umpteenth time. “I wasn’t a wolf at that time, but I knew of their secret. There was a werewolf hunter who was sent to hunt them down and kill each one of
Relief washed over me as I stared at the pack that gave me so much pride. Finally, the time was here and there was no turning back now, not even for Elena.Elena stared at them for a few seconds and burst into laughter. “I see... I see what you did there,” she looked at me. “Very clever.” She turned to face Nico. “And what makes you think your little friends can stop me?”“We might not be able to put an end to your existence... but we can stop this foolishness of yours,” I said, opening my palm to release my claws. There was a distraction now, so whatever move I made, I was sure to have the backing of my clan. I cut through my net with my claws and landed on the floor with my feet. Claire and Michael looked down at me, I could almost see the surprise in their eyes, but this was no time for pity party or storytelling. I quickly removed the knife from my pocket and aimed at their net, setting both of them free.“You are out-numbered Elena,” I turned to face her. “There is nowhere to hid
The building smelt rusty and reeked of herbs and portion. A typical witch den. We searched all the empty rooms but couldn’t find Ariana or Elena.“Any luck?” I asked Claire. She shook her head in response.“Are you sure about this place?” Michael was beginning to get uncomfortable.“Yes I am,” I said. “My Dad gave me this location, and he is sure about it.”“Are you sure about your Dad?” Michael’s impatience was rubbing off on me in a very displeasing way.“Well if you think this is not the right place, why don’t you go ahead and find the right one then,” I snapped.“I didn’t say that,” he tried to deny.“But you assumed it,” I retorted.“Guys, guys,” Claire tried to ease the tension. “We are not even halfway there, and we are already fighting. How are we going to get Ariana back if we continue like this? aren’t we supposed to be together in this?”Claire’s words sunk deep, reminding us of the reason why we were in the god-forsaken building in the first place. “Now,” she continued whe
The silence in the study amplified the beat of Dad’s heart, I could hear his breath slowly leave his lungs, his feet turning cold and his eyes lifeless. “What are you doing here?” there was a spite in his voice that I could not ignore. “Who let you into this house? Aguiella!” First time I heard Dad yell Nanny’s name, and it was not in a pleasant way.“There’s no need for that,” I lowered my voice, hurt by how quickly Dad wanted me out of the house. “I won't be staying for long,” I searched his eyes. “I... I just need your help.”“Whatever it is you have come for, I am sorry to say, but you have wasted your time. I don’t need you to be here, I don’t want you to be here now leave.” There was nothing calm about the way he said it, even though his voice seemed calm. He steadied his eyes on me, and I searched for the tenderness it once had, but it was gone!Of course, I knew waltzing into Pa’s house wasn’t just going to be a walk in the park. I didn’t expect to be specially treated now tha