“Naomi!” a voice yelled and the girl lying on the bed trembled. She slowly got up as she heard the heavy footsteps on the creaking stairs and soon after, her door was thrown up and a big man with busy beard stood in front of it. His hazel eyes were staring at her angrily and she curled on her bed, using the bedcovers to cover herself. “Why is there no food waiting for me?” he thundered, his voice very loud that it sent a shiver down her spine.
“There was nothing in the house. I told you in the morning when I was leaving for school but you chased me away. I haven’t even had anything to eat all day,” she replied in a trembling voice.
“And how is that my business?” he asked, storming towards her that she was sinking in the bed, hoping that the covers would protect her from his wrath. However, he yanked the covers away and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her out of the bed as she screamed. “I don’t care if you have never had anything to eat but you have to find me something to eat because I am starving.”
“But what can I do? There is nothing in the house,” she said, grabbing onto his hand to minimize the impact on her scalp.
“Then find something,” he yelled, dragging her out of the room with her hair. The wooden floors creaked on his weight and the splinters on them poke into her skin, making her wince in pain. He pulled her down the stairs, her hips hitting on the stairs with their descend. There was no doubt about it, she knew she would be covered in new blisters by morning. The man threw her into the kitchen and yelled, “you have ten minutes to find me something to eat, otherwise you are sleeping out with the wolves.” With that, he turned and stormed out. She heard the sound of his door slamming and she flinched with it.
When she was sure he won’t be back, she slowly crawled up from the ground and glanced at her thighs, she was covered in splinters and she took the next five minutes, getting all of them out. Her thighs were burning in pain. She stared at the empty kitchen counters, wondering what exactly she could prepare with literally nothing in the house. She limped to the refrigerator and opened it and just like she expected, it was empty. At loss on what to do, she slumped down by the counters and buried her head on her knees, waiting for him to come back sometime later and beat the hell out of her.
She woke up some time later to discover that she had fallen asleep right on the kitchen floor. She was cold and shivering and slowly got up to boil hot water for a bath. She was shocked to see that it was morning, that means he never came back last night to hit her, then he must have been more drunk than he let out. She sighed and quickly boiled the water and when it was ready, she carried it to her room as silently as she could. The last thing she would want is to wake him up and so she prepared for school as fast as she could and snuck out of house.
Walking to school, she covered her head and face with the hood of her hoodie, she hugged her school bag in her arms, her face looking at nothing but people’s feet. It was a long walk to her school but she would take the walk everyday over staying at home with her father. The school bullies didn’t let her off but she would always choose their bullies over his beating and harsh voice. She would always choose everything over his hard tones and the way he treats her. She never met her mother, she had died giving birth to her and according to her aunt who helped raise her, her dad used to be the most loving man she knew but the death of her mother changed him and made him the beast he was now.
He was always beating her and her aunt as she grew up and eight years ago, her aunt had ran away because she couldn’t endure anymore. She was only nine years then and had wanted to leave with her aunt but her dad had found out and refused her aunt leaving with her. At the end, the woman had to leave without her, promising to always call and check up on her but since she left that night, she has never heard from her and it’s been eight long years now.
Approaching the school, she sucked in a deep breath and let it out slowly, preparing herself for the day’s bully. Walking into the school, she bumped into someone, “hey watch it,” a piercing voice said and she groaned softly. Of all the people to bump into and it was her? “Oh, it’s the psychic,” the girl chuckled.
Naomi heaved a sigh and meant to walked past her with a, “sorry, Stacy,” but like she expected, she was pulled back and was forced to look up. “I already said sorry.”
“I know, I heard you,” Stacy grinned. “If you are such a good psychic, how come you didn’t see Jeremy’s death yesterday? Or have you lost the power to foresee the future?”
“Please, Stacy, just let me go,” she pleaded.
“And why should I?” Stacy asked. “See, we are going to be good friends if you can foresee something for me,” and with that, she draped her arm on Naomi shoulders who cursed silently but still let her do what she wanted. And so, Stacy spun her around and pointed to where, Justin, the quarterback and captain of the school’s football team and a popular jock was standing and talking with his friends. “Tell me, do you think Justin is going to ask me to the dance?”
Naomi stared at the boy in question, she knew she won’t be getting any vision or whatever because she is definitely not a love expert and also, she has no control when she sees her vision, it always kind of happen. “I don’t know, Stacy. You always want me to see who your next boyfriend would be and I keep telling you, I am not a love expert.”
“A psychic is supposed to know everything.”
“I am not a psychic, how many times will I tell you that?”
“It doesn’t explain the fact of the things you did in twelve grade. Whatever you said would happen, always happen, how do you think you got your nickname?”
Naomi sighed at that, that time was the beginning of her nightmare, as if she wasn’t already having enough at home. She woke up one day and was able to see what would happen next by just touching a person or being in a particular room. She had been so terrified and when she told her dad, he beat her instead, saying that she had made him a laughingstock among his friends. It didn’t help that everyone became scared of her and even Stacy, who used to be her best friend started making up excuses to not hang out with her and along the line, she learned to keep her visions to herself no matter how gruesome it was, with what happened the day before with Jeremy as an example.
“Please Stacy, just keep me away from your love life,” she replied, shrugging off her arm on her shoulders and walking off. She waited for her comeback, for her to yell something degrading behind her back but none came and when she decided to look back, she saw why. George —one of the football players— had wrapped his arms around her and she seemed to be enjoying the attention from him.
Sighing, Naomi turned to continue with her walk but ended up crashing into a strong wall. The force was even stronger than when she bumped into Stacy. She stepped back immediately, muttering an apology and looked up to see who was in her way only to be shocked silly to see Justin standing in front of her and smiling down at her. “Hello Naomi,” he said softly, he was probably the only one that still calls her by name, except for the teachers.
“Justin, I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there,” she whispered.
“I know,” he smiled some more. “Say, the class is planning on having a party in the woods tonight. Wanna come?”
“I’m not invited.”
“What am I doing?” he asked playfully. “Listen Naomi, it would be fun, besides, you hardly attend any party. Maybe it’s because you didn’t want to go to anybody’s house but you shouldn’t worry about that because it would be holding in the cabins in the woods, you can come with a sleeping bag or nothing since there are cabins. It’s Friday night and we are planning to stay till morning. It would be fun, I promise,” he smiled, showing off pearly white teeth. Some strands of his blonde hair got in his eyes and he shook it off, still smiling.
Naomi bit her lips, what was she to lose? If her father has gotten the groceries before she leaves from school, she would just prepare for his dinner and leave it for him. He literally never cares if she was in the house as long as he saw his food waiting for him and now thinking about food, her stomach rumbled, reminding her that she had had nothing to eat since yesterday.
“Are you hungry?” Justin asked, finally forgetting to smile and frowning instead.
Naomi shook her head, “I will try to come to the party if I could,” and with that, she ran off before he could stop her and all through the walk, she could feel his green eyes on her back.
“Prince Asher, its nice of you to visit us,” Malachi said with a smile upon seeing the young man in the courtroom. “How have you been?”“Very well, Chief Malachi, and you?” Asher asked, following the man softly as he led him to a seat.“Very good,” Malachi replied, sitting next to him. “Is there a particular reason for your visit?”“Nope, not at all. I heard from my father that you are having a little party in the council and I decided to invite myself, I hope that is not bad?”“Of course not, you are welcome here anytime, any day.”“Thank you. And yes, you should know that Anita is with me, the Blue Moon’s pack alpha’s daughter.”“Sean’s daughter is welcome anytime,” Malachi smiled and then stood up, “I shall have your rooms prepared,” then he frowned slightly, “and find someone to make dinner for you.”“Oh don’t worry about me, I am sure I will be filled in the party, as for Anita, she had something before coming.”“Then, it is settled,” Malachi smiled, “please, enjoy your stay with
“So, how was it?” Anita asked as she stood beside Asher, watching the partying nightwalkers.Asher chuckled, “thought you didn’t want to hear about it?”“Well, I would rather listen to it than have you be as silent as you are. We both know you are dying to tell me about it so get on with it.”Asher laughed softly before saying, “you should know that it was not as magical as I had hoped.”Anita glanced at him in shock, “pray tell, what happened? You seemed pretty smitten with her.”“Yeah,” he sighed and brought his goblet of blood to his lips. The vampires are finding it hard to let go of their origin, even the party was like the ball held in Victorian times, exactly like the parties his father throws every single year and he found himself not really looking forward to this year’s own. “She is inexperienced and you know how hard I find it being with inexperienced women. I don’t have the time to be telling anyone to stay this way and that way, so I lied that I came when she did for the
Asher was struck, he has met a lot of human women in his life and have even allowed himself to bed a few during the times Anita dragged him to their realm but never, absolutely never have he felt a form of connection with any of them. And now staring at that dancing but not dancing teenager, he couldn’t help but want to know her. He could feel it deep inside him that she was hiding something, something big and maybe sad. He stood watching them dance, the boy with her was cute, good looking even with his messy blonde hair and he kept running his hand all over her. He didn’t need to be told for he can see that the boy really wants to do more than dance with her, it was very clear in his green eyes.He watched as the boy spun her around once more but he shocked him this time by leaning over and kissing her lips. Immediately, Asher had a growl and turned around to know who had followed him but there was no one and it was then that he realized that the growling had come from him? He was sh
Naomi took an involuntary step back as she took in the size of the wolf. The animal was taller than her, how can they be a wolf taller than a human? Yes, she has never seen a wolf in her life but she had seen movies and even the drawings of them she had seen were never this big. She gulped, the slivery white fur of the animal glistening with the moonlight and right there, even with her fear, only one word appeared in her mind: Beautiful.Yes, the animal was beautiful, the silver fur and the red eyes, right under the moonlight was like a painting, a beautiful painting from the forest. She gulped, her fear momentarily forgotten as she stared at those blood red eyes. She wasn’t moving and the animal wasn’t either and she tried to hold her breath, trying to capture this very moment in her memory even if she ended up becoming food for it. However, despite her thought, she could feel it deep in her bones that it won’t hurt her. Just like she knew it wouldn’t hurt her when she was only sensi
A black shadow suddenly jumped out of the woods and landed on her, she screamed and covered her eyes, anticipating the pain she knew would come. But waited she did and nothing happened and when she opened her eyes, she saw a big sliver fur wolf attacking the shadow. When the man’s corpse was lying on the dirty forest floor, the sliver wolf walked up to her, its red eyes glowing under the moonlight and just then, its mouth moved and it said, “Naomi, wake up.” She stared at it, not believing that it actually spoke but it suddenly lifted its gigantic paw and tapped her head, “wake up I said.”And with that, she opened her eyes to see that she was in her classroom, sitting up, she came face to face with a beautiful set of green eyes and curly blonde hair. The owner of the eyes smiled, “you were really passed out.”Naomi glanced around to see that the classroom was already empty except for her and Justin and she gulped and tucked her pitch-black hair behind her ear. “I’m sorry, I was just
Everyone stopped talking when they noticed the two people walk into the school. They weren’t in any expensive ride but their dressing —black leather jackets and blank pants with black boots— made them very conspicuous and not to mention their unmatched looks. The boy was tall, like very tall and the girl beside him was only tall up to his shoulders. His very black hair was in in slicked back with a few strands let loose and his deep blue eyes stared at them like he could see their souls. The girl’s red wavy hair was very bright like blood and her slightly round face gave her a little baby look but her deep brown eyes spoke of her experience.They were a strange pair and looked so otherworldly but despite that fact didn’t change the aura that sips from them. While the girl gave up a warrior feeling plus a feminine beauty, the boy seemed to have this magnet that pulls people to him and despite the hidden fear in his aura, they couldn’t stop themselves from wanting to get closer to him.
During lunch, Anita sat with Asher in a table, she could tell by how the students were staring at them that they would love to join them, even compete for it but the dangerous arura emanating from Asher was keeping them away. Even she was surprised at why he had frightened them off with his demon aura. She means, he agreed to come to their school after all, and he should know very well that with his looks, it would be hard to keep humans away from him, especially the female species.“So,” she began, taking a bite of her pizza slice, “have you found her yet?” she asked in a tone that only them could hear. With a nod from Asher, a smile lit up on her face, “I knew she would be here, see, if you had told me earlier, we would have spent the three days wandering around in the human realm.”“We had other purpose,” Asher said.“Yeah, yeah,” she rolled her eyes, “anything that would keep you from admitting that you needed my help and it was my professionalism that leads to you finding your mi
Asher watched the girl leaving as he slowly followed her. She has not raised her head for once since she left school and now he could understand how she could bump into Anita and so he decided to watch out for her and protect her from bumping into another person. He has this feeling that the girl was hiding something and also, he still doesn’t understand the meaning of her nickname: Psychic, why would anyone choose that as a nickname?The walk was long and he couldn’t believe that she walked like that every day to and fro from school, isn’t it tiring for her? And besides, why doesn’t she have a car? Almost everyone in the school has a car and those who doesn’t, follows the school bus so why don’t she? Why does she prefer walking? Could it be that she loved stalling for time?So many questions and so little answer, he had spent the whole lunch period sitting beside her and while it was not as calm as it was that night in the woods, he could still feel that her presence brought him calm