(Reagan's POV)My heart was pounding so hard. I held my breath, unable to believe what had just happened.I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. I couldn't swallow.I closed my eyes and willed myself to take one big gulp of air and slowly opened my eyes, then let out a shaky breath.I stared at the spot where the guy who attacked me once stood; now a pile of ashes. I couldn't quite understand why he would just burn like that. Last time I checked, I didn't carry a lighter or anything that would ignite a flame. No, I didn't. However, the stench of burning flesh still lingered in my nostrils and made feel a bit nauseous.And my necklace.How the hell did it glow all of a sudden? And the liquid inside of it? Was my necklace the cause of the guys combustion? This was all too creepy for me.My eyes drifted back to the ashes. I sauntered towards it and stopped a few inches away, afraid that it might eat me alive or something. Could you really blame me for having a wild imagination? Of course not
(Derek's POV)Seeing there was no point berating myself with what I had done, I propped myself off from the wall, but there was static in the air letting me know someone was teleporting to my direction. The static grew stronger, then a blurry and fuzzy outline morphed into Cooper.I groaned and propped myself back on the wall. When he was done materializing, he took a few steps forward and put a hand on my shoulder, "I've heard." Like I said, advanced hearing had its disadvantages.I stared at him, not able to speak.He sighed, "I know something like this was bound to happen. So what did you do? Did you tell her?"I looked away not wanting to see his reaction, "I altered her memory."It was silent for a few moments. I guess Cooper left because he didn't want to deal with my selfish pathetic self. Maybe I deserved this abandonment for doing the unthinkable. I averted my eyes back and saw that he was still there. What shocked me was that he had an understanding expression on his face."
(Derek's POV)"Okay. See you guys in a few. Bye."I end the call and slid the phone back to my pocket. I shook my head, amused about Cooper. He has gone nuts again. He took Reagan to a supermarket? What for? I guess I could never keep up on how his crazy mind works, and if I do, I'd probably end up reviewing why I survived being friends with him.Leaning my head back on the reclining leather chair, I thought about my planned talk with my fellow Elders. When I got to the Headquarters, the four of them weren't there. I asked security for their whereabouts, and it seems Rockilian went to Germany to visit his clan, Talon and Connor went to California and Marcus, he didn't say where he was going.What had me baffled though was that my older brother, Darren, came out from Marcus' office. It was suspicious because unauthorized persons can't get into our office, unless cleared by the Elders and security. I'd wanted to ask, out of curiosity, but remembered I didn't want to do anything with him
The day seem to drag like a nightmare, my mind reeling with thoughts of what had happened at lunch. My actions have compromised the logic of the situation and I had brought myself a ticket to karma road.Maybe this was god's way of torturing me with hell on earth, or maybe this was the past coming back to bite me in the ass.I couldn't concentrate in class, because my mind kept replaying the kiss I had with my ex, Bryson. My 16 year old self would have laughed at my face for being a hypocrite because damn, I just kissed a guy who happens to be in a relationship. And here's the kicker, to my best friend Ciara. Fate definitely has its way of kicking your ass to the curb.Bryson however, apologized much to my indignant protest. I explicitly said that he didn't need to, but that boy can be so persistent, I just had to find it adorable.I would never tell him that. That would inflate his ego ten times its original size.To my relief, the bell shrilled and finally, school was over for the d
When does heartbreak begin?With infidelity? Or does it begin long before, when someone swallows more pain than love and was forever altered?Perhaps it didn't matter anymore, in my case.Or perhaps it mattered more than anything else. We berate ourselves based on things that had happened to us, like a buried emotion, covered long after you finally dealt with it. It was eminent, to live and breathe. It required great understanding, seeing all things at once, forward and backward...So we began in the middle, with her eyes fluttered open, her vision blurry. Struggling to focus, she could make out that she was in a room with bare white walls which sparked her confusion. She heard a beeping noise to her left and glanced at it.A heart monitor.Using her poor skills of deduction, it didn't take a genius to know she was in a hospital."Finally," someone said in relief. "You're awake."She turned her head to find that voice and took a sharp intake of breath.His dark blue orbs stared at her
(Derek's POV)I could not believe I had lost control.I almost lost it.If Reagan didn't push me away, I could have sunk my fangs into her smooth delectable neck, the carotid vein visible through my preternatural eyes.Stupid, stupid Derek! Yeah, stupid me.Of course I just have to forget that I hadn't fed for two days. I had been so reliant with human food that I forgot my main nourishment - blood.Reagan's scent was overwhelming, far beyond my advanced scent could take. I lived with her for two years and I made it a point to be properly fed. I wasn't taking any chances though I'm centuries old, I could control my thirst. I've always had.Today proved that I was wrong.Gripping the steering wheel tighter, I stepped on the accelerator even more eager to get to Cathy, my personal feeder.Most vampires would prefer to hunt or go to a specific place for feeding purposes. There were a couple of them around the city and I must admit, it was a lucrative investment for pure bloods. As for co
Have you ever had that feeling when everything just doesn't make any sense?Why?I could name a few things. First, my body was acting on its own accord. Second, I just flung Ciara all the way to the parking lot. Third, I'd just go back with the second because damn, EVERYTHING didn't seemed to fit in the picture.I stared horrified at my hands. Strange it may sound, I could see strings of static all around it. I took deep calming breaths, and slowly, but surely, my hammering heart died down to its normal beat and that strong energy evaporated from my body.Ciara.I jumped at the realization and ran towards the parking lot. As much as I hated her, seeing her hurt worried me. And what's up with her hands and eyes? She looked menacing and... inhuman.I scanned for her on the lot and spotted her leaning on a car, unconscious. There was a huge dent behind her unconscious body, and I'll be damned if the owner freaks out, but that was the least of my concern.She stirred, regaining consciousn
(Derek's POV)Inside my mind, the word 'furious' was the understatement of the century.Having a manipulative and controlling mother had in the space below my rib cage and above my stomach, started a burn of rage. Things were bad enough without consulting me that a date had been set for the wedding."What?" I screamed into the phone. "You or even Alexis didn't bother asking if it's alright?"My mother sighed, "Derek, darling, calm down. This is not something to fuss about."I scoffed at this. Trust my mother to ignore my flaring temper which she caused. "You expect me to calm down after you drop a bomb on me? Are you that eager to marry me off so early that you scheduled it two months away?! You're crazy! Both you and Alexis are crazy!"She gasped, "Derek! Don't you dare raise your voice at me!""You know what? I've had enough! I had enough of your manipulation, your schemes; I'm sick of it.""Derek Josef Kolinkar, watch your language." She scolded."This marriage is good for our clan