TYLER“Stop thinking,” I whispered to myself, barely aware that I had said anything. I couldn't be the only one who hated how our hearts often made life harder for us. This was a pretty simple issue; I liked Bella a lot, but she was in a serious relationship so there was no chance that we would ever be a thing. End of story, right? Well, if only it were that easy. Now, don't get me wrong, I actually liked Ada as a friend, but I had to be honest with myself. I really liked her and would like for us to be more than friends—if, of course, she wasn't in a relationship. But sadly, that wasn't the case. I left the room and went to the living room. Grandma, Mrs. Miller, and Johnny were in the living room talking about one thing—the last Xiray that, for some obscure reason, hadn't come yet. “We can't keep staying here,” Mrs. Miller said, her legs crossed before her. “I say we give it a day or two at most, and then head for our respective homes.”Grandpa's eyebrows were raised, and he loo
ADA You know, I could write a whole damn novel based on all the stuff that has happened to me in the last two months or so. It's crazy how my entire life just turned around. From worrying about my crappy job and alcoholic bestie, now I have to worry about being killed by demons and a psychotic witch whose intentions are still unknown to all of us. Yes, my life is a total mess. If I could say this in fifty other languages, I would. I couldn't even think of a way to clean it all up. Oh, how I wish I could get my old life back. I would pay to have it again. I don't want to accept that this craziness isn't just a part of my life, but what it will remain.Tyler paced back and forth as he spoke into the phone, "Ethan, I need to hear the whole thing from the top. Take your time and explain everything."Oh, Ethan! Tyler had told me about him. He's some human guy who can see the real form of Xiray. What are the chances that we would know one human who could do that, considering only a handfu
ETHAN “An innocent heart holds no fear,” my mother would say to me as a kid.So why was I afraid? Though my life wasn't the most exciting, I was content with it before I saw that demon. From that moment on, I had no peace. My thoughts were consumed by it. When I wasn't thinking about it, I was trying to force myself not to. It was suffocating.The worst part was that I couldn't tell anyone about it. Look, don't get me wrong, I was relieved that Brent didn't remember seeing Acelia- he was better off not knowing about whatever this was. But that meant I was alone in this.“I will explain everything to you,” Tyler had said when I called him yesterday. “I know this is a lot to take in, but it is what it is.”Tyler seemed to know who Acelia was, but I found it disheartening that I couldn't find much comfort in him, as his tone made it clear that he was deathly afraid of her. Still, speaking to him somewhat pacified my worried heart.Shit. Wasn't my life like a movie now? While I spoke to
ADA"Mum, for the hundredth time, I'm fine," I said, leaving the living room to join Dad in the dining area.Mum followed me, a cup of hot tea in her hands. "Ada, I know what you're going through. But you have to understand I need to know you're in control of your powers and, more importantly, that you're fine.""Mum, I've told you that Tyler has been helping me via text messages online," I let out, noticing Dad's attention left the sports article he was reading on his tablet as he looked at me.Dad didn't like that I chose to get help from Tyler instead of him and Mum. It had been about a week since we left the cabin and went to our respective homes. I was going to leave the house in two days to head back to my flat in the city."Have some tea," Mum said, handing the cup to me."Mum, I have already had this in the morning.""Sweetheart, it's herbal tea," she said. "You can never have too much. Ask anyone."I downed the tea in two gulps and handed the cup back to her. "Anything else?"
ADA"I don't need you to get yourself all worked up before dinner," Grandma said, helping to set a hat on to her husband’s head.Grandma had always been like this whenever Grandpa wanted to go to the football stadium. You see, they had many common interests, but football just wasn't one of them."We will be back long before dinner," Grandpa said, putting a final check on his wristwatch before stepping out of the house.Today promised to be a good day. It was Grandpa's birthday, and we weren't planning on having a big celebration. Grandma was just going to make dinner, and that was all. Johnny and two of Grandpa's friends, both of which were werewolves, were the only guests we would have."We will crush them," Grandpa said as we drove. "Yes, they have a new coach, but he really can't do much with that team of theirs.""Of course," I agreed.Normally, Johnny would come with us whenever we went to see a football match, but today he had something important to do at the bank.Ever since we
TYLER“I say we ambush him at once,” Grandpa whispered. “He wouldn't even know how to defend himself.”“Okay, sounds about fine,” Johnny agreed. “So we go now?”You know what? Grandpa's idea wasn't bad at all. There were six of us at this table. Six werewolves versus one Xiray. Against a regular Xiray, there would be no fight. We would claw it down in an instant.But there was something they hadn’t all noticed. The man before them wasn't a regular Xiray. For one, he was composed. Xirays were always disoriented around werewolves, with only the desire to kill them. This one seemed too calm for someone standing before six supernaturally powerful beings. Presently, he was unwrapping a piece of gum, barely paying attention to us.Also, he was still in human form. When close to werewolves, a Xiray couldn't keep up the facade of having a human form. They kept slipping in and out of it. This wasn't happening to him.“No, we must not do that,” I asserted. “We do it as we have always done in th
ADAPeace and quiet. That was all I felt at the moment. Once again, I had one of those dreams where I knew I was unconscious, yet the realism of it all arrested me.I found myself in what appeared to be a magical garden, bathed in sunshine, filled with colourful blooms all around me. Amongst the other flowers, the sunflowers stood out from the rest, all standing proud yet peaceful. Their yellow petals were broad and cheerful, and I chose to see them as the perfect embodiment of summer itself. Even though I knew I was asleep, I wouldn't have minded staying there for a while."Oh dear!" I exclaimed, my face lighting up as I saw butterflies move around.The garden itself was alive, with the fluttering of butterfly wings. Their bright colours and graceful movements left me awestruck with childlike wonder. I crouched and looked closer as the butterflies perched on the flowers. It seemed as though even they knew the sunflowers were particularly beautiful. Every time a butterfly landed on a
TYLER"We are not safe here," Grandpa yelled as he ate breakfast, "and we are not safe anywhere else.""Shouting will not help you," Grandma said."Well, it's easy for you to say; you're not the one with a missing eye," Grandpa retorted.Grandma looked squarely at him, the fork in her hands dropping into the plate. "Are you forgetting that your own friend died here? He came to celebrate your life and then lost his own. Look, I get that you're sad, and that's only expected. You were hurt, and this might hurt to hear, but at least you're alive. Billy would have loved to be in your shoes and not buried in the woods."Grandpa kept quiet and continued eating his meal. As you would expect, everyone was still quite shaken after what happened on Grandpa's birthday. Every sound I heard made me jump. Even now, I was terrified because we didn't know what he was going to do next.After breakfast, we all kept to ourselves for a while, no one really saying anything to each other. Until Grandpa star