The sound of the key entering the lock of my back door, echoed through my house; catching me off guard. Something about it sounded louder than it had ever been as I became frozen into place whilst I carefully listened. The back door eerily creaked as it was pushed open and a heavy footstep hit the light coloured tile of my kitchen floor. I gulped and carefully reached over for the pen knife that rested on the carpet beside my bag.
Cautiously, I crept across the floor and towards the top of the stairs so that I could possibly hear a little better in order to gain more of an idea of who it was that had entered my home. As I moved, the events that had occurred earlier that day, played in my mind.
“Now, regarding the person that has been following me, I believe that she may end up being rather dangerous towards the Fae,” Azazel had said.
“Why? Because she is stalking you?” I replied.
“No because she is obsessed,”
“What does this have to do with me?” I asked.
“Just watch your back,”
“Oh please don’t be a Fae-obsessed stalker!” I muttered quietly as I heard the intruder sigh and turn on the tap.
“Riley?” He shouted as my foot landed on the top step.
It’s Lewis… my mind whispered and I sighed in relief.
“Yeah?” I called down the stairs as I stood and slowly walked.
“I’ve withdrawn the money and I think we should go as soon as we are able, I’m sure that someone is watching your house,” replied Lewis.
“What makes you say that?”
“I don’t know, just a feeling I guess,” muttered Lewis as I walked through the front room and into the kitchen. “I just want to be certain your safe,”
“Your paranoid, I understand that. Have things gotten worse or something?”
“On the way here, I saw someone wearing the badge of a Fae. They were being attacked by a group of youths and I…” replied Lewis, his voice quivered.
“You what?”
“I just stood there. I didn’t know what to do. I know that if it were you, Riley, I would have jumped in to help you but with this person, I didn’t know what to think or do or say. I just froze up,” replied Lewis, his voice shaking like a leaf and his hands clenching into tight fists.
“You can’t save everyone,”
“What would you have done, Riley?”
“That doesn’t matter-” he cut me off
“You would have run in there, Fae or not! You would have tried to help the person, you wouldn’t have even cared if you were stabbed in the process! I know you!” Lewis snapped angrily.
“You don’t know if I would have done that or not…”
“At the college, you didn’t hesitate did you? You could have been shot! But you didn’t care! That guy was intent on killing all the Fae outside the building and you didn’t hesitate! You ran out there, not caring that you wouldn’t be allowed back into the building so you wouldn’t be able to continue with your education! You didn’t care! You went to help! Went to stop him!” Lewis shouted as his body shook with anger and self-hate.
“That doesn’t matter,”
“Of course it matters! You did something inspirational and what did I do? I froze!”
“Lewis…”
“Riley, I watched as that poor man fought back and I didn’t intervene. The only time I did anything was when it had gotten to the point that peoples lives were at risk, that was it,” replied Lewis as he turned his head to reveal his left eye was swollen and had already started to bruise.
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Dragonfly
Fantasy"The governments of the world, they don’t want you to know my story, but I’m going to tell you anyway, that’s if you’re willing to listen. My name is Riley Jones and this is my story." Riley was an ordinary 21 year old girl, with a very promising f...
