Warriors (Destined Series 2)

Chapter 8 Some Answers Arn't Worth The Questions

Taylor's POV

When I came to, I was on the couch in the living room and all 11 people were staring at me.

"Hey gorgeous." Josh said with goofy smile on his face, the flirt.

"Hey ugly." I chuckled and so did everybody else.

"She's ok!" Scarlett said clapping her hands.

I rolled my eyes and sat up, "No I'm dead." I said sarcastically.

"Are you sure you're ok?" Damon asked and grabbed my arm and right when I was about to go off, I saw the worry painted on his face. He was worried about me? No, he just wants me because he finds me a challenge, he doesn't truely care. Or does he? What's wrong with me?

I stood up and brushed past him. "I said I'm fine." I said faking annoyance, as I went to the bath room and locked the door behind me. I slid down the bathroom door and rested my head on my knees and put my hands on my neck.

I like to think of my heart surrounded by walls, walls that were put in place so I don't get hurt and somebody else doesn't get hurt. Damon keeps on slithering between the cracks reaching my heart. I don't know what love feels like, but I think this is what it feels like. But I can't love, I will die and go to heaven but Damon will go to hell when he dies. Of corse I fall for a vampire.

I stood up and splashed water on my face and looked in the mirror. I have to find my priorities, first find the sword, second get the sword, three kill the demon and stop the evil king's men, then if I must, die and go to heaven. There was no room for love. I had to toughen up. I might have been on the living realms for a while, but like my destiny is written, "She is to bring peace among the realms, and make friends along the way, she will leave a legacy behind as she comes home after her destiny." No where does it say fall in love. I imagined I was putting on armor, to shield myself from emotions and keeping everyone else at an icy distance. No more being nice to Damon. Freeze him out. If not for myself then for him. I had to go find Scarlett so she could tell me the possible locations for the sword.

I can do this.

Scarlett POV

This was just like me. Of corse I made her faint, insted of reassurance, I gave her more worry than she could handle.

I'm the most powerful witch of all time and I destroy everything I touch like I was born to do, no wonder Blake practically hates me. Yes, I have a huge crush on him and I'm positive he knows, everybody knows, but he strongly dislikes me. And before you all say I'm weird because I like someone who, not only treats me like crap, but I also like some inconsiderate bastard, I have seen under his very rough exterrior towards me. He is very nice and charming and sweet to anybody and everybody. I make the only exception to his charming behavior. Maybe he can sense the darkness in me that I was destined for.

When Taylor went to the bath room and we all clearly heard the lock, clearly she needs a minute. We sat down on the couch that was once occupied by a fainted Taylor. I of corse sat next to Blake, I did that any chance I got, and I'm sure everybody noticed.

It was awkwardly silent, so I did what I did best, I started a conversation. "How was your trip Josh?" Josh has been away for 3 years on assignment and got back just before Taylor and.... David? No, Damon that was his name. He was a looker, with tons of mucles, and blue eyes that made you want to scream. I looked over at him and he had worry, and hurt on his face, if I concentrated I could read his aura and pick up some of his thoughts, nobody knew I could do this. Because if they knew who I really was, who I was destined to be....

Josh interrupted my thoughts, I ripped my eyes from a worrying Damon."It was memorable, but I wouldn't mind making some more memories, dinner at 8?" I almost laughed. Josh was just joking of corse, he was the flirt of our little group. Everybody needed one right? To keep the awkward silence at bay I played along.