The Experiment (Discontinued)

Chapter 4 : Vampires, Werewolves now Witches!?

I sighed and closed the notebook. I got out my inhaler from where Zayn said it would be. Unfortunately, it wasn't there and I was slightly confused. Why would he tell me it was there when it wasn't? I decided to ignore the thought and continued to search.

After a few minutes of searching for the damn thing I decided to finally succumb to my tiredness. I sat down on the chair and looked out the window. It was raining outside and the once aquamarine sky was overshadowed by a mass of charcoal clouds. I guess I wasn't sleeping tonight. Hooray. Wait- The window. Shit, why do I have to be so dumb at times of a life and death situation. I got up from the chair and first walked towards the door. There was no one in sight and I decided that it was okay to make my move. I quickly but quietly walked to the window. I turned the handle and pushed it slightly. It was open! I opened it more, enough for me to get out from. Then I remembered about my inhaler and how I couldn't leave without it. I panicked when a hint of silver shuffled it's way into my view. I turned my head seeing my inhaler on the floor. I quickly picked it up and turned to the window once more. I jumped out not hesitating at all. I felt the wind rush past my face and I got caught on a branch not so far from the ground.

Once I had released my self, I ran as fast as I could. Away from the vampires, away from my troubles. Away from everyone.

I had been a few hours since I ran away from the facility. I decided it was better to just head back before they find out and Zayn punishes me. Or I could run into those werewolves again. I shuddered at the thought if being a captive once more. Now that I think about it, aren't there witches in the world too. Although they're very rare to see and extremely legendary to capture. This was most likely due to them having magic in their possession. Actually, physical strength aside, they're considered the most powerful of the supernatural. The only reason that people view them as weak, worthless creatures is because of not having strong physical appearance. Honestly, what is with people and always judging a book by their cover. How rude.

While all this was happening, I drifted deeper and deeper into my thoughts about how witches were better than all the supernatural that exist in this universe. I felt eyes on me from behind and I hesitantly turned around. No one was there and a confused looked washed over my face. I began to quicken my pace afraid of what might happen if I lower my guard.

I turned a corner and looked around. I  observed my new surroundings not recognizing a single bit. Crap, don't tell me o got lost. What am I going to do now?

I felt a cold grip on my shoulder and yelped at the sudden contact. I turned my head around to see a man I had never seen before. Here we go again. I turned my body around fully and took a few steps back. I sighed in boredom already knowing what was coming next. This was just a repeated pattern. I began counting on my fingers, one, Zayn. Two, werewolf prince/leader or something I didn't really stick around to find out. Finally, three, random werewolf that takes pleasure in torturing the poor and innocent. I held up my three fingers in front of my face so he could see.

"Three times, this have been in this kind of situation three times, two of which occurred yesterday," I said.

"Woah, lady, calm down. Just wanna talk no need to turn all of your defensive modes on," he said holding up his hands like I was a police officer and he was a wanted criminal.

I glared at him still cautious of what he could do. I just sighed and took back my hand. I looked down at the ground. Gosh, how do I keep getting into these situations. I glanced back up to see his face. He was grinning evilly. I scowled at him.

"You traitor." I said in absolute disgust.

"Now, now darling, that's no way to talk to someone who's about to save you, is it?" he questioned still having a sly grin visible on his grotesque face.