HeartBeat

Chapter 37

Chapter 37

Ava

Getting to Chase's house, wasn't difficult on feet. I had run most of the way, finding that I had to relieve some of the energy that raged inside me.

The feeling left me muddled. It's almost an outer body experience, a disconnect in a way that, felt instinctive, as if it were meant to be done, running to him. The thought of him eclipsed all others, possessing my mind as I move my feet faster. The feeling within me, banged against my insides, as if to get my attention, even as it already had it. Chase's face flashed inside my mind, and excitement bursts from within me. I wanted to see him as much as I needed to. Yet there was a twinge of hesitation, that reminded me that something was strange, wrong, almost, but still familiar. But I had come to find that anything that concerns Chase Montgomery is strange. Much like my feelings as of late, most, if not all were triggered by Chase, leaving my emotions in a storm of confusion, that despite everything, I was coming to enjoy.

I make it to the luxurious home, walking up the large driveway, eating away the distance between my lover and I.

My steps continue almost blindly to Chase, with my emotions heightening. This time, I felt inner turmoil, a worry that had me, a trained and biologically engineered assassin, stumbling forward.

I go passed the pool, noticing with a swift glance, that no one stood there with laughter and drinks anymore.

Moving in closer, my frantic steps finally start to slow, as the haze, that took hold of my mind falters. Murmured voices fill my ears, far away enough that I could barely make out a few words. My ears were becoming downright human with each intake of the suppressers. I scoff at the weakness.

Voices, nearer to me ring in my ears clearer than the others. There's a nudge on my eardrums, my instincts willing me to listen, not just hear. I do as I walk closer, my ears instantly registering Chase's voice.

Pleasure seeps into me at the deep tones of his voice, and I open the door, only to halt as I recognize the person who is speaking to him. Annoyance flares within me. I move on silent feet, coming closer.

My intentions change as I inch forward, now more insidious, than a second ago.

Even with the eagerness to kill the girl, my steps falter at a sudden declaration of love, tightening my fists. I may not understand the emotion too well in the romantic sense, but I can claim her neck for her words alone.

I'm unsure why, when I finally catch sight of them, that I'm surprised at how close they are, I should have been able to establish their positions in the room by their voices alone. Again, the suppressers are doing too much to my body, but then again, only was seconds ago I was consumed by the murderous thought of removing a stain from existence. And now that drive has extended to the lover who I had the urge to embrace, and kiss with the intentions to make love through the night.

His call to me grows silent, and my mind clears. My future plans fall to ruin, as I watch the two together with a stillness, only I, and a few others are capable of. Their faces are close, eyes fluttering closed, and hands touching. It boggled my mind, the sight. It confused me, yet enraged me, so much so, I squeeze my eyes closed before opening it again. Not a waking nightmare then, just a common betrayal. This was in fact not the result of my broken mind. I have a thought that I would have preferred that instead.

I can't stop the visceral sound of pain that escapes me. I am often clueless to the feelings cursing through me these days, but the sight before me caused me a pain I knew well. One deep enough to poke holes within my soul, to shatter my heart, and to crumble my mind.