The Caw of the Crows

Chapter Three.

The loud bang was some random guy with light brown messy hair. It is all I can see of him as he slowly creeps towards the door of the room.

“Who are you?” I ask a little panicked. He freezes then turns around to face me. He has the same purple eyes like Julian and Emilia. He must be there younger brother.

“I am sorry to have woken you,” he says, “Violet sent to see if you were awake, but you weren’t so I turned around to leave and ran into the chair and knocked it over.” He continues while running his hand through his hair, “Oh and my name is Christian.”

I laugh at what caused the noise, I thought it might have been them, I thought they might have found out exactly who I was opposed to just knowing that I exist.

“That’s quite alright. Can I go see Violet now?” I ask slipping out of the bed to find I’m dressed in a beautiful pale green dress that flows to my mid thigh. It has a V that goes down the front and back, and it stops just below the bust where it is met by a band.

“Yes......” he says staring at me then looking away, heading toward the door.

Wow! This room is huge! It’s the first time I have been able to look at it properly. It has a huge window with dark red curtains, the bed that I was sleeping on is one of those beautiful king size four poster beds (it has a red duvet cover on it that matches the curtains), the walls are a cream colour with a few old looking paintings on them. There are three doors; one that leads to the hallway and the others I assume leads to an en-suite and a walk in wardrobe.

As Christian leads me into the hall I ask, “Christian?”

“Yes?” he asks slowing his fast pace down to match mine.

“Whose room was I in?”

“Juilans. He said you could sleep in his room until we set up a guest room. Violet is in Isobelle’s.”

“Okay. And Christian?”

“Yes?” he laughs.

“Whose dress am I in? And how did I get into it?” I ask confused.

“The dress is Emilia’s’, she guessed that you would be the same size, even though you are a lot taller than her. It goes to just below her knees. She is Eighteen like you, so is Julian, they are twins. Your sister told us your age.” He replies. “Your clothes were pretty bloody when we found you. So we had to change you.” He must have seen the horrified expression on my face because he said, “Don’t worry, Emilia and Isobelle changed you.” He laughs again.

“That’s okay then!” I say feeling a little bit better by the fact that Julian and Christian weren’t there. I let out a small laugh.  

By this point we were walking into what I think is Violets room. My eyes go straight to the bed, Violet is sitting there talking to a girl I think must be Isobelle. Julian is leaning on the wall next to a bouncing Emilia. I rush across the room and hug Violet, while sitting on the bed I pull back, and put my hands on either side of her face, “Are you alright?” I ask with a little bit of panic in my voice, as I read her mind. She has some pain in her ribs. The left side, I can sense it.

She has a slightly amused look on her face as she says “I’m fine.” She smiles and I see a twinge of pain cross her face as she breathes in. “No you’re not, don’t lie to me. You have a broken rib.” I say matter-of-factly, scowling at her. A horrified expression crosses her face as she looks at me pointedly. Crap. I just said something I shouldn’t have. Crap, crap, crap!

“Yeah, I do.” she says looking down trying to get them to forget about what happened, I brush all of their minds. They all noticed, but don’t want to say anything. I burst into tears.

“I am so sorry, Violet!” I sob. “I should have stayed awake, I should have protected you better, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay Scarlett, we are both still alive aren’t we? Yes, I may have a bump on my head and a broken rib and, yes, you may have four stitches in your forehead and some bruises. But we are both still alive.” She looks at me directly in the eyes, her sapphire ones burning brightly.

I’m still crying as I say, “I guess.... I am glad we are both alive though. I don’t know what I would have done without you.”

“You would have kept on living.” she says saying it in a way that made it seem obvious.

It’s at this point, I notice everyone else in the room again. Not that I care that they saw this. It’s my sister. Emilia, Christian and Isobelle are looking at the floor. Julian is looking out the Window with a pained expression on his face. Something is bothering him.

Suddenly my stomach growls and everyone in the room laughs at me. “I guess I’m hungry.” I say with a nervous giggle.

 “It is time for breakfast. We will all go to the kitchen.” Julian says, coming over to help me off the bed like a true gentleman. Christian came over with Isobelle to help Violet. I feel so bad.

The smell of bacon and eggs is now flooding my senses from the kitchen. I slip into Julian’s mind briefly, he is doing the rest of the eggs. I slip out. I hate going into people I likes mind. I usually just sense them to make sure everything is okay. But I’m hungry and need to know how long the foods going to be.

Christian is helping Julian cook by making the bacon. Anytime now, I think as my Stomach growls again. Emilia laughs from beside me and Violet and Isobelle laugh from across the table. We are in the dining room.

“Breakfast is ready!” Julian and Christian yell as they come out of the kitchen. Walking over Julian places a plate of the best looking bacon, eggs and toast in front of Emilia and I, and I actually nearly drool. Gross. Christian goes and does the same to Vi and Belle. They quickly dash back into the kitchen and come back out with one glass of what I assume is wine and one glass of Orange Juice each.  Belle and Emilia got the Wine and Violet and I got the Orange Juice.

“Aren’t you a little bit young to be drinking wine? What are you, 16?” I ask Belle, it came out a little bit rude but oh well.

“Yes, I am 16, and this?” she says laughing “This is –“

She was cut off by Julian sending her daggers and saying “Do you like your Food Scarlett?”

“Oh, yes, it tastes amazing!” I compliment him, shoving more in my mouth. What was Belle about to say? This is??? What? I really want to peep in her head.... But I know I shouldn’t, now that my better sense has come back to me.... I really shouldn’t its rude. She won’t even know it’s happening, she will just feel a little tingle in her head. No, it’s rude. An invasion of privacy.

After we finished breakfast we all head into one of their lounge rooms to watch a movie. I sit In the middle of one of the three seaters next to Julian and Emilia and Violet is sitting next to Christian and Isobelle on the other.

The movie we decide to watch is really boring.  I start to feel a little drowsy. You know what it’s like when a movie is boring and you’re in the dark, I think as I fall asleep.

Running through the trees in the pouring rain, I hold on to his hand for my life. He can run faster than any human. I trip over a fallen tree, panic shoots through his eyes –

I wake up. Opening my eyes I find myself curled up against Julian. He has his arm around me and is asleep too, my head on his chest. Emilia is asleep at the other end of the couch. Everyone is asleep. Feeling safe, I fall back asleep. This time not dreaming about what’s to come, at all. 

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