I hate you and you hate me...there, now we're even with each other. (Chp. 18)

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Recap

Aislin's POV

I fell to the ground in pain and he took advantage of that to began kicking me over and over in in my chest and stomache. I curled up into a ball but all he did was get on top of me and began to punch me. I tried to protect myself but he was too strong. When he pried my hands from my face, that's when I finally realized just of how much of a monster he was. He hissed at me and fangs...fangs popped out of his mouth and he smiled wickedly. I let out the most sharpest scream I'd ever made and he leaned down so quickly before I even blinked and sank his fangs into my neck.

My pain began to become so unbearable that I didn't have the strength to scream anymore. I felt the strength being drained out of me and my world slowly began to subside into a sea of black.

I love you Seth...

End of Recap

Seth's POV

I was not happy with the fact that Aislin had gone with Blake to the movies. Now that I thought about it, I didn't think Blake even planned to take her to the movies. I stared at Aislin's brother, Andrew, for a couple minutes. I had come to their home to see if Aislin was alright because for some reason I got a bad feeling in my gut, "Do you know where they went? Because they're not at the movies." I said. Andrew shook his head, beginning to get worried, "No. He just told me he was taking her to the movies. And that's it." I was about to speak when darkness clouded my vision for a moment and heard Aislin's voice: I love you Seth....

I swallowed and opened my eyes, "I knew this would happen! I knew it! Why the hell did I let her go?!" I screamed at myself. Andrew took me by the shoulders and forced me to face him, "Okay listen, we're going to find her. I'm sure Blake didn't take her far. They left only about twenty minutes ago." Ms. Smith then came into the hallway and smiled when she saw me, "Hi Seth. What are you doing here? Aislin went out with Blake." I nodded, "Yes. I know Ms. Smith. But's it's just that I think something's wrong and we need to find Aislin."

Her smile dissapeared, "What do you mean? Blake said they were going to the movies." Andrew sighed and let go of me, "Mom, I think he's on to something. I've always had a bad feeling about him and now...I'm starting to get worried." She let out a breath of air, a clear sign she was getting worried as well, and went over to the closet to take out a black jacket. She gave it to Andrew, "Honey, I want you and Seth to go and find Aislin. I'm going to call your uncle and see if he can help. Be careful, okay?" Andrew nodded as he slipped on his coat and gave his mom a hug, "We'll find her. I promise." She nodded and watched as we slipped out the door and into the night.

As we hopped into my car, Andrew looked at me as if I were crazy, "Aren't you cold?" I looked down at my arms because I wasn't wearing a hoodie. I was wearing a black tee-shirt and black jeans. I shook my head, "No. I have a body temperature of 104 because of my werewolf genes." Andrew nodded and I stepped on the gas pedal and began to drive. As I drove, I noticed that the closer we got to the school on the far side of town, the more of a black smokey steam showed up. I became confused and opened the window to get a whiff of it.

I took in a breath of air only to have a pungent odor enter my nostrils and I began to gag. Andrew looked at me, "Dude, what are you doing?" I closed the window and felt my eyes beginning to water, "The smell. Can't you smell it? It's awful." Andrew looked out the window and then saw what I was talking about. He leaned forward to get a better view, "What the hell is that?" I shook my head, "I don't know but it smells terrible." Andrew shrugged and lowered down the window to get a whiff of it himself but when he brought his head back in, he didn't look quite as disturbed by the smell as I was, "It doesn't smell that bad. In fact, it smells kinda of...good. Almost too good." He took another whiff and closed the window before looking at me, "You know, it kind of reminds me of honey and ginger.

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