Unwanted

Chapter 16

The truth. Sometimes it hurts, sometimes its great, sometimes you never want to hear it. But the thing with true is, that it always finds a way to come out, whether you like it or not.

Chapter 16

Storming down the attic stairs, then downstairs and through my bedroom door, I didn't care if I made a lot of noise, I was done with all the lies. If Jared knew....Oh he's dead if he knew! And didn't tell me!?

So much rage was running through me, I wasn't thinking straight.

Yanking open my screen door, and slamming it behind me, I marched to Jared's house.

Who did this dick think he was?! Hiding things from me?! Important things, regarding my family. He's dead when I find him, simple as that.

Finally reaching Jared's screen door, I banged my knuckles on it until they started to hurt.

"Jared?! You! Ugh! Get out here! We need to talk!" I yelled, not caring if the neighbors' heard. Screw them. I was pissed, no not pissed, livid.

After about five more minutes of banging on his door I saw a mess of blonde hair come into view, Jared. It looked like he just woke up. Poor him!

He looked angry when his honey colored eyes locked onto my blue ones. But after he took a closer look, I bet he saw how pissed I looked. His eyebrows rose in surprise, then a cocky smug look fell onto his plump lips. The nerve of this asshole!

Jared opened his screen door only a little bit to peek his head out.

"What do you want?" He asked, annoyed.

My glared hardened. He has got to be shitting me!

"What do I want? Me? As in Nicole Ryan? An average girl, oh wait! No that's not right anymore. I'm not average, because apparently my great, great, great, grandfather was Merlin. Yes, Merlin, the witch. Meaning I am a witch!" I shouted in his face.

His face paled, his eyes widened. He looked like he just got caught with his hand in a cookie jar by his mother. Hah! I'm far worse bucko!

"Ya! You fucking asshole! And you!" I pointed to his face, all up close and personal. "Knew! This whole time!" I cried out, I was suddenly tired.

"Keep it down would you?" He asked, while grabbing my left elbow and dragging me inside his bedroom.

"Maybe if you didn't lie to my face!" I yelled in his face.

"Well technically I didn't lie, you never asked, and I just never said." He shrugged, like it was nothing.

"I didn't know! I didn't know I was a witch! I didn't know my father was killed! I just thought he left us. But he was safe." My voice cracked at the end.

I never got the chance to morn my dad, I think the information that he was truly gone just hit me.

I felt myself falling, but before I hit the ground, Jared caught me. He grabbed my waist and lifted me up until he was bear hugging me. His arms were wrapped tightly around my waist.

"He's really gone?" I asked no one in particular. The tears were free falling now. I couldn't stop them even if I wanted to.

"Shhh. It's alright." Jared cooed in my ear. Somehow his voice calmed me to where I wasn't sobbing anymore. The occasional sniffle was still coming out. 

I wrapped my arms around Jared's neck and put my head on his shoulder. Since I was only about 5'4 and he was about 6'2, my head barely reached up to his shoulder.

"Jared you have to tell me everything. And I mean everything." I whispered into his neck.

Jared let out a big breath, like he's been holding it forever.

"That's just the thing Nicole, I cant tell you everything." Jared replied.

My heart sank. I thought for once he could tell me everything, and who knows, maybe my life would have turned out better if he did. But he's not going to, he said so himself. With that in mind, I pulled away from Jared, I didn't want him to touch me, it'd only hurt more, I guess I deserved this life. This life filled with lies, lies from my father, lies from my mother, and what hurt the most was lies from Jared.

Pulling away from Jared was probably the hardest thing I had to do. I knew that he would break me eventually, I just didn't think it'd be so soon. I thought maybe if I already knew some of what I wanted him to tell me, maybe he could have just told me the rest.

But not for me apparently. I wiped the silent tears that started escaping from my eyes when I pulled myself away from Jared, I started walking back, farther, and farther. Until I was about ten feet away from him. I didn't want to be close to him, or so I told myself. But in reality, my body and mind craved him for some reason.

But reality was never coming true, Jared didn't want me. Who would right? The broken girl who lives next door with an abusive mother. No one wants that kind of baggage around.

Thinking about it made more tears silently fall, I wiped them away as quickly as they fell. But my vision still become blurry seconds later.

Looking at Jared now, I've never seen him so, troubled. Like he didn't know what to do in this situation.

After I got over this rejectment, I promised myself never to let myself hurt again. No one will even come close to my heart ever again. And with that in mind, I stood straighter, wiped the remaining tears away, and looked Jared straight in the eyes. I let him see how much he hurt me, I let him see the broken girl for the first time, I let down my barriers, but only for a minute.

His face fell, like he finally realized how much he's hurt me the past two weeks, but it didn't matter. Not anymore. Nothing mattered. Nothing.

"Nicole I'm-" Jared started, but I cut him off.

"It's alright. I understand. I wont bother you anymore." With that said, I turned on my heel and walked to his screen door.

Opening his screen door, I didn't bother closing it behind me, I just kept walking to my house.

"Nicole wait!" I heard a shout behind me.

I didn't wait, instead I walked faster. Twenty more steps, I chanted in my head. Fifteen more, I kept counting down.

I started thinking, who was I kidding? Magic doesn't exist, and Jared just proved it. I was skeptical before, but I'm sure it doesn't exist now, or Jared would have told me right? If it was something so important, he would tell me, maybe?

Right when I reached out to open my screen door, a hand grabbed my shoulder and yanked me back. I spun on my heel, almost tripping, but the hand stabled me.

I looked up and saw Jared, looking angry. It looked like his eyes kept flashing from his normal honey colored, to black. I blinked, I'm seriously imaging things, I thought.

"What do you want Jared? Hasn't everything already been said?" I asked, I was already defeated, couldn't he see that?

"Right, because you said everything that needed to be said right?" Jared snapped. 

I blinked, confused. What? "I suppose so. You weren't saying anything. You told me you wouldn't tell me anything. So nothing else needs to be said." I replied.

"You are one annoying girl!" He ran his right hand through his hair, looking annoyed.

"If you only wanted to insult me, then I think I'll be leaving." I didn't let him see how much his insult hurt me.

He let out out a string of curses before running both of his hands through his hair and looking right at me. I sucked in my breath from the look he gave me. It was a look of desperation, like he was trying to get me to understand. Understand what?

"Jared, tell me everything or leave." I stated, while crossing my arms over my chest. I didn't want to hear anymore bullshit.

With his lips pursued in a thin line, he whispered, "I am a warlock." He was a warlock? As in a witch? So they are real? I wasn't dreaming? "But I'm also a werewolf." He finished.

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