Mystique Well

Chapter 46: Lost Control

(Monica's POV)

Kyle and I were sitting in the park. He was looking at me and I was looking at him. I could not tolerate his silence so I gently held his hand and asked, "are you okay?"

"Yeah" he mumbled.

"How is your mom now?" I asked.

"Not much improvement." He said.

"Kyle, everything will be fine. You are a fighter. Your mother is fighter and she will definitely beat the disease." I said.

"I don't know Monica. The doctor has said that she needs bone marrow transplantation, as soon as possible, but even then the chances of recovery are almost zero. I'm scared Monica. Really really scared." He said and a lone tear escape from his eyes and my heart sank  seeing that.

I had no idea what to say, what to do, how to console him. So I just let him cry in my arms.
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(Eric's POV)

"What's wrong?" I asked Genevieve.

"Not your business." She replied harshly and when I looked at her with frowned eyebrows, she said, "uh... I'm sorry... I'm just coming okay. Wait for me."

Genevieve and I were sitting in a restaurant and she was feeling uncomfortable for quite some time so I asked her what was the problem but she got irritated. Anyway this is nothing new, these days she always behaves strangely. If I ask her something she gets irritated, if I say something she does not pay attention. Sometimes it seems as if this is not she but some other girl in her body. Earlier she was not like this. Not at all. I don't know what happened to her suddenly. Maybe I'm not worthy of her.

After waiting for about half an hour for her to come back, I called her but when she did not pick up my call, I lost my patience and got up and asked the waitress who was serving our order, "excuse me, did you see the girl sitting next to me going somewhere?"

Suddenly there was a hustle and a guy shouted that there was a dead body lying in the restroom and this created a turmoil in the restaurant. I ran to the restroom and started shouting, "Genevieve! Genevieve, are you in there?" But when I didn't get any response I got panicked but then, "Eric" I turned back and saw Genevieve standing in front of me. I hugged her tightly and asked, "Where were you?"

"I was feeling a little suffocated so I went out to get some air." She said.

"Are you alright.?" I asked.

"Yeah I'm absolutely fine and why do you look so worried?" She asked me and then I asked her, "Do you even know what happened here?"

"Nothing happened." She said and I was awestruck by that.

"Wha-What?" I asked.

"C'mon Eric, there wasn't any dead body in the restroom." She said nonchalantly and I was shocked.

"But..." Before I could say anything she said, "Nothing has happened, everything is fine. I think that guy must have been drunk."

“How did you know?” I asked folding my arms over my chest.

"About what?" She asked getting confused.

"Any guy shouted here, the dead body, and all. How did you know? You had gone out, right?" I asked and she started laughing nervously and said, "I mean I went to the restroom before I went out and everything was normal."

I shrugged and she said, "everything is all right Eric and look, the chaos is also over now. I told you someone spread a rumour. Come on, let's sit."

"No. Let's go from here." I said sternly.

"What? Why?" She yelled getting irritated and I yelled back, "I said, let's go." She was taken aback by this and stormed out, stamping her feet.
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(Maya's POV)

As soon as I entered the practice hall, a cute handsome guy greeted me, “Good morning madam.”

I smiled and said, “Good morning, why did you say ‘ma’am’?”

"You are my trainer and a trainer is like a teacher soooo...'ma'am'." he said.

I laughed and said, "what's with you today? The injury was on your leg but the impact is on your brain."

"I gave you respect by calling you ma'am and you are making fun of me." He said making a face and I tried hard to stop myself from squeezing him like a teddy bear.

"That's weird Mayson. Call me Maya." I said.

"Okay." He said.

"By the way, how is your ankle now? Are you doing better?" I asked.

"I'm doing best. I mean yeah, it doesn't hurt anymore." He said.

I nodded and we started to groove with the rhythm and being a professional he was following my each and every move perfectly. After practicing for about an hour, we got tired and sat down on the floor.

He took the bottle kept there and gave it to me, saying, "You must be tired."

"Aren't you too." I said and gestured him to drink it.

He opened the lid of the bottle and while opening it he cut his finger a little and it started bleeding a little and then exactly what I was afraid of happened.

BLOOD.

SMELL OF BLOOD.

I started craving blood and my eyes turned crimson, which startled him. I immediately turned my face away so that he could not see my eyes but he had already seen it.

"Maya, are you okay?" He asked.

"Leave. Mayson leave." I said. My fangs started coming out ready to pierce anyone and I started feeling a sharp pain in my head.

It is all my fault. I have not drunk blood for almost three months and now since I have the got the smell of blood, my thirst is getting out of control.

"Maya your eyes! What's wrong? Are you sick?" He asked timidly.

"Mayson leave. Please leave. Please." I said almost begging him.

"I'm not leaving you alone in this condition. I'm calling the medic." He said that and I completely lost my control and in a blink of an eye and I pushed him against the wall while strangling him.

Bloody red eyes, sharp piercing fangs, my face looked like a demon and he was so scared that his whole body had gone numb. My sharp pointed canines were about to pierce his neck but then...

I can't. I can't kill him. I can't. I can't. I will not kill him. No. Aaagghhhhhhhh! I shouted in my mind and let go of him in a jerk and he fell on the floor.

"Wha-What you are...no... you..." He started mumbling something inaudibly, but I did not dare to even look at him and ran out of the door at the speed of a bullet. I didn't think twice and just kept running, no matter how much pain I was in, I just kept running until I reached...

"Enzo help me."