Urge To Escape

Chapter 8: Almost

Do you ever feel like everytime you run you hit a wall, and you find that the more you panic, the harder it is to find an escape? Like the four walls that were once your protection, only just suffocate you, slowly absorbing the oxygen out of your lungs? That was exactly how I felt and it was almost as if wherever I went, Richard would always pull the strings and I could never escape him no matter how strong the urge. I had to gather myself together before homeroom was over and I got into trouble for being late, which was something that I never was. I took a deep breath and just like every other time I numbed the feeling of fear that was so content in my gut, it almost paralyzed me. But then again almost was never enough and I had to just endure it and act as though nothing had happened. Something fell onto the ground from my shaky hands, it was the purple velvety rose that popped out of the hands of Mr. Black Magic. And it was so hypnotically beautiful, I had seen nothing like it before, how he had done it had mesmerized me with the articulation of his hands done so majestically. The awe had taken over me so much so that I didn't even get his name. It suddenly dawned me how I couldn't pretend as if nothing had happened because he had witnessed what Richard had done. A wave of panic ran over me, how long had he been standing there to see what Richard was doing? He couldn't tell anyone. Ohmygoodness I had to find him, besides being grateful I was afraid of who he would tell because that would mean half the school would completely hate me as much as Richard did and then I would have no one to protect me because half the school is Richard's pack, and humans, well they're useless, almost like a meek lamb fighting off a lion.
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I walked into homeroom with high hopes of seeing the unknown Mr. Black Magic and to my much disappointment he wasn't there. It took me a while to register that the whole class was staring at me. "Miss Holloway, I see you're late, would you care to explain." Miss Darby asked. Oh that old lady, she never accepted any nonsense. My cheeks flushed red, I swallowed, my throat feeling dry, "Ah, I ..I had t-to go to the uhm office?" I was so bad at lying under pressure, that it came out more of a question than a statement.I smiled at the end. She gave me a questioning eyebrow, examining me up and down before she pointed for me to take a seat. I went and sat down, Sean one of my other close guy friends turned around, "Damn, your hair looks like you just had sex on the corridor." I gasped in shock. How could he say that. I put the rose down and quickly brushed my fingers through my hair. He chuckled. I smiled, tapping him slightly on the shoulder. "You have to tell me the details later Rora, how he touched you and how he caressed you, and how you m----" "SEAN! OMG SHUT UP RIGHT NOW!" I said. He burst out laughing, "You should see how tomato red you look, don't worry Rora someone has to take that virginity of yours in any case." He teased. The bell rang, my saving grace from a conversation of how he couldn't believe that I was this gorgeous and I was still a virgin. "Bye Sean! I'll see you later." I said scruffing his brown hair. I picked the rose up and headed to music. I walked into music class and there sat a baby grand piano. And to my luck no one had arrived just as yet, so I sat on the chair and I started playing. At first I was playing from the heart and then I realised that I was playing, Read All About It By Emeli Sande. And as I got to the chorus I felt the presence of people in the room but I didn't stop playing. "Wow!" "Whooooooooo!!!" I got cheers from some of the music students. They pretended as if they were throwing roses to me as a wild crowd and I exaggerated my bow and blew kisses to them. Laughing as though I was carefree. "Right! Thank you for that beautiful introduction to an art so magnificent Miss Holloway." Mr Jacobs said. "It's always a pleasure." I said in a fake French accent. Some people chuckled and others just smiled at my goofiness. It felt so normal to have to pretend now that I almost was caught up in the middle of my happy music bubble. It was a place I never wanted to leave, my calm, my reality almost. It was the only way I could express my feelings without voicing it out, and all the time it was just a relief to play. We all sat down, and settled before he spoke. "There is a art festival on Friday next week and since music is an art I am going to pick my best students to leave the crowds in awe. Now remember we all make great music, but music is great when it moves people and Aurora you are an example of that." He smiled at me, and I couldn't help but feel good, the door at the back opened halfway through Mr Jacobs talking. Everyone seemed distracted immediately, except I kept my concentration on the teacher. As he looked up Mr. Jacobs face lit up, "Aah and there he is class, Miss Holloway's competition, Aiden Black." Something about the way he said his name made my stomach churn, I turned around to see my apparent competition. My eyeballs grew so big nearly popped out of their socket, my heart hammering in my chest, events of what had happened earlier this morning recurring in my head. In front of the whole class, there he stood, his orbs piercing through my own as it felt like for a moment it was just me and him.From numbing out all my feelings I had almost completely forgotten this mornings embarrassing encounter. Almost.

Aiden's POV
Being late for school was the normal kind of thing for me. It was boring and you always had to follow rules, which in my book were made to be broken. Parking my car in the parking lot I made my way to the office where I'm guessing the secretary, gave me my timetable. Her fake blonde hair extensions and caked up face reeked human and from the battering of her eyelashes I could tell, she was drooling over this. Running my fingers through my hair , I walked in  the almost empty hallways I made my way to homeroom. Walking past the hallway closest to the entrance I heard stifled cries and I could smell the ugly stench of anger.Walking into the hallway out of curiosity, I saw Alpha Richard with his daughter bawling it out. But it was more of a he was attacking her. He called her a bitch and that set me off. Women were supposed to be respected especially in a pack, I mean I didn't belong to one but I sure as hell know how highly women are treasured. I mean the werewolves believe in a moon goddess. Which in itself has to clarify how important women are. I used magic to cast him out the door before he could blink twice. Pathetic braindead moron who doesn't deserve the title Alpha. The king had to know about this. I helped her up, and when I saw her face, wow. Perfection. She had full pink lips, big beautiful blue eyes that would have you begging her for mercy. Her head was bleeding and she didnt realise it so I asked her if she was okay. But when I told her she was bleeding she started hyperventilating. I whispered a spell to heal her and her skin was back to flawless. I remembered how a purple rose was in my hands last night. So I decided to make her one to calm her down. I made her a soft velvety purple rose, the tips of the petals and stem black. The beautiful rose as delicate as she is with as much mesmerising beauty as her if not more. Her awe stricken face was the cutest, she needed to be treated like a princess with her beauty. I left her awed, leaving with her music notes. Some of which she had composed herself and others which were by some artists. Music was such a beautiful linguistic world connector. It was my calm, almost an escape from my reality I could call it my first love. I had to make sure I kind of missed homeroom to patrol the area for a while and keep that disappointment away from his daughter. He needed to rot and be fed to the vultures. The coast was clear after a couple of minutes and I went into homeroom. It honesty was not hard to navigate it. I walked into class not caring about an introduction, but about seeing Aurora again. She needed to know what I intended to do and I needed to find out more. Thank god for the bell because I was about to stand up and walk away to find her. "Mr. Black?" The teacher said. I walked to his desk. "Welcome and I hope to see your talent outshine in the school, and don't walk into my classroom like you own it again." He said giving me a threatening look. "Doesn't scare me teachers need a challenge." I said walking out.
Walking into the music room, was like being at my home. The teacher gave me such a warm welcome before I set eyes on familiar gorgeous ones. Her lips slowly parted, the surprise in her face evident. I just wanted to claim those lips. Her effortless good looks made her that much more gorgeous. Her vulnerability was the one thing that made me want to protect her. And besides that, I felt a pull towards her, almost like a magnet attracting metal. We stayed in a daze for a while. "Aiden you can take a seat next to Aurora." Mr. Jacobs said. I made my way towards her, the human girls gushing as I winked at them. I ran my fingers through my hair. Sitting next to her was literally a breath of fresh air. She smelled so good. I could feel her tense up as I took a seat. She scooted a few inches away from me. And being Aiden Black I sat closer. She seemed scared and taken by the whole thing that I took her hand in mine to comfort her. She immediately snatched it away, standing up excusing herself. "...Aiden and Aurora you will be our duet." Rejection hurt whether small or big. I almost followed her wanting to apologize but a sense of uneasiness from her stopped me. I'd make her accept me, no matter what the consequences, something about her screamed different she wasn't just a werewolf and I'd have to find out what she was. Looking down to where she was sitting was the purple rose I made for her. A warm feeling erupted inside me as I touched it. Aurora Black. It had a ring to it.

AN
Aiden got to Aurora before her mate Lucas, where do you think this will lead? Da dum!
Hope it wasn't too boring for you
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