The next couple of weeks pass by in a blur. I can barely remember anything. It’s like I’m in a spell. A trance. All I remember are the candles that burn when I utter those exotic words. Words I don’t even understand. They just come naturally to me.
One night Dawson asked me if I was okay.
“I’m fine,” I answered in a monotone voice.
“Are you sure? You seem kinda...off,” his voice seemed concerned.
Anger flared up in me. “Am I supposed to seem fine when my friends almost got killed and I died? No. So get off my back.” I pushed him away and went to my room.
My emotions are uncontrollable. One day I’m happy. Another, I’m depressed. It’s confusing and unbearable.
The next morning I went to Rose, seeking advice.
“I really don’t know what’s going on with you. Maybe you’re insane.” She shrugged.
“Well, I do talk to fairies.”
“Ha ha.”
“Seriously though, why do you think this is happening?” I asked.
“You’ve died so many times, I’m not surprised you’re becoming an insane bitch.” Violetta saunters up to us in her everyday prostitute clothing.
“Go away. You’re not wanted here,” I growl.
Rose just watches her calmly. How does she do that?
“You wanted to know. I gave you the answer.” She struts away.
“That little small assed bitch!” I scream in frustration.
Rose raised an eyebrow at me.
“Sorry, I just hate her with a burning passion. What did she mean by ‘you’ve died so many times’? I’ve only died once,” I questioned.
“You’re not ready for that yet. One baby step at a time Elizabeth.”
I hate when people keep things a secret from me. It’s annoying.
Gasping, I awoke from my reveries. I was sitting criss crossed on the floor, in a circle of candles. The flames were a bright black. Herbs and crystals were on the floor. The veins on my wrists were turning black, also. Pain consumed my whole being.
“Stop!” I yelled.
The flames decreased. My veins turned to normal, and my body was no longer tortured by pain.
“Bravo Elizabeth. Keep at it, and I might keep you alive,” Violetta’s whisper chilled my spine.
†
“Hey, maybe you should come to my house. Ainsley and I could help out with your little problem,” Adelle offered.
I nodded eagerly. Ever since that horrible dream last night, I couldn’t stop thinking of black flames. And the way my veins turned black. Does that happen all the time I black out? Can’t be, I would feel the pain, right?
I’ll worry about it later.
“I would rather you guys take her now, actually,” Dawson interrupts.
“Why? I can wait. It’s no big deal, really.” I shrug.
“I’ll come with you guys then. I have Science next, and that class is boring as hell,” Rose says.
“But-” I start.
“Chill Elizabeth. It’s not that big of a deal. We can all skip,” Adelle said.
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Unknown (Soulkillers Series Book 1)
RomanceElizabeth Adina was a normal teen girl, until her family died in an unexpected fire. But when she arrived in California to live with her aunt, she starts having strange dreams of murders. Elizabeth knows that she's some type of monster, but doesn't...
