Haunted by the Immortals

Chapter 29

Cami

My life was completely ruined. It hurt so much that I would never regain so much strength as I needed for the past week. From going from Zed Carlyle's death to trying to wrap my head around the fact that Nat's dead girlfriend was back from the dead, actually living. Well, I was assuming anyway. You could never know what happened to her on the way 'back up'. And she was exactly how I expected: a little...I don't really know how to describe her.

Now, you (as readers) probably were begging to know what I had been up to whilst Nat's been...doing whatever he was. And the only thing you knew – yet – was that my week had been a nightmare. But for now, the present would do.

I walked up the winding staircase for the sixth time. My breath was starting to become rapid and I was almost gasping for clean air. Although I knew that wasn't really going to happen, knowing what went on in these labs, it was unsanitary. I gazed up and frantically searched for the number two hundred and seventy-eight. It wasn't easy since my lungs had started to realize what they were taking in, pumping gas infused blood around my body and my vision had become blurry and very dark.

Half-smiling to myself, I was finally relieved to have found the correct door. Stefan had told me they were in here. And no matter how much he assured me I had to go on my own, do this for myself, I needed someone who knew me so well here next to me.

I swallowed hard as I replayed the scene back in my brain for the hundredth time. Ever since I got the news from Stefan that they were here, my heart started to pound in that dangerous zone, and even though I missed them so much and I wanted to see them, somehow a part of me was screaming at me to not give in and not allow them to come. They were supposed to be people of my past now. It would be unfair if I brought them into my life for my selfish need when they had a completely safe life away from all the stress.

I pressed my hand on the handle, turning it slowly. Don't think about it, Cami. Don't let it get to you. You can do this. Don't let their reactions and their emotions turn you in. Control yourself, control them. I let out a shaky sigh, wondering if I should obey my mind or do what my body wanted me to do. But for a second, I ignored both sides, pushing the door open with a little force, ready to see their faces. Oh God...Oh God...

Time stopped. All eyes laid on me, freezing me in half-stepping forward. I could feel sweat at the back of my neck already dripping down, my heart rate increasing to a deadly number as my brain began to pound.

I couldn't look at him. So instead I sent her a friendly smile which she gave a grim smirk in return. I could feel his gaze on me, never leaving my body, but I wouldn't give in. I wouldn't turn his way until I had to. Keep it going, Cami, keep it paced. There we go. Nice and calm and then it'll be easy.

"Hey guys," I stuttered.

She gave me a weird expression – one I had never seen before. "Well hello there. I see you took your time to tell us where you've been hiding. And this wasn't one place I expected."

"Look at me, Cami," the boy's voice interrupted. Damn. I swallowed something thick in my throat, thinking if it went down it would be easier to breathe. But it wasn't. So I looked.

And saw his face. "Dev, it's nice to see you."

He scowled. "I'm not going to fall for that." He didn't let it get to him so he lent back against the wall, arms crossed over his chest. "This was quite a surprise. We never knew you had this in you."

Did they know? Did they find out I had powers? Did someone fill them in on that witches did exist and we were part of the supernatural world? "What do you guys know about all this?"