Dark Romance

The Book

We proceeded with extreme caution. How we were going to find out where they were, we had no clue.

"Man, this isn't working." Mike groaned in frustration.

"Let's think this through. The Marshall went back to his royal palace to run this place. He has to know." Chres said.

"We can't walk up in there. That's where they're expecting us to show up."

"Wait..." I froze, feeling the back of my head.

"What's wrong with you?" Ej raised an eyebrow.

"Kyra, we don't have time to fuck around-"

"I need a bobby pin!" I cut Chres off and started to feel through my pockets for one.

"Are you serious? We're gonna stop because you need a fucking bobby pin for your hair?!" Ray raised his voice and I felt all over my body for a bobby pin.

I reached into my bra and felt around; still no bobby pin.

"Kyra, if you get us killed, I swear 'fo God-" Mike started before I cut him off.

"Gotcha." I quietly said to myself, pulling one out of my shoe. I reached to the back of my head and placed it, covering it back up with my hair.

"And the point of that?" Prince said, trying not to raise his voice.

"I always do this. In case I get kidnapped. How the hell you think I got out of y'all chains and broke my damn ankle?"

"Let's go to the last place we were at. Use your invisibility. Don't lose focus and fuck it up. Remember to hide your scent. Their noses are probably fucked from drugs but still cover your scent. Kyra, since you don't know how to use your powers, hold onto me." Prince said.

I was reluctant at first, thinking of how he did me at that dance. I realized that I shouldn't let that get in the way of this.

I grabbed his hand. Soon, I couldn't see them anymore. I couldn't even see myself.

FLASHBACK

I woke up. A blue screen was on the TV. I groaned and got off of Carlos.

Ugh. Ice cream on my face.

I quietly walked upstairs to my room. I went into my bathroom. I looked in the mirror and I saw a him standing there. The creepy dude from school. I quickly turned around but nobody was there. Maybe I need to go back to sleep. I washed the ice cream out of my face and walked back downstairs. I started to get on my phone. I texted Matthew, hoping he was still awake.

END OF FLASHBACK

Is this what this fucker did? You know what, it doesn't even matter.

Months ago I was sitting in my bathroom, not knowing what was coming for me. Not knowing what was next. Not knowing that my life would never be the same.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard that voice. The one that told that sick bastard to me to the room.

"Damn, I'm hungry." I heard Tre speak as he sat in the bed I once slept in.

"Explain to me again why we need weapons?" A tall, darkskinned man spoke. "We're fucking werewolves." He played with a knife in his hands.

"Yes, but we're also junkies. Fuck. Pass me plastic bag." Tre groaned.

"Tre, you're gonna fuck us up."

"Shut the fuck up, Damien! It helps me focus." Tre argued back.