Embracing The Moon

Chapter 2

When we reached what I liked to call the forsaken forest, we didn’t go to the academy, much to my relief. Instead we went straight to our house after getting the keys from the groundkeeper and made our way to the new place that was located east of the academy.

My mind blanked when I saw the large house that looked straight out of a Victorian era and I stared. I expected a cramped small house with paper thin walls and a dusty storage closet that I would be deeming my room but as I stared at the structure more and the trees surrounding it, I fell in love. Granted I wasn’t crazy about the idea of living so close to school or being surrounded by woods, I felt I could get use to this.

That was before I felt eyes on my skin like heavy hands and I searched for the cause but as I saw Caine leaning into the car for something, I knew it wasn’t his eyes I felt. Quickly glancing around the wooden edge but I saw nothing, I shook the feeling off.

I was acting stupid and paranoid.

Grabbing a box from the trunk of the large SUV and almost walking into a broad chest. I fell onto my ass trying to avoid from crashing into the object and the box tumbled to, spilling onto the ground and bursting open.

“Damn it, Caine.” I growled as I looked at the mess around me. Glancing up, I saw that his face was red with laughter and he was trying not let it show but with a roar he gave up.

“Your face-,” he gasped and leaned onto the car. I felt the sharp sting of something digging into my arm and turned it over to inspect the large gash there and pulling out the rock that was embedded into the flesh there.

“Asshole, you made me bleed.” I held the rock in my hand. I weighed it slightly before chucking it at Caine’s now serious face, nailing him on his forehead.

Instead of waiting for a reaction I began picking up the items that were scattered about and shoving them back into the box and standing. Dusting off my jeans as I went and ignoring the hand at my elbow trying to help me up.

“Let me take a look at it,” He demanded but I tweaked my arm from his hold.

“I’m fine. Let’s just move all this shit inside and be done with this.” I shook out my hair before finally realizing that my words hurt him and I gave him a warming smile. “Fight you for the music rights.” I grinned before racing the house as Caine tried to grab a box and catch up.

In the end, Caine won and I was stuck listening to his music choice.

After I unpacked the last box and ventured back down to living room and saw him sitting the middle of the bare hardwood flooring. Sorting through pictures that must have been in the box, the music was quiet and I couldn’t help but clear a spot and sit down next to him. Making a mental note to put rugs down on the shopping list.

“You were so little in this picture,” He mused as he gazed at the picture of me when I was four years old. I studied the picture of my long sable black hair, weird blue eyes that were too big for me fragile looking features and the horrid blue sundress that Caine had dressed me in but I recoiled instantly at the sight of the man that carried me with the piercing blue eyes that was so much like fathers and the likewise sable hair that we shared.

Most people would have mistaken that for Caine but I could always tell that it was Abel. Caine had more of a serious glint in his eyes and he had broader set of shoulders. Looking anywhere but at the picture that he couldn’t seem to stop staring at, my eyes zoomed in on the half empty beer next to him and I wondered how many he had already had.

After looking at the clock, I decided it was time for bed and after a saying a quick good night; I went upstairs to my room.

These were bad signs, I hadn’t seen that picture in years. Every time I closed my eyes now, all I saw was the love and adoration that Abel looked at me with as he hugged me. I felt bitter though, it wasn’t enough for him to stay. I wasn’t enough for him to stay and in the process Caine had lost apart of himself.

I peeled back the quilt and sheets of my bed and laid down but sleep didn’t reach me until hours later.