CHAPTER FORTY:
Now this probably the bit where every girl either becomes super happy or depressed in the morning. The moment when you either wake up or not wake up to that one guy besides you. The girly side of me that is ecstatic that I have a soul mate was bouncing up and down, practically squealing in my mind with the fact of waking up with her one and only true mate. The other side of me, the normal part of me didn't really think anything of it, okay, maybe I'm a little excited to be waking up besides Eric. But can you really blame me?
I did spend my whole late night and morning with him. He did see a side of me that I tried keeping a complete secret. The broken me with a million problems and secrets. But he held me together in his arms which I really need to thank him and threaten. Thank him for being their for me, for supporting and helping me and threaten him so he doesn't tell anyone of those moments. Then our almost kiss in the forest then me kissing his cheek before we went to bed. Those moments were milestones in our relationship.
So this all pretty exciting right? The whole build up of excitement in your mind before the moment you open your eyes to see that special person besides you. Its absolutely an exciting experience, so you would understand the utter shock and rejection I felt when I opened my eyes to see no one besides me. I blinked a few times to make sure it wasn't the end of a terrible dream. But it wasn't.
I moved on the bed surface and found it uncomfortably hard. I groaned sitting up rubbing the sleepiness from my eyes. I finally settled my arms beside and looked around utterly confused now. I wasn't in my bed, nor was I in my room. Which now explains why I didn't wake up to seeing Eric. I groaned laying back down with my head on top of the cold surface I was previously sleeping on. I was becoming one of 'those' girls. The ones where they would be constantly thinking about their mates. I'm putitng astop to these feelings, only expressing them whenever I was near Eric but when apart they will be locked behind 5 inch thick walls. I have other problems in my life that I need to fix before hell breaks loose.
I pulled my heavy self off the surface and stepped back. I was sleeping on the grand piano we owned in the music room that was left from the previous owners. I gazed around the room in more confusion. I don't remember ever walking into this room and falling asleep and even if I did, I wouldn't of fallen asleep on top of the piano. This is strange. I walked so I now stood in front of the piano but I froze once my eyes fell onto it. It stood out so permantly from the black and white of the piano.
I shook myself outo f the shock and walked towards the keys. Where there was blood spread across some keys. I looked closely and realised the blood was used to write letters. Letters that I slowly pieced together. This time I actually gasped. I felt the blood drain from my face and tingles covering my whole body, even to my toes.
I slowly lifted my hand to touch the warm blood that was spread across the keys in random splats and splots. I don't know how but I instantly knew that the blood splattered on the piano happened to be my very own. I retracted my hand back in realization and inspected both my arms all over until I found it. The cut was on the outside of my right hand, the cut going all the way past the side of my wrist then stopping. If it was still open, then a lot of blood would've been flowing out. I saw the cut already nearly down healing itself, practically closed though very tender as if it was still raw.
More determined and confused I let my hand fall onto the keys once again and look over the letters. It spelt 'Be Careful'. I pressed down on each letter and blood coated key to hear the melody that haunts me. Blade's and mine song. Our song.
I ran away from the piano, from the room slamming it closed behind me and snapping the door knob off easily so no one could enter it. I quickly walked away from the room and into the laundry room where we kept our deep freezer. I opened the freezer lid and moved the frozens in it till I saw the far right corner of the container and placed the knob under a bag of peas then proceeded to chuck everything back in their messy order so know one knew it was there.
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Back With A Secret
WerewolfBullied and tormented with secrets and dark truths Charlotte Melton insists she leaves her home town, a town filled with even bigger secrets, shadows and forests. Though when she is faced with a dilemma she and her unruly new pack of friends move ba...