The Moon Child

Chances

This is probably a bad chapter but it is what I got for now. I will write another one but do not count on it being soon. And for the person who got me to write this chapter I thank you for pushing me to write this or I never would have. Also Dyran's emotions are a little bipolar in this one but once I finish the book I will go back and re-write all of the chapters. Enjoy this new chapter about The Moon Child.

Dyran's POV

The night air engulfed me as I ran through the woods, trying to run from the truth, run from the pain, run from all the emotions that are prying apart my heart. This can not be happening. I was just starting to feel like it might get better. Like my life might actually not be a nightmare that I have to relive over and over again for the rest of my life; that by some miracle for once things would go my way. But that is not what happened, it never is, at least to me.

Silver light shined on me from the moon that hung above me. I listened to myself breath heavily as it was the only sound that I could hear other than my rapidly beating heart. The silence that surrounded me made it so much easier for me think back to what caused me to be out here in the woods by myself while I freaked out.

I stayed and listened to my brother and everything he had to say, but what he had to say is something that I really wish that I did not agree to listen to. Now I know why my brother treated me like crap and his reasons are not the reasons that I thought they were all this time. I only saw my side of the story but now I know Laden's side of the story and it makes me wonder how he was able to hide all of this for so long. How had no one noticed, how had I not noticed? I know after he started beating me up I stopped being close with him but I still watched him, looking for any sign that he cared for me and even I didn't notice how much of a toll hurting me was having on my brother.

It's all my fault that he was...he still is in pain. Not physically, but emotionally and mentally he is exhausted. And I feel horrible, but why? Why should I feel anything towards the person who tormented me relentlessly?

"We should go somewhere else to talk Dy-"

"Don't call me that." I can see him flinch away from me a little at my sharp words but I don't really care. "Only my friends and family get to call me that and I do not consider you either one of those right now." My tone is kind of cold, detached as I acknowledge my brothers words, "We can go outside towards the training area."

'Dyran what are you doing? We have a chance to leave right now without any bruises but your dumb ass wants to go outside in the dark with the person who has been making every waking hour for you a nightmare.'

"He said he wouldn't hurt me and he just saved me from Jacob. He could have hurt me already but he hasn't and plus his emotions fell sincer. For godess sakes he was crying in front of me just a few seconds ago."

'He is faking it. It is what he does. Just waiting till you guys are all alone outside away from the few friends you have, which are the only people who can or would come to help you out, then he is going to pounce.'

" I do not care in the least. Possibilities like these are very rare for me and you know that, so for me to actually be able to have a civil conversation with my brother and get some answers is a chance that I am not going to give away. You don't have to agree with what I am doing but it would mean the world to me if you backed me up. Just in case this is actually a trap." I could tell he didn't want to but Snow agreed anyways.

Laden took the lead as we walked down the stairs closer to all the annoying noises and people. I just followed right behind Laden as we walked, which is hard considering all the bodies that are grinding together. Not without glares pointed at me and questioning looks pointed towards my brother. Since I am so used to being looked at with those kinds of looks they are easy to ignore but Laden just kept smiling at them like nothing is wrong. It is kind of creepy, I can see how fake his smile is and it's sickening.

We eventually reached the back door after a few minutes of pushing our way through the crowds. As we stepped outside into fresh chilled air I felt a spike of fear go down my back. I know I was confident and prepared to be here a few minutes ago I'm not so sure about that now. He started heading closer to the woods while I kind of just froze in my spot. Once he noticed I wasn't following him he turned around to look at me, "Aren't you coming Dyran?"

"Um...uh..." I don't know what to say. I'm still scared that he is going to hurt me. There is no one around that I can smell or hear, but then again my senses were always the weakest. Looking in my brothers eyes I can see the guilt and hurt my hesitation is causing him. "Maybe we could just talk here," I said in a week voice while shuffling my feet.

"Dyran," he said my name with a said smile on his face. "I'm not going to hurt you. You don't have to be scared of me anymore. I don't want you to look at me like you are looking at me right now." Laden said this with a defeated and tired voice.

I wonder what he sees when I look at him. "Looking at you like what."

Laden sighed and turned around so I can't look at him as he said, "Like my existence causes you to think of your worst fears. Like just being anywhere near me is a death wish. You look at me like you want me dead, that the only thing on your mind is when or how fast I am going to die." He gave a humorless laugh that had a pained tone in it.

"Fine let's go. We are wasting time and I still have to go find my mate tonight. So this better be some fast explaining." I didn't need to see his face to know that there was a small smile on it. If there is anyway that I am going to be able to trust him again I am going to have to give him chances to gain that trust and I guess right now is as good as a chance as any other.

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