Perfect scars

Chapter Seven.

I felt my bare feet against the cool stone corridor everything was dark and the corridor was dimly lit by flickering candles on the left of me. My breathing was heavy the sound seemed to echo off the walls with each inhale as I ran, doors flew past me I turned my head behind me panicked "you can't run forever" I heard a familiar voice however I couldn't place it. Who was it? I kept running until I saw a window at the end everything was pitch black outside, I didn't slow down I kept my speed and ran jumping into the window with my shoulder first. The ground was rushing closer and closer towards me I closed my eyes ready for the pain to hit me....

I shot up in my bed with sweat running down my face and my breathing heavy my head felt painful and I raised a hand to my forehead in shock. It was just a dream it felt so real, I rubbed my eyes and looked around I was in my room it was dark but, it felt different. I felt different.

I swung my legs out of bed and they hit the cool stone under my feet, my mind flashed back to when I was running for my life. I shook the thought away and walked to my wardrobe. I pulled the door open and to my surprise the colors where black I ran my hand along the clothes no more dresses no more skirts. They had been replaced with jeans and leather jackets as I looked at them I suddenly noticed a dark thing on the back of my hand, I ran to the lights and turned them on  to see a pentagram on my hand, felt a pit in my stomach and tried to rub it off quickly running to the bathroom I scrubbed it underwater hoping it was some trick. Nothing changed apart from the skin on my hand went slightly red from where I had rubbed it. Oh my god what am I?

I tried to take my mind off it but every time I looked at it I felt confused I quickly looked for some clothes to wear as the dress I was wearing had blood stains on it, I'm guessing from when the ritual happened. My body shivered at the memory of the pain finally I smiled as I found something to wear I grabbed some jeans with holes in them and a short top with a leather jacket I ran my hands through my hair and quickly checked there was no more blood on me. With satisfaction that I didn't, I walked out and down the corridor, I placed my left hand in my pocket hiding the pentagram from any people who walked past me. My steps were a heavy effort my muscles ached.

As I walked down stairs running a hand along the wall for balance, the cool from the stones soothing me. I head lot of voices of children and adults I walked into what looked like the kitchen and through to the living room where the voices came from as I stepped inside I looked around the room so many normal looking people all laughing and joking around with each other, I scanned the room for Oliver but I couldn't find him... damn it.

Suddenly I felt people staring at me I looked back at the group so people around the room. "Who are you?" A boy said he had dark hair and dark eyes with a tattoo on his arm he was good looking he was slightly tanned and you can tell that he would suit anything, I felt everyone's eyes burning into me I smiled "I'm scarlet" I said as clearly as possible his face was a little confused "why are you here?" he asked I looked at him confused, how do I answer that "I um-" I panicked and run my hands through my hair suddenly I felt every eye shoot straight to my hand as they all stood up then kneeled to me... I looked behind me quickly and check what was happening "what are you doing?" I asked as the boy turned his head up and walked towards me I stepped back slightly and kept my eyes on him.

"you're a watcher it's a pleasure to meet you" he said yet again bowing "please don't bow" I said nervously he stopped and everyone stood up again "my names rider" he said holding his hand out I placed my hand in his and slowly shook it, he smiled and stepped a bit closer I could smell his masculine scent as it washed over me...

They all suddenly looked down and stood awkwardly as I heard steps behind me I tuned to see Oliver standing there he looked around the room then looked at me quickly looked me up and down and bit his lip slightly grabbing my wrist and pulling me behind him I stumbled as he dragged me.