Dark Secrets

Chapter Five

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Do I really wanna break up with Drew? I do care about him, but I love Mitchel. I sighed. It just wouldn't be right to string him along.

I sat down on the bed and patted the spot next to me.

Drew gave me a weird look, but he sat down. Drew went to put his arm around me, but I stopped him. He looked so hurt.

"I think we should break up. We can never be together. I'm immortal, you're not. I do care about you, I just don't love you anymore. If I'm going to be fully honest with you, I've fallen for someone else. Well I've always been in love with him, I just can finally admit it to myself. I'm sorry Drew," I told with full honestly.

"Who," he asked, looking more hurt than before.

Oh, no one special, Mitchel. "I can't tell you. I'm sorry."

"Fine! Don't tell me you worthless witch," he shouted.

"Good to know everyone hates me," I said quietly.

"I don't hate you. I love you more than anything. But clearly you don't care about me anymore. If I can't have you, no one can," he shouted as he vanished.

I knew he had gone out the window. Werewolf's heal within seconds. That's why they do live for a long time, just not forever.

I rested my head down on the pillow. I let my eyes flutter and close, trapping the tears that wanted to spill over.

The darkness grew darker as I started to dose off.

A vibration jerked me from dream land. I grunted in annoyance as I took my phone out of my back pocket.

There was a picture of Mitchel and I on the screen. Mitchel was kissing my cheek. That was valentines day last year. Mitchel and I were both single, Mitchel asked me to be his valentine. I could see the rose he had given me in my hair.

One if the best days I've ever lived through.

I slid the answer button. "Ello," I asked tiredly. "H-hey," Mitchel said.

"Oh hi Mitch. What do you want?"

"Could you come over? I need to talk to you. But, I want to do it in person."

"O-okay. I'll be there soon."

"Thank you."

I hung up and threw the phone on my dresser.

Did I really want to go over there? He probably just wanted to tell to delete his number, give back his house key, and never speak to him again.

A sigh fell threw my lips. I have to. Might as well get it over with.

I stood up and went to my closet. I grabbed my light purple jacket and slid it over my shoulders. I took a deep breath, and headed down the stairs.

I quickly made my way out the door. I headed down the street to Mitchel's house.

I slid my key into his lock and pushed open the door. I smelled something cooking in the kitchen. I made my way to the swinging door that separated the kitchen from the living room.

I pushed open the door and saw Nadia standing over the stove. "Hi Nadia," I said quietly. "Nadia? Since when do you call me Nadia sweetie," she asked looking hurt.

I looked to the light brown floor boards. "Since Mitchel said he hated me."

"He did what?!"

"He hates me. He told me himself."

"Oh sweetie, I know he doesn't hate you."

"Yes he does. And I don't blame him for it. I'm a horrible person."

"No you're not you're amazing."

"Thanks. Mitchel wanted to talk, do you know where he is?"

"Yeah, hes up stairs in his room."

I nodded and headed upstairs.

I reached Mitchel room and knocked slightly. Hoping he wouldn't hear. At least I could say I tried. I turned towards the stairs, a sound stopped me.

Mitchel's door was opening. Shit.

"Hey," Mitchel said quietly. "Hi," I said. Mitchel opened his door further. "Wanna come in?" I nodded and walked into Mitchel's room, sitting down on his bed.

Mitchel closed the door and came to sit next to me. He buried his head in his hands. "Look Delilah-," he started.

"No, let me go first. I broke up with Drew. I couldn't be with him when I'm not in love with him. I know you hate me and probably won't care. But I don't hate you. Quite the opposite really. Mitchel, I broke up with Drew for a few reasons, one I'll live forever he wont, two he's over protective, three I'm in love with someone else," I said quickly.

Mitchel head bolted up, his gaze meeting mine. "Who?" I took a deep breath. "You." I didn't want to hear him reject me.

I closed my eyes and pictured the field where Mitchel and I used to play. The tall green grass, the tiny pink flowers, the birds song that filled the air. I opened my eyes again and I was sitting on a log.

I took a deep breath. I pulled my legs up to my chest and buried my head between them. I let small sobs escape my lips as I started to cry again.

I can't believe I told him I loved him. I just re-ruined everything.

A thought popped into my head. I've been friends with Mitchel for hundreds of years, has he hated me the entire time? What did I do to make him hate me?

My tears quickened as these thoughts raced through my mind.

I lost the one I loved who was also my best friend.

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