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Chapter 4
For two hours I was locked away in my room while Mitch called for me. "Anna!" he cried out, his voice was so close to tears.
"Shut up!" my father would scream followed by another kick or hit to the face. I would flinch each time I heard him make contact with Mitchel's body. It took all I had to do nothing. This was my fathers test, his way of knowing that I was not about to go back on my word but with each hit I became less and less sure that what I was doing was right.
Mitch never shut up though, as if letting my father silence him was the ultimate defeat. Blow after blow his voice got weaker and the words began to lose their meaning. "My little lamb! Keep it safe!" those were the last words I heard her yell as they dragged him out of the house and away from me.
A month earlier...
"Mitch you can't let them!" Once again tears were streaming down my face. It seamed like lately I was getting more and more emotional about the oddest things. How he put up with me I'll never know...
"Anniel what am I supposed to do?" We were tucked away in the forest. Our usual spot didn't hold much comfort for me today. See in all the years I had known him he had never let me come over to his house. Today I learned why. His family owned a small farm that specialized in sheep, baby sheep. They were among the most grotesque delicacies my people cherished .
"There blood is so young, so pure..." I had a kid explain to me once. His eyes were nearly glazed over at the memory of it. The look of ecstasy on his face made my skin crawl.
"It's your farm!"
"It's my families farm" he corrected.
I knew he was right but the though of those tiny lambs... I shivered in his arms. He sighed and pulled me close. "I'll take you back to Rolvek Anna. I'll take you far away from this place and all these problem." He kissed me then and like the silly child I was, I actually believed Mitch would be here to protect me forever.
It had been only a few days before the accident.
~*~
It was twelve in the morning and I had managed to escape to my haven beneath the trees. I sat there staring up at the twin moons. Each were two halves of the same whole; two peices of moon that had once been one.
It was the time of night where they nearly seamed to be touching. Their tendrils of light stretched out farther than usual as they tried so desperately to reach the other. In the millions of millenniums since their creation their orbits never touched. They wandered forever amidst the vast night sky with some vain hope that one day they would come together again. Was our life destined to be like that?
I closed my eyes and listened to the gentle rustling of leaves. My mother used to tell me that wind was like a spirit. It ran across the land touching the hearts and minds of all that needed it. When my mother got sick I had spent hours and hours trying to catch a wisp of wind. I thought that it could help my mother; save her.
It was impossible; catching the wind. My mother had seen me from her bed room window and had called me to her. "Anniel, sweet child, you can't catch the wind. The wind can't be forced into submission, it must come to you at it's own pace, it's own time."
Two days later a huge storm had hit. Trees were up rooted, things were missing. That day the wind had stormed in and had taken my mother with it. She needed an end to her pain and through death she was finally free.
Foot steps in the distance awoke me from my day dream. As the person emerged from the darkness it was two blue eyes I saw first.
"Mitch!" I ran to him and he swung me in his arms causing my night gown to twirl at my waist. He pulled me close and kissed me. I tried to be gentle, my body was so aware of each cut and bruise that decorated his body. He didn't want gentle though, he kissed me hard letting his hands run through my hair and up my body.
Mitch was always gentle, always cautious but things are different now. This is the last time we would meet. I kissed him back just as feverantly, my mind all too aware that this was it. He pulled away too soon and he just paused for a moment, his eyes sparkling in the light of the two moons.
"Run away with me Anna" He was so happy, so carefree as if this horrible thing that had befallen our lives was a gift instead of a horrible curse.
"Mitch" I pulled away from his arms but from the look on his face it was like I had just stabbed him through the heart.
"You wont come with me? We could make a new life together! No rules, no expectations just us. Don't you want that?"
"Yes more than anything!" I was fighting the tears back. This would not be how our last moment together would be remembered.
"Then?" he laughed as if this were a joke, as if everything I had been put through the last four hours was some kind of joke. It was that moment that I membered what he had done to cause all this in the first place. A chill ran through me; mad blood.
I think he saw the fear in my eyes because he grabbed my arm and suddenly there was a flash of anger tainting the features I loved so dearly. "Are you afraid of me? Is that it?" He squeezed my arm tighter.
"Mitch your hurting me" I said as I tried to squirm out of his hold, not really understanding what was happening.
Just as quickly as it had come suddenly the anger was gone and my Mitch was back. He let go and this time he was the one stepping back. "I-I..." He was speechless. Never in all the years I had known him had he ever tried to hurt me. It was then that it truly sank in for us.
"I love you," I said breaking the silence and forcing my racing thoughts away, "but I can't leave. He'll come after me. He wouldn't think twice about killing you this time."
"I can't stay though"
"Then don't" I grabbed his hand and pressed it against my bruised cheek, "your getting a second chance. If you stay they'll kill you, if you go you can live." I took in a deep breath contemplating whether or not to say it then at last minute deciding I had to, "Please Mitch, I can't live in a world that doesn't have you in it." He froze for a moment taking in the look in his eyes then he nodded, understanding the meaning behind my words. If he dies then I wont be far behind.
Under the veil of night we were given one last chance together. He pulled my close and kissed me. "I love you Anna" he whispered.
"I love you too."
