"Jackson, stop that nonsense!" my mother scowled me.
"But it's funny, mum" I pouted.
"Leave your sister be! Do you think it's okay telling those kind of stories to your 4 year old sister?" I looked at my mother trying to hold back some laughs. "She was the one who asked me to tell the her about the Harold's curs-"
"She might just heard someone commenting about it, so she got a little bit curious, that's all," my mother frowned at my father, receiving a shrug from him. "Doesn't mean you have to tell her, though, especially at such a young age."
"But I though-"
"You thought nothing, Anthony." my mother snapped at me, calling me by my second name, which I groan loudly.
I looked at my younger sister Jennifer, her light grey eyes shinning with tears.
I sighed. "Come here Jenny." Jennifer nodded, grabbing my arms so I could pick her up and hugged me.
#3 days later#
"You know it's time Antony," his voice sounded from the middle of the forest. "You know it's her faith."
'No!" I shouted. "Leave her alone, she did nothing!"
He laughed, giving me chills. "There's nothing you can do. You know she will be mine one day, one way or another."
And that's when he appeared right in front of me, his coloured and rare mix of green eyes turned purple, looking straight at me.
"You can't save her, no one can."
I woke up, laying on my bed on my dark bedroom, sweat dreaping from my forehead.
I looked at the alarm clock on my nightstand.
2:53 A.M.
Sighing, I tried to remember what had happen that day, before I went to bed.
It was Jennifer's 5th birthday. After a big party with family, some friends and neighbors, my parents decided to pass the night with some cousins, while me and Jennifer stayed home.
"Okay..." I whispered, cleaning the sweat droplets still falling from my forehead with my hands.
I swear I could still hear his deep raspy laugh echoing in my mind.
"You can't save her, no one can."
I looked around the room. The voice came from somewhere near, not only in my mind this time.
Chills.
"Something isn't right right," I whispered, getting up from my bed.
"JACKY" I heard Jennifer scream.
I ran the fastest I could to Jennifer's bedroom, almost tripping myself in the way.
I grabbed her bedroom's door knob, trying to twist it so I could open the door, but I just wouldn't budge.
"JENNY" I cried out, trying to open the door.
"Shhhh, it's okay. I'm here" a raspy deep voice sounded.
My eyes went wide when I figured out who the voice belonged to.
"GET AWAY FROM HER" I shoved myself through the door. Wooden parts of the now broken door fell to the ground, as my body crashed on top of them.
Panicked, I looked around the room, only seeing Jennifer in one of the four corners of her room, laying on the floor, knees at her chest, being hugged by her petit arms, her hair gently hidding her face.
Cautionsly, I got up from the entrance of the pink-ish bedroom and walked to her, sitting down next to her small curled-up frame.
Jennifer imeditialy crawled to my lap, hidding her face at my chest and holding on to my plain white pajama t-shirt like there would be no tomorrow.
"Don't be scared, okay?" I passed my fingers in her hair ever so softly. "I'm right here," I whispered. "I'm never leaving your side, Jenny. Never ever."
But, the thing Jackson didn't know, was that he said the same thing to Jennifer, and he had his eyes on the little curious girl, since that day, to the day she would be his forever.
