Chapter 6:A walk into the past

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Quote: " Life goes on..... Whether you choose to move on and take a chance in the unknown. Or stay behind, locked in the past, thinking of what could've been." ~My Dear Valentine




Have you ever felt really guilty about something? Like really really guilty? Well that's what I'm feeling right now. Guilt. "How could you let your little brother go into a strangers car? He could have been killed!" My Mom yells.


"Mom I--" I was cut off.


"Why would you do such a thing Sapphire? You and your little brother might not of ever returned home? What if you were raped or something? How would you be able to fight for yourself and your brother against a strong man?" She stresses running her hand through her hair.


"I trusted him Mom. He doesn't give me bad vibes." I tell her truthfully. Causing her jaw to drop.


"You like him!" She accuses, pointing her index finger in my face. "It makes so much sense now, Sapphire has a little crush." She laughs making my face turn a color that I didn't think possible.


"Mom I do not have a crush on him!" I fight back. "We were working on a project for English and he simply offered me a ride home." I state.


She shakes her head and chuckles, "alright Sapphire, say what you want." She leaves the room not giving me a chance to argue.


After we eat dinner I decided to go out not wanting to be in the house all night. I take a walk down an old path, the path to be specific. I see the old bench that I once slept on, I smile at the memory, even though it was a sad one. I walk down the path even further, and I stop at a spot in the middle, the spot.


"Daddy's dead!"  the little girl screamed to the boy with the yellow eyes. Yellow eyes, Oh my God! Is it him? I hope he doesn't pity me, I hate being pitied.   


I continue walking until I reach the house. Nobody has lived here ever since. Nobody even bothered to take the stuff out of it. I walk into the house using the front door that was never locked, it was very dirty, dead to be exact. There was no sign of current life. The family that once lived happily inside was now dead, except the daughter, but the daughter was not the real daughter.


Sapphire Brown is now posing as Sapphire Jefferson, and that hurts like hell. I walk up the stairs to my old room. I smile and sit down on my little bed with bright pink sheets and little fairy lights above. I hug the pillow on the bed longingly, wishing that I could have this back. I want to have this life with my mommy and my daddy living in this big house filled with nothing but love and happiness. I go into my parents' old room and I head over to my Mom's old vanity. She had about ten different bottles of perfume, and a lot of lotion and makeup. I put on the perfume I remember smelling on my Mother the night of the incident. I also put on some of her dark red lipstick that I'm surprised still worked. I put these items in my purse and head into my Dad's old man cave.


My Dad was the one who gave me the red eyes, the eyes that make people taunt me. I smile knowing I'm not the only person out there with bright red eyes. I find old movies and old clothes that my Dad used to wear. I find a grey hoodie on the old couch in the that had all of our initials on it. S for Sapphire, Z for Zeke, and P for Pamela. I smell the hoodie that really needs to be washed and cringed. Daddy must've wore this a lot. I think to myself. 


I find a book, a strange dusty book in the middle of the cave. I blow off some of the dust and the cover reveals a picture of a lion, and the lions looked like they were fighting off the wolves.  I look out of the windows and see that the sun is starting to set. I put my book in my purse and I head out of my house. To begin my journey home.


It started out as a quiet, peaceful walk, that was until I was jumped on. I look up from the ground to see a large dog on top of me, a wolf to be more specific. I look it in the eyes, "Boy don't those eyes look all to familiar." I say causing the creature to growl. I know most people would be scared by this but I'm not. I don't really care if I either live or die. "Kill me." I tell the wolf blandly causing it to get off of me.



The wolf looks into my eyes and I nod, hoping he will kill me. Once I realize that he's not I get up and look down on him. After a moment of silence I see a transformation, the wolf takes shape of a human, a very familiar human that is. I close my eyes. "Why do you want to die Sapphire?" He ask making me turn around in fear. I'm not scared of him, I'm just very shy when it comes to nudity. "Look at me!" He removes my hands from my eyes causing me to see his naked body, and his thing



"Please put some clothes on." I beg and he nods his head. He ties a very large leaf around there and I suddenly feel much better.



"Sapphire, why do you want to die?' He ask grabbing my hand and looking me in the eyes. I feel my eyes do the thing again causing him to raise an eyebrow.



"I have nothing to live for. My life is meaningless.." I tell him truthfully. I honestly have no purpose in this life, just to be the laughing stock of the school maybe.



"Don't say that." He tells me pulling me in for a hug in which I awkwardly hug him back, not really good at the whole hugging thing. "So your a werewolf to I see." He tells me making my eyebrows raise.



"What? No! I'm human!." I snap. "We're not human."  I remember the last conversation with my Father, but I decided to ignore it. I could never tell anyone that anyways without them thinking I was crazy. 


"Your obviously not Sapphire but okay. My secrets out and yours will be to. At least soon enough it will." He whispers in my ear. Making my spine shiver.


"I have to get going Shiloh. I can't stand here and talk forever, I've got to figure some things out." I tell him and he frowns.


"I know what he did to you." Shiloh tells me. "Its not right you know. You shouldn't have to live with that."


I nod my head. "Its not important anyways, my life is meaningless." I tell him and turn away. Not being followed.


When I get home I shower and open the book that I pick up. "History of the Browns" The title blurs and I open the first page.



AN:// So it was more of a filler chapter but it sets up a lot of action for next chapter. See you soon.

~C

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