Shawn got me a cup of tea, and made sure I felt at home. Maybe a little too much. I could tell by the way his smile stretched to far, that he was up to something.
"I should go-" I start, but he cuts me off.
"Nonsense. We should catch up on all the gossip." He says, sitting next to me. I shake my head.
"My parents- I mean people will be looking for me. I truly must leave. I hope to see you again." Not. He looks at me, and puts his head to the side.
"Rebecca. It's me. I wouldn't-" he starts, but then stops.
"I know. But-" I start, getting up from the table. He shakes his head, and all of a sudden the door locks, and the windows all close. He stands up, and grabs my arm.
"You aren't going anywhere puppet." He says. I try and rip my arm away, but he was too strong.
"Shawn I-" he makes me stop and grips harder on my wrist. I gasp, my arm already getting red.
There was something that was different about Shawn. He wasn't in a gang. I could tell. But he was still weird and... Creepy.
"Let go of her!" Says Russel, coming into Shawn's house. Russel looked mad. His hands were balled into fists, and his face was red from being angry. Marching over to both of us, Russel gets me out of the way, and hits Shawn. I gasp, running out of the door. Finally I can leave. I could hear fighting behind me. But I also heard footsteps behind me
as well, minutes later. It was Russel, and he grabbed my hand, making me stop where I was going.
"You are not to see him again. He is- dangerous, Rebecca. And you shouldn't mess with him." He says, moving me forward.
"Shawn, is fine, he's just had a hard childhood-" I start, but Russel cuts me off.
"That is no excuse, Rebecca. Now we need to get home." He says, making me realize something. Shouldn't he be at school?
"Wait! Your parents said you would be at school, and here you are!" I accuse, pointing my finger at him like a five year old. How lame can you get?
"So what?" He asks, clearly having more important things on his mind.
"So... You left school just to save someone who doesn't need saving?" I ask, going in the direction of Shawn's house again. Russel groans from madness.
"You are not going there. Now come on." He says. Wait... What am I doing going back to Shawn's house? I never wanted him. He never wanted me. It felt like I was being pulled in by him. But I manage to fight it.
Walking past Russel, I sigh.
"I can walk home myself. Go back to school." I say, making him chuckle.
"I sort of ditched." He says, making me smile.
We walked home, but when we reached the door, I saw that his parents looked really upset. Especially Maria. The thought came to mind, that maybe they didin't want me anymore. But it wasn't that. It was the fact they thought I liked it here. When I literally just ran away.
"I do like it here. I do! I just.... it's not the same. My parents are gone! All the memories that could of happened are gone! No one cares! They didn't even care they were leaving their own daughter!" I yell, making Russel put a hand on my back. I don't except his kind gesture though. Running up the stairs, I cry.
Tears were falling out of my eyes, as if I had suddenly found out unicorns are real. They aren't. And now I've learnt that love isn't.
Every time you love someone, they leave. Everything ends. Even love. Even the feeling of love ends. How did titanic end? Love failed yet again. How did this story end? Probably love failed.
I stayed in my bed, and just sat there thinking about my parents. I'll never see them again. They'll never see me.
"Rebecca? Please!" Yells Russel, banging on my door. I moan, and close my eyes, blocking out every yell he did. I knew he was trying to help, but right now, help was the last thing I wanted. The only thing I wanted was Isabelle and Raphael. They will fix everything. Hopefully.
Closing my eyes, I listen to Shadowhunters. I was wrong. Nothing can fix the state I'm in.
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Long time no see! Hey! This is chapter 4! I know it's short... but, I promise next chapter will be MUCH longer. I hope you all have an amazing rest of August, seeing as it's almost over... But then it's my birthday! September third! *Screams a fangirlish scream*
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On The Hunt
Werewolf"What are you doing here?" I ask, getting up from my seat. The seats were the cold and hard metal ones that all cheerleaders would listen from. Russel shrugs his shoulders, and smiles. "I was told you'd be here..." he says, leaning towards me. I st...
