Claimed

Chaper four

A/N Sorry it took me so long to upload this chapter, and I promise it wont happen again in the future! Just got a little writers block, so I hope you all enjoy! HeBrokeMyHeart<3

He was murdered – he was dead – it couldn’t be. Adonis holds me and as he does I realise I was screaming, I was thrashing to get away because all I wanted to do was avenge whoever had killed him and only one person knew. Something must of happened because Adonis lets go off me and that’s all I needed to be able to run, flying down the stairs, running blindly out the front door and into the woods that devoured the front of our house, it was dark out now, the moon shinning bright, the stars twinkling it would be a beautiful night if only my body wasn’t cursing with darkness. I now knew what it felt like to have dark magic it was what was driving me further and further into the unknown, it was what made me want to ring my hands around the neck of my father’s murderer, I wanted revenge, I wanted whoever they were to suffer. I trip landing face first in the moist mud a swirling fog now coming in just like a tide, I don’t move all the energy now disappeared all the swelling black anger gone. I just wanted my father. I cry soundlessly into my arms wishing and hoping this was just a dream. Why didn’t I think anything of that dream? If I did I could have stopped this, he could still be alive if it wasn’t me. But as I think about the last time I saw him a lump forms in my throat, I had told him I wish I never see him again. Why did I have to say that? Why? Just why the fucking hell did I have to say it? I would never get to say sorry to him because my words had come true, he wasn’t coming back. His face, his laugh, the way his stubble felt against my skin when he kissed me and the way he smelt was all that was in my mind. I tried to remember it but even only after a day I’m forgetting. “You won’t forget Alyssa.” I jump up startled by Adora. In the dark I can see the white around her and realise she was here by soul, she wasn’t dead, she was meditating. “I know this is hard for you but you have to stay strong Alyssa, or more people you love will be gone too, you can’t let your guard down not now, not ever.” I stand up swiping away my tears, how could she expect me to be strong after what had just happened? Did she loose her emotions as well as clarity when being turned dark? “Who are they?” I choke out, I just needed to know, needed to find out who it was so I could bring my father justice. “I – I don’t know Alyssa, their hiding themselves through being cloaked I cant see or hear what they are doing, but when their near, I can feel their emotions but it just isn’t enough.” Where was Adora? Was she close to Vegas? If she was does that mean they’re here too? Possibly living on my front door step? “I’m not in Vegas, on the outskirts. If I was here in body your mother, your mother would know and once I got to close well let’s just say it wouldn’t be a happy ending.” Her emerald eyes like mine flutter over to the stream a few steps away, watching as the moon shines down. “What do you mean you can’t enter Vegas? I will come to you then, we need to sort this, we need to stop them.” Dragging her eyes back to my face she looks almost wistful, though she shakes her head making her auburn hair flick with the movement. “As much as I would like to meet my niece in person it is impossible.” “Why is it impossible, nothing is impossible if you try your best at it.” I grunt at how childish it sounded but it was what I was taught. “Your mother used to say that to me all the time, your so much like her.” She smiles caught up in her memories, leaving me puzzled by how me and my mother were so alike, we was nothing alike. “Though it is impossible no matter how hard you try at it, you see the problem with that saying is, is that it was made by humans and most of the time the saying is meaningless to a witch. Like say for instance undoing a curse? A bind? A spell?”

“So what are you saying my mother spelled you?” “Just over eighteen years ago I went to find your mother, I needed her help and even after pointless no’s she changed her mind. She changed it because she was pregnant with you. In order for her to help me, I would have to willingly allow her to curse, spell and bind me to never be in the same country as you. I agreed easily I never wanted you to meet me; I also never wanted to be near you as I was scared to cause you danger. But now, now things are different.” I stand there not knowing what to do or say, just a bunch of emotions swirling like a storm inside me that I’m surprised I haven’t been blown over yet. “So what are we going to do?” She smiles at me, what looked like tears in her eyes. “Not me, you. You’re the one that can see what their planning, for some reason you have a connection to their thoughts, you’re the only one who can stop them.” A single shiver runs down my spine. “But I can’t – I’m not strong enough.” It couldn’t be me, I hadn’t had training, I wasn’t powerful enough. “You are powerful, you are the most powerful witch Goddess Hecate has ever made, and it is why you are both dark and light. I must go now, remember stay strong and – and – look after your mother, they may have argued but she loved him with all her heart. “H-ow d-“ “How do I know? I may not be allowed near you but I always check up on you both, she’s my sister and nothing not even black magic can change that.” She disappears and I’m left standing there in the dark alone, walking to the pond I look down at the moons reflection why I cry and once I am done I wipe them away. “Remove, remove this feeling from me. So that I can be free. Soar, soar across the sky, like a bird taking flight. So that I will be ready to fight.” Very slowly the ache in my heart, the loneliness in my mind goes. All the memories were there I just couldn’t feel any emotion for them, I needed to be strong.

It had been a week since his death and today was the funeral, sitting in my bed I face Adonis, I had decided on the way back from seeing Adora that even  though I had no emotions for my father’s death I couldn’t act like it. I had decided to sit silently in my bed, only answering with a word or two, I could see in Adonis eyes that he hated seeing me like this, normally he wouldn’t be able to shut me up but now? Now I wouldn’t talk to him. “Alyssa please say something to me?” I stare out the window; it was a nice day the sun was out though I bet the breeze was cold. “Is this about the argument before …. I’ve seen you talk to Sam on the phone so why won’t you talk to me, please Alyssa.” He was right I also didn’t want to talk to him because of the argument, he had basically told me he didn’t love me, how did he think I would react. Hesitantly he reaches out to take my hand but pulls back at the last minute, I could feel something snap inside of me. “You want me to talk to you but you can barely touch me? Adonis just goes why are you here anyways?” He stands up from the bed his face partly angry but also glad that I had talked. “I’m here because you need me okay? And let’s just not get into that whole business again.” I laugh at him, “For someone so tough and strong you’re not very good with tackling your problems are you? You don’t want to get into it, well I want to get into it. Am I that repulsive that you don’t even want to touch me? I’m surprised you haven’t asked to be positioned somewhere else, because it’s so, so, hard for you here, to be with me.” The gladness removes from his face as the anger takes over. “Don’t you ever say anything like that to me again! I love my job and I would never ask for another position, I look after you, no one else. I am not repulsed by you, are you really that childish? I don’t like touching you because I know you see it as something more, and well I don’t want you to think that I don’t want you to think there’s a hope, hope for me in you because there isn’t, there is none at all.” He had backed me against the bedroom wall and I could see the anger in his eyes, I swallow willing myself not to cry in front of him but it was all I wanted to do. Trying to push past him was like trying to push past Hulk, a God damn nuisance. I try to shove but still he doesn’t budge. “I haven’t finished Al, you wanted to talk about this so let’s talk about this.” Knowing there was no hope for getting past his strength I knew the only way was to catch him off guard. Leaning up fast I close my mouth around his, the instant feel of the softness and heat of them dragging me back to the old days and when he holds me and leans into the kiss I feel my heart beat race.

I had expected him to push me away or leave, but this, this was better than what I had imagined even if it ended just as quickly as it had started. “Don’t ever do that again!” “Why? You seemed to like it?” I know I shouldn’t antagonise him but how could I not when he was telling me not to do it and he had done it himself? “Because I have moved on with someone else.” I felt as if I had been slapped, the tears from earlier didn’t care they tumbled down, pushing past him I run to the bathroom. “Al I’m sorry.” I don’t reply to him and shortly after he leaves. I cry for what felt like hours, how could he have moved on so quickly? Did he ever truly love me? I push them away remembering Adora’s words I needed to be strong, putting on the black dress my mum gave me I look in the mirror. My red eyes making me look like I was mourning, smiling weakly at my appearance I realise I needed to do more, I couldn’t just wait around for another dream.

The service was nice as per usual, I however helped steady my mum half the time, she was how I pictured myself, crying, yelling, clinging on to others and a wreck. I was the picture perfect of what Adora had said, to be strong and be there for her. There was many people there I didn’t know, many in fancy suits that they must have worked with my father. Sam also attended and held my hand in support the entire service, a evil look from Adonis made me lean in closer to him, he was allowed to move on but I wasn’t allowed to have physical contact with my best friend? Once the service ended we had a wake at our house, this was my least favourite part, it was so awkward. Everyone coming up and saying the same thing ‘I’m sorry for your loss’, ‘Your father was a great man’. Half way through it I decided I needed to celebrate in my own style, so dragging SamI lead him outside. “What are you doing?” “We are going to have a little fun!” I said lifting up the casino tickets Vincent got me, an amusing grin spread across his face but soon vanishes. “Do you think it’s a good idea?” “What do you mean?” “Well, leaving your mum alone and well how your feeling.” He was right though the problem was I wasn’t feeling anything. “My mum will be fine Vincent is in there and well I will be fine once we get there.” He nods even if he doesn’t approve, he was always by my side in and exciting and daring task. And right now getting drunk as a fart and gambling half my inheritance away sounded like a great idea.