\\ Amazing trailer by @loyallyric //
One secret, one curse, is enough to change everything. Everything she knew, everything she thought she understood, became nothing, twisting into an ultimate heap of confusion. He is after her, the one that has...
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I find it strange that a month ago, I despised Alakade Vincent in every way possible, I gave him the glare of infuriation for what he did to Rey two years ago, the first year he was introduced to our school. I remember when I would hate him for every little thing he did, but now I'm starting to despise myself for a reason, a reason I wish would have never happened.
I'm curled in a tight ball, a fleece blanket covering my body, my head resting in Alakade's lap, my breaths heavy. The room is silent, the only sound being our breaths and the heater blowing warm air. Alakade rubs his hand in small circles on my back, soothing my tensed muscles and my bones that I was told cracked, and reformed themselves. He does so in an effort to relive the newly learned information from my mind, in a way covering it with comfort, pushing it back as if it were a bad book on a crowded bookshelf.
The faint aroma from his scent is attached to his jacket, and I secretly sniff at it. I feel my eyes droop, my mind ready to shut down, though it's the early morning. From out of the blue, my mind formulates a question, a question I've asked before but was told that I'd find out another time, and I feel that that time is now.
"Alakade, that day on the swings, those long weeks ago, you told me that you were a rogue, that you ran from your pack...why did you run?" I feel his body stiffen from below me, knowing that he wasn't prepared for such a question and I instantly feel regret for asking such a personal inquiry. He barely knows me as do I him, I should have just stayed silent, should have just enjoyed the moment, but being me, I had to ask.
"I ran because I felt that I didn't belong, that I didn't fit in, though I was born into the pack bloodline. I ran for numerous reasons revolving around my family, my thought love. I ran to find my place in this world, and I think I found it...right here, with you," his last words make my heart skip a beat, though I dread it, I dread every bit of it. I stay silent, and he continues to speak his reasoning.
"That night Adrian attacked you, there's a reason for me saying "no", even though I knew that it was that single word that would cause you this pain, this trouble with Adrian, I told him no because I knew it would be different with you not here. Ever since I came here, the first time I saw you, I've watched you from afar, in class, at lunch, the feeling grew. "I know you hate me, and it's my part to blame for that flame of hatred that has sparked within you, but I want to move on from that. Even though we've been communicating for only a month, I feel that there's something there," I sit up from his lap, and peer into his darkened eyes.
"Do you have the same feeling?" I sense a sliver of hope in his tone. It almost pains me to have to agree to his words, but I can't say that I do, I'd be betraying the one person that has been there for me since grade school, let alone birth, the one that vowed to me and herself to always despise him from the end of time, I'd be betraying Aubrey, and I'm not capable of doing that. I will never be capable to do that.
Dodging his question, I avert my gaze from him and focus on the picture frame. "Who is that, in the picture frame?" I turn my head back to him, his eyes now focused on the frame as mine were only moments ago.
He stays silent for a minute, lost in thought, his eyes never trailing away from the glass until he finally speaks again "Someone that is long gone...forever."
