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[Chapter 27]

Part Two--Chapter Twenty Six: Mysteries
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"Here's to your perfect weapon,
Crack bones with blind aggression,
Like birds whose wings are broken,
You live without direction."

~Black Veil Brides, Perfect Weapon
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Anna's POV

It had been a week since I was discharged from the hospital. Apparently nothing was wrong with me and that my dad just freaked out because I didn't wake up when he came stomping into my room in the morning. But I guess in a way, that was sort of something to freak out about--and especially because I wasn't a heavy sleeper.

It had been a month since I saw Andrew--in flesh--again. Though I did see him today.

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7 Hours Ago

Walking down the street, to the local park, after being stuck in a medicine smelling, sick room, it felt good to be outdoors with the wind gently blowing and the leaves rustling and falling as the season dragged on.

I reached the park, it wasn't as noisy or filled today, and sat down on a bench which was slightly rusty and had dead leaves strewn on it because of the tree it was placed underneath.

The whole atmosphere of the town just seemed to be a bit...off. The setting sun made the sky turn reddish; the little pond alongside the playground appeared like a big pool of blood. The bronze, orange and rusty leaves fell like confetti for a empty, dead party, all around me. The chilling air seemed to carry whispers of the dead, of terrible secrets and untold truths, blowing around me and making tendrils of my hair fly with it. I took in the dying trees, their skinny, spindly branches looking like they wanted to reach out farther and tangle my body into them.

I shivered and then felt a presence behind me.

Daring not to turn around, I stared ahead, at the dead, silent and eerie scene before me. It was weird, but it calmed me more than creeped me.

The presence shifted from behind me to beside me and I saw, from the corner of my eye, the edge of a thick coat flowing in the wind. Great, a man in a big, black trench coat.

"I like it better like this," the man said to no one in particular, though I was the only person there with him. "Don't you?"

I knew that voice. And, I think, that coat too.

Shifting my gaze from the trees ahead of me to the man standing beside me, I simply nodded and then got a good look at him.

It was not who I thought it was.

The man had eyes like the leafs of trees in the summertime and had blonde hair like a surfer. He was captivating but also irksome and wearisome. He made me feel weird and...tingly inside. He made the air around him seem useless, like he didn't need it to live. Well, it didn't look like he was breathing anyway...

He dropped his gaze from the dying trees that I had need staring at and looked at me with piercing eyes. He smiled.

"My name is Colin and I just moved here. Do you mind telling me where the library is?" he asked me another question in his deep, vibe rating voice.

"It's the giant, cement building you would've seen if you came through the centre of town--which is the only way you can get into town..." I didn't want to come off as rude, but something about the way he looked at me and the way he smiled, all pointed teeth, made me sound defensive and annoyed.

He didn't seem to notice as he smiled and asked another question. "Can I sit here?" I didn't want him sitting here, beside me, so I simply said: "It's okay, you can, I was just leaving actually." I then got up and had only taken a step before I heard him speak up, sounding arrogant and like he was telling me a secret, maybe he was.

"You know, I didn't want to really say this, especially since you won't really know what I'm talking about, but just get this straight, girl. You're part of something so big, a colossal war of creatures you probably don't even believe in, and you're not even looking over your shoulder for trouble--which you should be. So now that you have an idea of the sort of shit you'll be getting into--and trust me, I know you will be pulled into this stuff--you better watch your back, or else--"

"Or what?" A new voice interrupted.

Shifting my now fearful gaze from the crazy man yelling things at me, I look over my shoulder to whoever had spoken and interrupted the man and saved me from this guy. I honestly don't think that I will ever be able to walk down the street without looking over my shoulder and behind my back, for this man.

This time, it was the person I was anticipating and waiting for.

Andrew.

His blonde hair was a bit shorter now but it was still the same shaggy, messy locks. His deep blue eyes had turned lighter in an unknown emotion as he stared intently and seriously at the strange man who had been yelling random things to me. He seemed calmed but I guess it was just the 'calm before the storm'. He looked like he wanted to lash out and hit something until it died. I hope he would do it to the crazy man who was staring at me as if I'd grown another head.

"You know him?" The insane guy stared at me with a finger pointed at Andrew and an eyebrow arched and a skeptical and surprise look on his face.

"Yeah, why?" I felt surprisingly felt bold. Maybe it was because I had Andrew with me and I somehow knew that he would easily hurt the man if he tried to hurt me first.

"Well, maybe because he's the damned--"

"Leave." Andrew interrupted the man again before he could finish his sentence. It left me feeling all the more curious and intrigued. Clearly Andrew was hiding something from me. I knew all along but didn't really have any guys to point it out; we all carry secrets.

The man stared intensely at Andrew then at me. He looked back and forth from Andrew and I and then finally turned and walked away without another look behind his back at us, or even another word.

I was left awestruck and even more curious. I wanted answers.

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