ETHAN
It has been a week since I have talked to Emma. I'm still pissed at how much attention she gives to Adam. Although it seems like he's angry at her too. He's been ignoring her also and I would be lying if I said that didn't make me happy.
It made me feel good that Adam wasn't hanging around her all the time. That he wasn't making her smile or laugh. I know it's an asshole thing to say but I can't help it.
But I do feel bad that she has basically been a loner the entire week. It's kind of depressing to see her so down when she's usually smiling and talking to all of the guys.
I want to talk to her but I can't help but want her to suffer. Again I know I'm a douche.
At least it's Friday and I'm on my way home from school. Although I don't know how much better that is. My uncle has been on my ass about training. Making me run at least 3 miles a day, spending an additional hour in the the practice facility.
My house came into view as I got closer. The giant brick house surrounded by a thick black gate. And the gate surrounded by giant trees. Trees in the desert are kind of hard to maintain but my uncle wanted the house to have some privacy so I guess it's worth the hassle. I've never brought friends over because they would just feel weird in this house. Not to mention my uncle would make them feel uncomfortable.
My uncle Alexander took me in when I was five. He raised me to be strong and ambitious. As my fathers older brother, he has taught me everything he taught my father. Sometimes he can be a little intense or insensitive. But I know he does it to teach me how to be unbreakable. He's been preparing me my entire life so that I can someday get revenge for my parents.
My parents did not die in a car accident like I made all my friends believe. No. My parents were taken from me, ripped out of my life, murdered. Murdered by a disgusting excuse for a human being. If you could even say it was human. It belongs to a species that I hope to someday help end. They like to think they are humans. But they aren't, they're monsters. People like them are a plague on this earth and should be executed. My uncle has taught me well into seeing them for what they truly are and it is our job to erase them off the face of the earth. Terminate their existence. And when I graduate, I'll be able to do that.
But sometimes I just want to be a high school student. But my uncle doesn't care about that. It makes him angry that I go to parties and mess around with girls. He wants me to be all about training all the time and it's exhausting. Sometimes I think that maybe what we are meant to kill doesn't even exist. I've never come across one my entire life. But one thing is for sure, if I came across one. I wouldn't think twice about slitting their throat.
"You're late." Says my uncle in his usual cold voice as soon as I walk through the door.
"I'm sorry I had to take care of something." I say thinking about the trip I made to Starbucks. I needed a drink for the week I've had. And since it's too early for alcohol I thought a
nice caffeinated beverage would do the trick.
"What ever it was it should have waited. We have company and they've been expecting you." He says.
"I'm sorry uncle." I said hanging my head low knowing he's angry with me.
"You'll be punished later. For now, get yourself together." He walks into the living room.
I put my stuff in the closet and run a hand through my curls and walk to the living room too. My uncle is sitting in his usual chair and on the couch next to him I see a bald man in an expensive looking suit probably around my uncles age. He was tall and he was extremely large, like BIG. I would hate to get on his bad side. Next to him was a slim red head with pin straight hair ending at her shoulders. She was wearing all black and had on black heeled boots. She turned to look at me with piercing almost black eyes.
