Fairy Bond

Chapter Seventeen: History

Autumn's P.O.V.

I lean on my elbow and fluff out the cushion for what feels like the hundredth time this night. The couch feels much more uncomfortable from the last time I slept on it, but then again I was eleven and somewhat of a short shit. It was only in high school that I caught up with my peers, length wise. The only person shorter than me, was Jade, but now she's outgrown me.

I roll from my side to my back, stretching out my legs so they hang over the arm rest. My feet peeking out from under the blanket.

Sally's living room is pitch black; I can't even see my own hand in front of my face. I change my eye color to purple because I've never been too fond of the dark, knowing that they would work like night vision goggles, except I won't be seeing things in green, but with a purple glow. Just one of the perks of being a half Fairy.

I can see the TV now and next to it the huge vase that is there for decorative purposes. There is a single couch on my left and a coffee table in the middle of the room. Behind me there is a book shelf, the top row filled with pictures of Sally and her mom and one or two photos of her dad. The rest filled with the books I've seen Sally carry around at school some days.

Next to the self is a small, round show case filled with debate trophies and photos of Sally standing behind podiums, leaning into the mics.

Already bored of looking at the things I've seen plenty of times before; I turn my attention to the ceiling fan. It's not on because the weather is already cooler than it was a couple of weeks ago.

I messed up big time when I kissed Sally. Hurting two people I care about. If Ace finds out it will crush him.

Jade already knows and my guess is that it is our stupid connection to one another that tipped her off. Jade's pain rippled through me when Sally answered the door earlier, crippling me, washing me in shame as to how I could do that to another person. I may have felt betrayed by her and I may have been angry but there isn't an excuse in the world that can justify my actions. Jade is never going to forgive me and I don't blame her either, because I would never forgive myself if the roles were reversed. She deserves better than me.

The footsteps I hear, nearing me, snaps me out of my train of thoughts. I sit up straight, swinging my feet to the floor. I change my eye color back to blue so Sally can't see them. My eyes seem to adjust a little to the dark this time, so I can see silhouette frames of all object surrounding me. I keep my eyes locked on her bedroom door, expecting Sally to come out any minute now, but it doesn't happen. I switch on my hearing ability and focus it on Sally. She is tossing and turning but that means she is still in bed. I expand my hearing to the whole apartment but can't pin point where I'm hearing the footsteps come from. Everything else is clear. The clock on the wall behind me feels like it's ticking right in my ear. Sally's breathing is so loud that I can practically feel it on my neck. Her heart beating in an even rhythm.

A hand slides over my mouth, causing my eyes to widen. A feeling of terror building from within.

"Don't scream," the man's voice whispers in my ear. I throw my head backwards, my eyes already purple so I can see who it is.

It's the man who claimed to be my grandfather, the one I almost ran over with my dad's car. He doesn't remove his hand from my mouth.

I can't help but notice that his eyes are three different colors; the outer ring is gray, the middle pink and the smallest ring around the pupil, is yellow. It looks bizarre yet so natural on him.

"I need you to come with me."

I shake my head. His is out of his mind if he thinks I'm going anywhere with him, willingly. I'm already thinking of ways to get out from his grip.