DUSK

CHAPTER FOUR

I could hear the voices in my head. They sounded like loud whispers. I tried to hear what they were saying but the only thing I could make out was that they were arguing. The voices came closer then started to drift further away until they disappeared.

A bright light appeared out of nowhere and it grew big until I found myself opening my eyes. I was at home, in my parents' room. I sat up, trying to remember how I ended up here. I was almost giving up when everything came crashing back; the break-up with Alec, confrontation with Angeline and the final piece where Alec talked about Dusk and I remembered things before I passed out. I guessed that my parent came for me. I was about to go downstairs when I remembered something; Dusk.

I finally remembered about Saturday and I killed two guys! Oh, My Goodness!! I killed two people, what if they had families or even wives and children, wait, will I go to prison and how come people didn't notice they were missing? I was so busy asking myself questions that I couldn't answer that I didn't even notice mom walking in.

"Honey, are you alright? How are you feeling?" she asked as she sat next to me on the bed. That sight was very familiar.

"I killed two people on Saturday, did you know that?" I tried to sound casual but I failed. She was quiet for some time confirming my already blooming suspicion.

"What's going on mom, who is Dusk?" She looked shocked at the mention of Dusk before she faced the door, a sign of her silence.

"Your father will explain everything when he gets home from work." She finally responded in a firm tone, leaving no room for discussion, she turned to me, an apologetic look on her face before straightening herself and walking out, leaving me to my thoughts.

I walked down the stairs to look for something to eat when I found mom arguing with dad and I bet it was something serious. Dad was about to say something when I caught his eye and he looked panicked. Mom turned and when she saw me she opened her mouth to say something then shut it. They shared a look before mom turned to me. Something was up.

"Would you like something to eat? It's going to be a long talk," she said. Dad shot her a look but she shrugged it off like it was nothing.

"She needs to know the truth Elroy, better now than never." She added before walking off into the kitchen.

Dad walked to the living room where he sat on his favorite chair, motioning for me to take the one opposite him. Mom returned a few minutes later and placed a bowl of pasta which I assume was made while I was still sleeping. She sat next to dad who looked a bit uncomfortable.

"I'll just start from the beginning, it's easier that way." He paused, waiting for my approval. I nodded, anxious to know what this was all about. Dad lowered his head, took a deep breath and exhaled slowly before he looked up at me. His eyes conveying all the emotions he felt however much he tried to mask them.

"Chloe, I want to tell you a lot of things and to be completely honest I'm really scared of how you will take all these information but I want you to know that everything your mother and I did was to protect you and to ensure you survive." I stared blankly at them, not sure of what to expect. I silently prayed that it wasn't something bad.

"How old are you Chloe?" Dad asked, taking me by complete surprise. I blinked for a few minutes; waiting for him to say something like 'I'm just joking' or to even start laughing but nothing came.

"I'm turning eighteen next Saturday," I said in a shaky voice, afraid that they will say I'm younger but he just sighed.

"It's time you learned the truth."