Chapter 13

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I'm curled up in my grey blanket on my bed with dried tears staining my cheeks.

I have the napkin full of broken pendant in my hand next to my sketchbook. Usually when I get sad I start drawing, so I started on the picture of the gown I've been thinking of.

It's a  gray with a little bit of blue under it off the shoulder gown. It is tight fitting at the the torso since I kind of want to go out of my comfort zone a little. A black silky ribbon is around the waists. Then it flows all the way down covering my legs, while some fabric hangs behind me. There is shear silk layered on top of another silk until you cannot see through it. The necking line is dipped a little and my back is shown a little bit above the small of my back.

I think the dress is Ancient Greek clothing collaborated with modern days.

It would've looked beautiful with the necklace.

The water works starting coming and tears fall down my face.

I grab my phone and take a look at it.
I squint my eyes since the screen is so bright.

My eyes widen and I set my phone back down. I have been locked up in this room for five days. It's not like I haven't been eating for the last five days though.

I've been living off of granola bars I packed in my bag when I came here.
I mean they're good.

I hear a knock on my door. I'm not getting up my legs are too stiff.

"Lu?" I hear Blue call me by my nickname. No one ever calls me that.

"What." I yell with my face in my blanket.

"Can I come in?" He jiggled the doorknob.

"Go ahead."

He opens the door and peeks through. He walks all the way in and come towards the bed. He takes a glimpse at at me before sitting down on the side of the bed, his back facing my side.

I wrap the blanket around my head and put my head down face first into the mattress.

"You Okay?" He asks gently.

"No." I say bluntly.

"Why didn't you tell me about that?"

"About what?" I lay on my side to look at him with my covers still wrapped around me.

" you sucking the life out the people." He slapped the hands on his thighs.

"I never knew I could do that." I remember seeing the girls vibrant eyes turning into a pale yellow. The horrible thing about it is that I enjoyed it.

"All I knew most of my life was that if I touched something dead and I wanted it to live, it came back. Except for humans."

"You could also take that life away if you wanted to." he muttered to himself.

My breath left out my mouth and I sat up and stared at him. Realization hit me.

"I wanted to kill her." I whispered. I can't believe I wanted to kill a girl. Mot ever in. My whole life have I ever wanted to take away someone's life. Through my years it was hard for me to hate someone, I always found at least one positive thing about them that made me not hate them. It had got on Alana's nerves back then, but I couldn't help it. I'd rather hate someone with a passion than want to kill them.

"I actually wanted to kill her." My breath quickens and I get out of the bed. I feel my body start to shake and my legs get wobbly.

I feel Blue's hands on my shoulders.

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