Dark Possession 'Cailyn's Chronicles' Book Three

Chapter Eleven Story Time

The time seemed to fly on by me after the funeral. Gradually I began to return to normal life. I was the last of my friends to do so after Jen’s death. Everyone understood why though, at least those who were in on the ‘secret’. I felt guilty, that it was my fault regardless. I kept playing the ‘what if’s’ in my head. If I had done this instead of that, what if I had just told Jen the truth instead of keeping secrets, she was already onto that fact as it was.

Vincent and Vivian kept up their charade, taunting me. What was their plan? Why did they suddenly stop and on the outside were acting normal? They never spoke to me again in school. They gave me the occasional dirty look. Something was wrong. I had not received any more visions, no amplified dreams, nothing. It was like they had shut off their powers. The lack of any trouble from them worried me more.

The difficulty for me came from being in school with everyone surrounding me but Jen. I know we had not been as close of friends as we used to since the start of the school year but it was going back to normal. I felt like reciting the old saying ‘the more things change the more they stay the same’. With how quickly things were blowing up in my face it still felt like it was the same things every day.

Layla continued her song and dance with my father. She was at my house at least three times a week now. When she was there I made sure I was not. I had made it very clear to my father that I did not like her. He thought it was just me being unable to accept a new woman into the house. How far from the truth he was, but I still had secrets to keep that were not mine to tell.

As a distraction from all the problems and much to Ayden and Beth’s delight I had started to try some wedding planning. I wasn’t feeling very enthusiastic about it though. Beth was helping me and I left much of the work up to her as she would know how to decorate, coordinate, and plan better than me. So far I had gotten as far as picking out a color theme and the main flowers.

Beth was really the one doing most the work; she just needed a yes or no from me since I finally gave into their desires to start planning it. She was more than willing to do so and I let her, some of it was fun but I found it tedious and just didn’t think it was important right now.

Ayden was almost as pestering about the plans as Beth was. He constantly asked if he needed to ‘put money down’ for anything yet. I had to keep telling him ‘no’. I wasn’t going to have money invested into this just yet. What if something happened to him or to me? It would be a waste. Ayden was not pleased with my pessimistic attitude, neither was Darius. I was glad the blood link had weakened by now but that only meant they would be bugging me soon to strengthen it again.

We were now into April and the end of the year was approaching. So much was starting to pile up. Graduation was a topic at school, so were yearbooks and prom. Then I had this wedding business and the threat from the Dhampir twins. Everything was overwhelming me plus trying to move on from a friend’s death. I longed for peace and quiet.

“Cailyn,” I heard my name being called and blinked, “Lost in thought again,” Beth said scowling at me, and I nodded and frowned at myself.

“So where were we?” I asked we had been sitting in her room talking about wedding stuff.

“We were looking at venues,” she summarized for me and I scrunched up my nose.

“Can’t it just be at Ayden’s house,” I groaned flopping down against her bed not really wanting to be here dealing with the wedding stuff anymore.

“He said no and that you would suggest that,” Beth said quietly knowing this would piss me off. She was completely on Ayden’s side about this wedding business. I just didn’t think it was the right thing anymore. Not that I didn’t love Ayden but there were others…to consider now.