Saving Him.

Chapter Twenty

I sighed as I stared at the ceiling. I didn't know what to do anymore. I didn't want anyone to die, but i had a feeling in my stomach that someone was going too. And to be honest I rather it be me, then any of my friends. Yet I'm pretty sure they're mad at me for the deal I made. But they can't stay mad at me, not if they don't wanna find out how to stop Zahra. Or Sarah. I don't even know anymore.

"Shay...?" My mother said knocking softly on the door, and poking her head in.

"Hi." I said quietly glancing at her, and back at the ceiling.

"Shay can we talk?" She said coming in and closing the door.

"Were talking now aren't we?" I said resting my hands on my stomach.

"That's not what I meant. Shay is there something going on that I don't know about? You've been acting weird lately." She said sighing. "Are you hearing things again?"

"No. I'm not." I said lying straight threw my teeth. "It's just that you didn't ever tell me I had a sister."

I looked at her, and saw sadness spread across her face. She didn't say anything for awhile, and looked out my window.

"Get ready for school." Was all she said as she left the room.

I sighed.

Now I've upset her. Maybe I shouldn't of been so straight forward. I mumbled uncolorful words to myself, and got up.

I walked into my bathroom and got ready for school. I did my morning routine, straightened my hair, out some make up on, and got dressed.

After I was done I walked downstairs only to find my mom...gone? I wandered into the kitchen to find a note on the table. I grabbed it and read it.

'I'll be home very late tonight. I have to run some errands. Love you, mom."

I then crumbled up the note and threw it away. Then I stopped and got it out of the trashcan. I kept reading and reading it over again. Something told me my mom didn't write this. If she had errands to run she would of just told me. I shook my head, and shoved the note into my pocket. I then opened the door, locked it, and closed it and walked down the steps to my car.

I got in and drove to school. My mind was racing, and my heart was pounding. Something wasn't right. I pulled into the schools driveway, and parked my car. I turned off the car, and sat there for a minute.

I took deep breaths, and tried to stay calm. I felt like I was about to scream, or pass out. I felt dizzy. after relaxing for a couple minutes I got out of the car.

I walked in the silent car lot, and into the school. Some people noticed me, and looked at me with puzzled looks. Others just glanced, or didn't even noticed at all.

I walked through the school ignoring everyone's eyes. I looked around for Kaden, Lane, and Liam...But they were no where to be found.

My eyes wandered everywhere. Then I felt someone tap on my shoulder from behind me. I whirled around to see a girl. She had black hair, but I could see her face because her hood was covering her face.

"Come with me." She mumbled pulling my hand.

"Where are we going?" I asked her. For some odd reason I felt like I could trust her. We walked outside, and into the woods. We walked forever, and she stayed silent. Then she stopped, and turned to look at me.

She took of her hood, and revealed her face. She was rather pale, green eyes, frizzy black hair.

"Who are you?" I muttered. She looked familiar.

"Someone..." She said. "I know what you can do Shay...Your apart of the supernatural right?."

"No?" I said as my heart dropped. How did she know my name? And more importantly how did she know I was apart of the 'supernatural.'

"Look don't lie." She said looking around.Not sure what she was looking for in the middle of the woods. "I think I can help you with what your dealing with."

"And what am I exactly dealing with that you can help?" I asked her as a shiver went down my spine.

"Zahra." She said. "I can help you.."

"How did you know?" I asked sighing.

"I don't know... I had dreams about you, and I woke up with this,." She then pulled up the sleeve of her hoodie to show me her wrist with a tattoo on it.

It was a sword with vines wrapped around it....Neat.

"Whoa.." I said tracing it with my fingers. Then I felt a sting on my wrist. I made a little host sound, and hurriedly pulled on my sleeve to reveal my wrist.

There was the tattoo. Her tattoo. Her exact tattoo. The sword and vines were identical.

So what does this mean?