Haunted (Under Construction)

Wyrd is Fate in Viking

picture of avery

Jericho-

          I stared at her in shock as she did the same. I have heard of this feeling before. It meant I found my mate. My mate was Avery, Crawford. She was beautiful. I knew very well who she was. She had a reputation as a wallflower. She liked to stand in the back ground and go unnoticed, but with her florescent orange hair that was impossible. She was a foster kid and came here from Portland, Organ. She somehow ended up living with Terrance, Paterson. He was a sick twisted kid who did shit like torture animals. I pitted Avery, and so did most people.  

          Then realization dawned on me like I was being run over by a 18 wheeler. My mate was Avery, Crawford: The wallflower, The doormat, and and the universe's punching bag. My mate  lived in a complete hell hole. Any home of the Paterson had to be torture. I tried to avoid Terrance as much as possible. He just liked to pick fights. Then there was Avery she worked at the book store non stop, and I often saw her at church...alone. She was pure perfection. She was beautiful, smart, independent, and innocent. She already has a screwed up life, why should I make it worse. I should just walk away and pretend I never saw her. 

          No don't do that!she's Mine! Mate! My wolf yelled in the back of my mind. I snapped back to the present when Avery put her hands on my face and stared at me intently. What was she doing? This was not helping me at all! I stared at my reflection in her stunning green eyes. I herd snickering coming from behind us. 

          "What are you doing?" I asked as she pulled my check. She stared at me with a confused look on her face. It was beyond adorable. I suddenly had the urge to hold her. 

          "Avery?" Suddenly she snapped back to reality. She gasped and her cheeks turned about as red as her hair. Her hands dropped from my face and she ran down the hall. Allen came up to me laughing. 

          "Holly shit, what was that about? You looked like you were going to eat Terrance. It was fucking hilarious." He said. Soon Tyler came up to me as well. 

          "Dude, what was that for?" 

          "What was what?" I asked him.

          "The redhead..." He said in a duh tone.

          "I couldn't let him just hit her."

          "Yup, St. Jericho." Tyler teased.

          "She's a freaken door mat dude. Yeah she jets picked on." Allen pointed out. I looked over at her as she turned the corner, and she looked back at me. 

          "That's not funny." I said with a strait face. The bell rang and within seconds the hallways we like a ghost town. Tyler looked at me with a concerned look on his face. His eyebrows furrowed and then it dawned on him. 

          "Jericho what's going on?" he asked hoping he was wrong. I looked around the hallway. 

          "I'll tell you guys, just not here." They nodded and followed me out of the building. I wanted to be away from everyone supernatural or not. We walked for miles until we were in the woods west of the school. Tyler and Allen looked at me with stern expressions. 

          "Like to fill us in?" Tyler asked me. I put my hand on my brow and looked down.

          "I-I found my mate." I said. The went wide eyed. 

          "Are you serious?" Allen asked.

          "Yeah." I said. 

          "who is it?" Allen asked me.