The Blood Games

Chapter. 25

Chapter. 25

Haley's POV

I zoned out as Alfie lectured me. Have I done the right thing forgiving Tom? Or is our relationship just an advantage for Tom in the war?

"....Haley? Haley! Haley are you even fucking listening!" Alfie yelled.

"What happened to you." I sighed

"What do you mean, what happened to me?" Alfie snapped

"What happened to the Alfie I knew and loved! The one that would tease me, the overprotective brother, the one that I loved! I don't even know who you are anymore and I certainly don't love this new Alfie." I said bluntly, getting up and leaving the room. All I wanted was a hug, I know it sounds cheesy, but I'm hurting inside. Everything I thought I loved, turns out to be fake. Is the love between me and Tom even real? What about that weird thing me and Joey have? Is that love? I don't even know what love is anymore...

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I stared at the horizon with the sun setting, sending vibrant shades of orange everywhere. I was sat on the roof, my usual seat in the evening.

"Hey," someone said from behind me. I knew it was Joey, only he knew of this place.

"Oh hey." I sighed

"What's up?" He asked

"Nothing..." I sighed again.

"You know I don't believe that. But if you don't want to tell me, it's fine." He said, sitting down beside me.

"No... it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just... it's complicated." I said.

"It's fine, you can tell me anything," He said calmly. "However complicated it is."

"In the most uncomplicated way possible, my life is shit." I groaned.

"Why?" He asked.

"Well imaging living a childhood where you were taught and made to hunt down vampires, then all of a sudden the vampires started to hunt you down and suddenly they killed your baby sister and mother, before coming back and killing all your brothers and father, then they take over the world and it's all my fault!" I started, by now I was sobbing as tears streamed down my face.

"Hey, it's not your fault." Joey reassured, I ignored him and carried on.

"Then the fucking vampires made the blood games and somehow, out of everyone in the world, it had to be me who runs into a vampire. Like my life wasn't already fucked up! Then of course I got picked for the blood games, not to mention my best friend was killed before it. Then I met you, but soon we were split up when I fucking broke the arena. Then I find out my 'dead' brother is actually alive but is just an asshole now. Then I fell in love with the bastard that got me into the entire mess, then I nearly got executed, not to mention I fell in love with you as well! Now Brooke is practically dead! And it's just all so complicated, what's gunna happen with the war approaching? Who do I love? Is Brooke gunna die? Is Alfie gunna carry on as an asshole? Argh! I just fucking hate life! I mean, come on, I don't even know who I love! I don't even know who I am anymore..." I trailed off.

"That's okay, because I know exactly who you are." Joey said.

"A girl with a mucked up life is what I am," I groaned.

"No, your Haley Jones, the girl that finds a way out of every mess, the girl that's a werewolf, a protector, a role model, the girl I fell in love with," Joey said, pressing his lips to mine. Oops, did we just kiss? Does that mean I'm cheating on Tom?