LOVE ME, A SIREN

Part 6 - Reasons

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September 3rd, 2019

"You are saying that you and his ancestor William Smith were-"

Natalie interrupted her, "Yes, we fucked each other, Serena. It is a normal thing for us Sirens: seducing and screwing." Serena didn't look pleased at all by the thought of that. "Oh, come on, Ser. Are you forgetting your nature all because of one mortal? Have you forgotten about what you did two days ago?" Natalie laughed out loud.

"Natalie! Let's not forget you have a history with this town. With his ancestor for the love of God!" Natalie grabbed her by her arm and injured her with some herb. Serena felt her strength lowering down. Now Natalie was even stronger compared to the new blood, Serena. "Natalie! You can't just inject me with that!"

"What are you going to do about it, Serena? Tell that human? Tell Michell? You are starting to get only more weak and weak by this insect. You know what we do with bugs, Serena? We crush them." She let Serena go and turned to the lost Jackson, who was still completely under Natalie's hypnosis.

"Natalie! I will go with you right now if you leave him alone. Please, Nat," she begged while trying to find her strength.

"Fine, darling. Just because you asked so kindly." She stared into Jackson's eyes as her own eyes started to shine bright. "You will forget I came. Serena and you went separate ways after greeting your dearest uncle because she had a phone call," Jackson had listened carefully to her. Jackson blinked twice before coming back to reality. He looked around for a bit: he saw nobody there except for himself in the glass window of his family store. "I guess, I will go home now." He grabbed his phone and opened his messages. Serena had sent him a message. "Sorry? Why does she apologise? She said goodbye," Jackson mumbled. Her text haunted him. He felt like there was nothing wrong with her but he couldn't explain it. "I have to find her."

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"Hahaha, so you injected her?" Michell sipped her mango flavoured tea-to-go. She was enjoying that perfect Serena finally pissed off Natalie.

"It isn't funny, Michell. I could have died. Especially since Natalie has been hiding that she has a history with this town. Is this why we are here, Nat? Is this the reason you have been hiding from your sisters!"

Michell's laughter ended quickly. "Nat? Do you want to explain yourself?" She looked at Natalie with the most hateful look ever.

"Yes, I have history here. Old history. It was ages ago." Natalie looked at a painting hanging on the wall for a few seconds. The painting had a beautiful young woman on it, she looked similar to Anne.

"We always avoid towns where one of us has history, Nat. Isn't that what you taught us!" yelled Michell in anger. "You told me that I couldn't go back to England for centuries because someone might recognise me! And then you just happen to send us here, to a town where you have your own personal history!"

"Don't be so ridiculous, Michell. Are you really siding with her now? Didn't you say the other day you enjoyed messing around with that Royce boy? Which one was it? Oh, wait. Both of them."

"Tell us right now what we are doing here, Nat," said Michell as she threw her tea into the trash can.

"Destroying lives, of course."

"Whose?" asked Serena carefully.

"The blood of the founders," she said with hate in her eyes. "They deserve to rot in hell for what they have done. Didn't you want to have some fun, Michell?"

"I can live with that, Ser. I do feel like doing something fun in this dead place. It has been ages since we screwed over an entire town. Reminds me of that one time in France. Awh, glorious Serena free times."

Natalie laughed. "See, Serena. You are just overreacting everything."

"Overreacting? You want revenge, Nat. This will bring questions. And didn't we leave Europe to prevent being exposed to the rest of the world!"

"It is very simple. Nothing can go wrong here. You leave one Smith alive to produce their bloodline, and when they have a fresh born, you kill that generation, and so it goes on. No questions asked." Natalie laughed. "I have never been caught before, sweetheart."

"Now you want to kill Jack! What has he ever done to you?"

"Serena, Serena. Are you defending a human? Are you insane?" yelled Michell as she sided with Natalie once again. "Nat, are you hearing this too!"

"Yes, Michell. I am. And I am not pleased." Serena was about to say something but then the doorbell rang. "Is that your dear Jackson? It is time to finally meet him, properly."

"No, no, no. Leave him!" She tried to get the door before the sirens could, however, Michell stopped her by injecting more of the herb in her. The last thing she heard before knocking out was that Jackson was greeting Natalie, "Jackson Smith," Natalie said with the most evilest yet sweet voice. "How can I help you?"

"Miss Pearls." Jack had no idea what had just happened between the sirens. Everything looked normal to him. "Is Serena home?"

"No, but please, come in, dear."

"Thank you, Miss Pearls."

"Call me Natalie," she smiled while she let Jackson in. "So, Jackson. What kind of friend are you to Serena?" They walked towards the living room. Michell was standing in the kitchen. She was playing around with the knives. She smiled at him.

"Kind of friend?" he asked while he observed their home.

"Yes, dear. Define your relationship. There are no reasons to hide it from her sisters."

"Oh, I," Jackson felt embarrassed, "I am just a friend, I hope."

"Hope?" said Natalie with a fake frown. "That sounds so unsure. Why is that?"

"Nothing. I rather discuss this with Serena, Miss-"

"Natalie." She hummed as he looked into her beautiful eyes. Jackson was under her compel once again. "Just stay right here, darling. Right here."

"Can we make him kill his uncle, Nat?" Michell threw a knife against the wall. "Or that pretty annoying blonde? Whoever he sees first?"

"Oh, Michell. That would be too simple and too fast. We have to teach Serena a lesson and remind her what she really is." 

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