broken souls

16

A/N: sorry for not updating, been super busy with life. And lost motivation to write for a while.

● Roman eyes me with a look of desperation. “come on it’s the full moon tonight someone else Is going to die.” He says walking out of the room.

“What happened with Letha?” I ask Peter as we follow roman.

He sighs and drags his hand down his face. “I did what I thought would keep her safe… I pushed her away.”

I shake my  head and pat his arm. After some debate about Peter driving Roman’s car we leave.

“So what are we doing.” I ask.
“We need to try to find this thing before tonight..” Roman says not looking at me.
“Let's see if Destiny can help us?” I suggest.

We head to Destiny, after I give her a warning text about Roman. When we get to her house she keeps a close eye on Roman.
“What do you guys need?” she asks sitting next to me.
“We need a way to figure out who this thing is going after next. We have to kill it before it gets to strong!” peter says.

She sighs and looks at us. “you didn’t hear?”
We all share a look, “hear what?” I ask.
“Sheriffs daughters… got killed last night.” I look at Destiny with my chest aching. We were busy fooling around and two innocent, well innocent enough, girls got brutally murdered.

I got up and walked in the kitchen to get a drink. I blink some tears away and sigh. I hear Destiny tell them sheriff Sworn seemed to think peter was the valgarf and was looking for blood.

“He cant do that.” I exclaim angrily. I know hes upset but pointing the blame at an innocent man was wrong.

“Were gypsies andrea this is what happens to us. We get blamed for everyone elses problems.” Peter says in a defeated tone.

“Well what now we need to catch this thing.” I say. I lean against the kitchen door way and feel Roman’s gaze. But I don’t take my eyes off of Destiny, and she gives me a small reassuring smile as if to tell me it’s ok.

“I can give you the ritual to find out but Peter has to be the one to perform it… and I’d go in to hiding, peter. It’s not safe.” She says patting his leg.

We get the ritual wrote down and head out we get in the car and I ask the question that’s needs to be asked. “where are we going to hid you Peter.”

We all sat in silence for a moment.
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    We ended up at and abandoned cemetery at old psychiatric hospital that Roman’s uncle worked at.

“This will have to do for now.” Peter said as he hopped in to an old bath tub in the middle of the room. This old church had the possibility to be beautiful, but it was run down and discarded.

Roman nodded and I said my goodbye for now and we headed out. We got in the car and Roman lite a cigarette.

“I’m so sorry.” He said, through and exhale of smoke.
I just looked ahead through the windshield.

“I know you know what I did…. I hurt her in ways NO one should ever be hurt… and even though I did make her forget it was still wrong of me I. I don’t know what came over me…” he sounded pained and sincere.

I still didn’t know what to do. Or say I took his cigarette from him and took a drag. After a few moments of silence I blurted out “I fucked Destiny last night.”

His face looked shocked but he grinned a little.
“Why are you smiling.” I ask flatly.

“I’m going to prove to you how sorry I am. I love you and it was the biggest mistake I’ve ever made… that’s why I made her forget, ya know.” He bit his thumb and sighed. “And that’s hot that’s why I’m smiling.” He grinned.

“Why. Why did you do it.” I ask. Honestly feeling broken by it all.

“I honestly dont know… it was like something just came over me… after I heard about jessica.” He says as we start to leave. He pulls a piece of paper out of his pocket.

“why were you so upset about her…” I look at the paper it’s the list of things we need for Peter’s ritual. I noticed his cats name on there.

“We use to fool around before me and you became a thing… I’d pay her but she was sweet to shelley.” He grips the steering wheel.

I just look out the window, of course hed be upset about his ex hooker dying. I mentally rolled my eyes. I shouldn’t be jealous. Suddenly my phone buzzes, I look and its Destiny.

Let me know if you need me to get you. Xoxo

I respond, I will be safe tonight.

“Who’s that?” Roman asks.
“Destiny.”
“Not that it’s not a great mental image, but why’d you fuck her.” He looks at me. His eyes seemed full of sorrow and pain.

“I had just found out what you did. So we went out drinking. One thing led to another…” I shrug nonchalantly.

He nods. “I remember telling my mom about jessica and then the next thing I knew I was at Ashley’s house… almost like an out of body experience. I felt out of control, you have to believe me.”

I Look at him and think about price telling me Olivia was a upir too.

“Can Upirs compel other upirs?” I blurt out.
He looks at me and raises an eyebrow. “um. Fuck. I don’t know.” He looks back at the road “why?”

“Just a thought. Maybe your mom has something to do with the memory loss….” I say pondering.

Suddenly he pulls over and stairs in the rearview mirror at him self.

I stair at him. Hes murmuring under his breath. Looking at his eyes and suddenly his nose is bleeding bad.

“Roman! What are you doing?” I ask touching his arm, but even feeling bad for caring, though I couldn’t make my self stop loving him over night.

All of a sudden he drops back to his seat and takes a few deep breaths and wipes the blood. He looks at me sad. “I thought that would work…. To make myself find out the truth.” He frowns.

I put my hand on his shoulder and look at him. Part of me hated him but my gut was telling me in this moment to help him… “while you were… out, I found my moms book of shadows and a pendant to help control my deamon side…. Maybe I can find a spell in my moms book to help you, fill in those blank spaces… ya know.” He grabbed my hand and gave it a squeeze.

“Don’t mention anything to my mom about this…. If she is involved it’s better to keep her in the dark.” He says starting to drive again.

   We get back to his house and his mother storms outside as were walking to the door. Part of me felt anxious.

“Where the hell have you been! You wake up from your coma and do you think to tell your Mother where your going or if your okay no!” she pauses and looks at him. “oh never mind I’m just happy your okay.” We go in and eat dinner. It was awkward. Silent until Oliva spoke up.

“Andrea darling, Yohan called, he would like you to come back in for more blood work in a week. Just routine nothing to fret about.” She said smiling and I look at Roman and he’s looking at me intently. 

After dinner i go back up to my room and lay down thinking about everything Roman said. Sighing I get up and get my moms book out of my bag.
I flip through and find a spell that seems as if it would work. I read though the spell.

Bring to me the memories that fade.
They no longer will be a stray, show to me the memories of the ones I seek to see.

I read through the ingredients.
Sage, toads stool, ground eye of newt and the blood and or belonging of the person or things memories you wish to see.

“Um. Eww.” I say to myself. I hear a chuckle and I jump as Roman starts walking in.

“What are you saying ew about.” I motion for him to shut the door.

“this, it says to see your memories I have to say this spell after ingesting this potion with the blood and or other form of belonging of the person who’s memories you wish to see.” I show him the book.

He holds it gently and reads it over. Then looks at me.

“Are you willing to do this, for me?” he asks, unbelievably.
I pull the pendant out of my shirt and look at him.
“When I found this book at my old house there was a letter and this pendant, she told me the pendant would help keep me safe and control the darkness. And to listen to my instincts… that they are important and they’ve already saved my life. And they’re telling me to find out the truth for you and for me… so yes.” I  sigh and stand up.
“Where are you going?” he asks.
“We need this stuff and the stuff for Peter. Might as well kill two birds with one stones.”

   After buying ours and Peter’s stuff and picking up the cat we went to the old church again. Peter was laying in the old bathtub and smoking a cigarette.

“Hey man.” I say setting his cat down and he ran up to him.
“What are you guys doing here?” he asks getting up. King of struggling to get up out of the told tub. I chuckle.

“I needed some things to help Roman with something and we got your stuff.” I say taking everything out of the bags and separating them.

Peter draws a pentagram in salt on the floor and takes his necklace off. Hes chanting in, what I presumed to be, Romanian while holding the necklace in one hand.

As peter was doing his thing I was finishing my potion. All that was left was Roman’s blood… “roman,” I say softly. He looks at me and I hold up the pocket knife with an apologetic look. He nods and comes over to me.

“Sorry" I say softly. I push hard enough to make him bleed and give him a small slice on his hand. He barely even winced. I held his hand over the small pot that was brewing the rest of the potion, and let it slowly drip in just a few drops was needed. Once I was done peter called to Roman and needed him for his ritual, I grinned and finished it.

I was waiting to take it until peter was done but he all of a sudden took his cat.

“What are you doing to the cat man!” roman yelled.

Snap. The cats neck was broken. And he was dead. I grapped the vile of the potion and ran out side ready to puke, peter looked as if he was going to puke himself. Roman followed me out.

“The fuckig cat man…” he wipes his eyes and lights a cigarette. I take one too. I wrap my arms around myself.

Suddenly peters walking out, blood on his hand. And stumbles away and drops to his knees muttering to himself. Me and Roman look at each other.
“Is he okay?” I ask. Roman shrugs.

Peter comes back and I hand him my cigarette.

“So what do we do?” Roman asks.

“Not we. Me. I have to give up my face, to turn on an off moon to stand a chance to kill this thing.” He says as he takes a drag of the cigarette.

We end up leaving, peter asking us to get him a bunch of bacon grease.

We get to the store and Roman parks and looks at me. “When do you want to do the spell?” he asks. Seeming nervous.

“Somewhere privet, cause I don’t know what all will happen…” I say. He nods and heads in to get the bacon.

   We head back to the house. And Oliva is no where to be found. Roman starts cooking the bacon and I go to my room to do the spell. I take the potion and say the spell, and suddenly my body goes heavy and I fall back on the bed.

I blink a few times and come to, I’m downstairs and Olivia is hugging Roman, hes saying he dosnt know how to tell Shelley about Jessica. And how bad it will hurt her.
Suddenly olivia takes him by the shoulders and stars in his eyes.
“Roman, my dear, you are going to go out and do anything you can to ruin what you’ve got going with Andrea, I need her to hate you. To be willing to listen to me and do what I want. He blood is the answer to everything I’ve ever hoped for. And son, you wont remember this conversation, and you’ll be sure to NOT get caught. Now GO!” 
I feel anger building up in me. I look at Roman’s face, his eyes seems dull maybe even lifeless. As he turned around to leave I saw his mom had an evil devilish grin on her face.

It flashed and I was out side of Ashley’s house again. Roman looked pained.
“This is wrong, what am I doing.” He muttered. I’m pulled to home leaving and I’m in the car with him. He's screaming, and punching the steering wheel.
“WHY! WHY! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME”.

Suddenly hes drinking and taking a bump of coke off his hand as he hits a tree. He gets out and starts yelling more. Then he catches glimpses of the white tower, and heads off.