Ruach

Ruach Ch. 18

Ok so I accidently posted the last chapter as chapter 18 when it was really 17. So this is the really 18 and the last chapter is 17. Enjoy tell me wht you think. I actually wasnt going to bring her back this early or this way but it just kinda happened and i liked it so i hope you guys like it too. 

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 “You’re lying” I whispered right before I jumped forward and began to hit him with all the force I could muster. The only thing keeping him vertical was the fact that he was a werewolf. If he had been a human he would have fallen right on his little behind the second the first hit landed. I was practically seeing red….actually I was seeing red. I had come to terms with the fact that Amelia was dead. I had made peace with her death and accepted that I would live the rest of my life in solitude. And this monster dared to speak her name? My sister alive, I almost didn't want to believe it. No, I didn't actually because that would mean that these past few years of orphanages, half way homes, foster families. They could have been avoided, we could be living together somewhere happy and together. 

“Tara calm down!” Darren grabbed my wrist and leaned forward trying to catch my eyes. But I kicked his shines in retaliation I contemplated head butting him as well but I knew that would result in both of us being disorientated. 

“NO YOU LIER! YOU LIER! SHE’S DEAD! I KNOW SHE’S DEAD I WAS THE ONE WHO CONFIRMED IT!” I slumped forward in tears, suddenly drained of all my strength.

“I was the one who confirmed it” I whispered before blacking out. Unwilling to face the reality of my situation. Because throughout out the whole time I was screaming and hitting him and denying what he said. A small part of me was hoping, praying with all my heart that it was true. That my sister was alive, that she hadn't died and that these past few years had just been a bad dream and know I was going to wake up and things would be back to normal. I’d wake up to Amelia’s awful alarm clock and then have to wake her up myself because she would just ignore it. Then we’d make breakfast, usually toast with way to much butter and jam. We’d argue over who was going to clean the bathroom or whether the latest celebrity couple would make it past three months. We’d then go to our jobs, usually as waitresses in some cute little restaurant we’d eat our lunches together even if we worked at different jobs. 

We were always together.

And then we weren’t.

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I could hear voices. Very faint voices, that would start up and get a little louder then a little louder till a voice quieted them. Then it would start all over again. 

I didn't want to open my eyes because as soon as I did the person sitting next to me would start talking and I didn't want him too. I didn't want to hear him go off on me about how terrible it was of me to run away that I was going to be grounded, again. But this time it wasn't just for a while, it would be forever. I was never going to escape again. 

I wanted to cry, to curl up into a ball and never move again. I wanted to die, because at least in death I wouldn't have all these confusing and mixed emotions. Amelia would be there too……or would she.

The door opened and someone else entered pausing then shutting the door and taking a seat on the other side of me.