The Luna's Mate

The Gardens

(Lilliana's POV)

     The gardens are so peaceful at night. The way the moon shines on the beautiful flowers, or how it reflects off the small lake. The amazing view of everything from the gazebo or the slight breeze you feel while swinging on the swing. Even the labyrinth is beautiful. I wouldn't want this place any other way.

     I come out here when I need go think. Or get away from the crazy, hectic life I lead. Sometimes I even pretend like my life complications aren't real, that I'm completely ok. But I'm not. And I never will be. I walked along one of the pebble paths. I stopped here and there to smell the roses and other flowers.

      Next I stopped by the lake, and knelt down on my knees. I looked in the lake and watched my reflection. I noticed the few drops of blood on my face, quickly smearing them away. Standing up, I walk to the gazebo and sit on the swing. I gently rocked back and forth.

    "Lil... Are you alright?" Turning my head, I see Kade walking up to me. Sighing I turn back to staring across the lake.

    "If I remember correctly, I told everyone to leave me alone."

    "But I'm not everyone, I'm me. And when it comes to me, I don't listen to what people tell me what not to do. I do whatever the hell I want. Remember, kitten?" He chuckles.

    "How can I forget? Remember when we tried to take that bottle of Jack Daniels from the bar we went to in 1523?"

    "Yeah, you were so nervous about having to distract the bartender you tripped in those heels and spilt your drink on him."

     "Those were good times." I smile at him.

     "Yeah, they were. They really were. I remember all the fun times all of us have had over the years. I also remember all the bad. The battles, the losses. Everything." He sighed. I understood were he was coming from. Its hard to remember all the pain, but without it we wouldn't be who we are.

      "C'mon kitten. We should be getting back inside. Its late, and I'm not getting a good feeling from being out here right now." See the cool thing about us, we have a sixth sense for danger. It keeps us out of trouble, well sort of.

    "Yeah, your right. Let's go." He draped his arm over my shoulder and pulled me close for a hug.

     "Your my baby sis basically, and I'm always here if you need me"

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A/N

I know its short but I've had a stressful few days.