THE WHOLE CAR RIDE,Tobias had been silent. Not saying a word, no music so all Celine could here was humble rustic hum of his Utes engine. The ride had be quiet , completely different from the party in which they had came from. The car drove smoothly enough on the road, the headlight blazed in the darkness showing each turn and shape in the nights oblivion black. They remained in quietude the whole ride, Tobias's dark brown eyes staring on the road, his glasses holding a little gleam in the lens from the headlights the trailed them. Every now and then Tobias broke the cars current habit of dead conversation and mumbled an apology to Celine about a bump he had hit suddenly or a corner he'd turned a little to fast giving Celine a little push into the car door's frame as gravity and force took it's toll.
It wasn't till they arrived on 27 Carter street, that the vowel of quietude broke.
"Wait in the car, I have to get my keys to unlock the door... Now I just need to know where I placed them?" he mumbled to himself searching the car is a daze making thumping and banging sounds on the boot. At one stage through the search, Celine flinched at the loud sound of a bang from the boot. Followed by immense swearing.When Tobias came back to search the front part of the car, his left hand was clutching the side of his head. Celine cleared her throat, and earned he's attention all though his eyes were still hesitant to meet hers.
"Looking for these?" she asked lazily board spinning a set of silver keys around her finger. "Thanks" he replied hesitantly as she handed the to him.
It had taken a lot of effort not to say anything in the car, and she had spent the time in her thoughts thinking about the scene before.' I made him flinch' she thought to herself, 'I did that . I hurt him, and yet I know it's only the beginning if he gets closer to me.'
The whole car ride she kept seeing the desperate look in Tobias's eyes,the importance that he held under he surface of their deep wooden oak brown iris. Remembering the way Riley flinched away from her and blur into the night's darkness without a word. Her Father and the look of love he smiled at her with, his speech about how he was proud of her and the young woman she'd become.
It was a veil of sad, although it was now obvious the fact to Celine that him saying that speech was purely because he didn't know if he was going to survive that night or rather knew he wouldn't. She had forgotten that entry in her Father's journal, the one that was the most important , the last entry written in the yellow tinted pages, of the leather bound book. The one written on the night he died, majority of the pages before had been ripped out, with shaking hands. The parts that Celine had found she had memorized , all of it the pages and the coffee stains, the cursive swirls of Fathers writing, and of course the words he wrote that night, the one he died.
15th /4th /2005
Dear Jo
You might have noticed by now how every entry starts with that. It’s because I want you to see, want you to understand why I did what I did. Today’s it. The day where I might not even make it back. I did it last night, said goodbye to all of you, my family. I didn’t tell you but I packed a bag the night before, I even took Glorious as you know, although I cannot say it made you happy. Leaving you makes my heartbreak but I must go I can’t let it happen again. Can’t let those innocents lives be taken again, their souls rot. This started me and I will end it. I feel as if I don’t do this I’ll fail again, I would have failed Celine like I failed him. I know you say Celine isn’t , isn’t him, but when I look in to those eyes I can’t stand to think that the same thing could happen to her or anyone else. I let it slip before and it came with a heavy price. Maybe your right that I am over protective of her but she is something special. So tonight I left you, I wrote you this entry as I am on the bus on my way there and it’s so dark and I can’t wait to see your face tomorrow. With Glorious I will be fine, this is what I must do. Down below is a list of addresses , and numbers of those to call, if this doesn’t work out I have written the bus lines and trains to get here too so that there is back up in case.I will send ths back to you before I go in. See you tomorrow my Jo.
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Gushing Crimson (Tainted Blood Trilogy)
ParanormalA girl named Celine Cordillia Grey, who after her fathers mysterious murder when she was seven, inherits his secret job of a wraith hunter. She is the best of the best and feared so much that some even call her death. When she is forced to move with...
