Scream [completed]

Chapter 32 (Silas)

This chapter is really long. So don't stop halfway! I really liked writing this chapter, there are some shocking things in it! I hope you like it, please vote and comment, thank you!!! xxx Mona

"Humans are vulnerable because they are capable of being hurt."
-Patch Cipriano

        We decided to go home after visiting the building. The vampires would soon notice Adam's disappearance and start searching for answers. On his body, there were no signs of Faded Shadow prints so they can't be sure it was us. When we arrived back at our house, I immediately went to my room to start planning out strategies and researching about vampires. Most of the things I found online, I already knew so I mainly had to strategize against them. Just because we are stronger than them, it doesn't mean we should play brainlessly.  While I was drawing out floor plans of the third floor, my phone started to ring. Glancing at the caller ID I picked it up. "Hey Becca" I spoke coolly. "Silas I need help." She said in a worried sounding voice, I sat up straighter and asked "What's wrong?" "I... I keep seeing things. I don't know what's going on but I see them all the time." Her voice started to break. "Okay can you answer a few questions Becca?" She sniffed and said "Yeah" I assumed that whatever was happening was part of her gift of being the Seeing One. "The things you're seeing, are they hallucinations? Do they disappear after awhile or do they stay?" "When I look away from them for a while, they just disappear and there is no trace that they were ever there." She responded. I didn't know what was going on; I was clueless on the situation. "Okay Becca now listen, is there any way we can meet today? We need to talk about this, and not over the phone." Not knowing what was going on was new to me, and I don't mean for it to sound cocky but it's true. Right now, I didn't know what was happening, and it scared me. "I'm no busy right now, you could come over I guess..." She sounded hesitant when she spoke but I barely noticed. I imagined being in her room, by her side, so close to her bed... "Okay that's fine I'll be there-" remembering that I've never formally asked her what her address was I said "What's your address?" "4276 Centuries street, it's east from the mall." "Okay, I'll be there in a few." Quickly, I went down the stairs and yelled "I'm going out!" then went outside to where my car was parked. I could easily just run to her house but decided to drive. My full speed running is faster the wind and no human eye can see me run. If you've ever felt a gust of wind that is out of place, it might just be a Faded Shadow running by. It was fast but barely drained any of my energy. I started up the car and backed off my property and onto the road. From there, I started the 8 minute drive to Becca's house.

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            -I'm here I texted Becca. I parked a few houses down from hers and walked the rest of the way. I stood outside under her window. -Come to my window she texted back. -I'm already there. A few moments later, her window started to click open and she poked her head out. "Can you climb up here?" She whispered-yelled to me and I just smiled. "Is that a yes or a no?" She asked again. Without saying anything, I took a powerful jump upwards and grabbed on to her window ledge. I had jumped up two stories; the highest I've jumped was probably 6 stories. The furthest I've jumped off of something and didn't break a bone was about 15 stories down. Crawling through the window, I landed on her floor with a thump. I let out a laugh and sat up. She went to the window and closed it. She walked over to her bed and sat on it, a serious look covered her face. Taking a good look at her room, I saw that there were lots of pictures of her with her friends and family. Her room was painted a peach colour and it was fairly large. Her bed was a queen sized bed and there were 7 pillows on the white and light brown sheets. I stayed where I was and studied her face. Even from a distance, without even needing to focus, I saw the beautiful contrast of sharp and soft features on her face. "So what's up?" I asked, sounding calm. "I told you." She replied. Right okay, she obviously was upset. "Tell me more." I pushed her on. She told me about the event that happened in her car. She had been terrified from seeing a bloody face pressed against her windshield. As she spoke, I thought back to one of the fights I got in with a human. They had owed me money but never paid me back. When I had confronted the man that night, he started a fight. He laid the first punch in my face. He owed me one hundred dollars from when he was drunk and was playing poker. He had asked me to lend him a couple bucks and he had said that he'd pay me back. I had let it slide for awhile but three weeks later and he still hadn't paid me back. The night when I confronted him, he was drunk and lashed out. I have always hated drunkies, especially drunkies who thought they were more superior then everyone. He had been walking out of the bar alone at the parking lot. He had a bottle of whisky in his hand, and when he spotted me, he didn't even run. I almost always recall every fight or hunt I've been involved with. "Hey!" I had shouted to the man. He didn't acknowledge me. When I had been standing right in front of him he just said "Stop bugging me!" He had lashed out and punched me across the face. When he tried to throw his bottle at me, I grabbed it while it was still in the air. I had smashed it to the ground and let the glass shatter around my feet. The man came at me with another punch but I had easily blocked it and threw him on the floor. When he had gotten up, his face was already bloody. He was drunk and smiling. "Hit me again!" The man yelled while his words slurred. "If you insist" I had said. I remember grabbing him by his shirt and throwing him against a car windshield. His nose had broken and a few of his teeth had fallen out from the impact with the car. He had still been slightly conscious so I flipped him around so his back was on the car. I had grabbed his neck and face. I remember his terrified scream as my hands burned across his skin and I remember his cry for mercy as I consumed his soul. I left him lifeless and threw him back against the car. I recall the smell of iron on my hands when I grabbed a handkerchief from my pocket and wiped the blood off of my hands and shirt. As the memory faded, I was drawn back to the present. Becca was staring at me with questioning eyes. "Did you hear what I just said?" I nodded but she didn't seem convinced. "What is going on Silas?" She started to cry and tears were streaming down her cheeks. I stood up and walked to the end of the bed and sat down next to her. I brushed my fingers across her cheeks to wipe the tears off. "I just need to know what's going on Silas." She choked on her words and started to cry again. I leaned her head onto my shoulder and let her cry. Running my fingers through her hair I said "Shhh it's okay babe, I'm going to help you." She lifted her head from my shoulders and wiped her eyes. I put my hand around her head, just below her ear and wiped the remanding tears away with my thumb. She took in a few ragged breaths and managed to say "Thanks" I thought about how similar the story she told me was to the night I fought the drunken man. It wasn't just similar... it was exactly the same. I jumped up to my feet. "Jesus Christ." "What?" Becca asked worriedly. "It's rare but... I have a theory." She nodded for me to go on. "You might be linked to my memories, they're called Echoes. Not entirely like ghost echoes, they're memories and are connected to a person, not a place. They're harmless." "What are you saying?!" She yelled, frightened. "Like I said, it is rare, but it's a possibility. It usually only happens when a Faded Shadow had some sort of connection with somebody from generations before, and later there's an Echo Receiver. The connection can be from time spent together to... Other stuff." "You knew one of my ancestors?" She asked, astonished. "I don't think so, I guess you're just an exception." I told her. Then, my memory flashed to an image of Isabelle... Thomas. Oh hell. I kept the thought to myself, it wasn't important. Maybe I could tell Becca, some other time. After all this madness was over. "The most vivid memories of a Faded Shadow are our memories of our... prey." No matter how I said it, I'd sound like a murderer. There was no proper way to say it. She sat there staring at me. "That man... he was so... disorientated." I said nothing. She sprang from her bed. "You're the one who is killing all these people! You're the one who's responsible for all the unsolved deaths!" She started shaking her head. "I'm in love with a monster, a killer." She mumbled. The words stung, they corrupted my heart. She thinks I'm a monster. She had to understand that is was my nature to do what she called killing. It was the same way humans killed animals for nutrition; just different. Honestly, humans were no better then Faded Shadows are when it comes to "killing". She says I'm a killer, and she hates me. I pressed my palms to my face then lifted my head up so my eyes met hers. Her chocolate brown eyes were wet and swollen. "Becca, I'm sorry that it has to be like this but it's just part of my nature. No matter how much I am hurting or if you give up on me, I will never give up on you." I said to her. I reached my hand to her face to wipe the tears away put she looked away from me and pushed my hand away. Dropping my hand back to my side I lowered my gaze to my feet. "I know you mean well but I just don't know if I can handle all of this Silas. We've only known each other for awhile but there is no denying the love I feel for you." Her eyes started to water again. "But you killed that man Silas... you killed so many innocent lives." I short lived anger boiled up inside of me. "It's what I have to do to survive! You know what I am; I told you all of it. If I don't feed, I die!" She shook her head and started to cry even more and I wanted to comfort her so badly, but I knew she needed space. "Couldn't you live off of blood? You had told me a bit about how you... drink blood as well. At least that way, you don't need to kill anyone." Pressing my fingers to my temples I said, "You know that even if I did only drink blood, I would slowly die anyways." The night at the party, I had told her almost everything about me and Faded Shadows. I had left out a few unimportant details but the blood drinking wasn't one of them. I hadn't said a word and I looked at her face, noticing how all the blood had drained from it. She was remembering something horrible, I braced myself for whatever she was about to say. "Did you kill the people in the hotel?" She said, as calmly as she could manage, but her voice shook. I stared at her, confused, but slowly began to process what she meant. How did she even know about the massacre? "Yes but let me explain-" She screamed, as loud as she dared, not wanting to disturb her family. "You slaughtered over a hundred people, why..!""Let me explain!" I pleaded. "How could you possible explain that, someone possessed you? Can you be possessed? What the hell, you murdered, you-" She was only thinking the worse, I couldn't blame her. So many died that day. So, I cut her off mid-sentence before she could say any more. "I was drugged." I spat out quickly. She just stared in confusion, so I continued. "Somebody drugged me, I later found out who but that wasn't until-" "You were finished killing." She finished off for me, terrified. "Listen, please. It isn't the normal kind that just effects your thinking. It makes you an entirely different person. It brings out the worse in you, the hunger in you, and amplifies it by one thousand times. It's uncontrollable. But even when it was happening, I tried to stop, the real me tried to stop but the blood was just rushing through me and stayed in my system until it was all over." I breathed out. "The blood..?" Becca whispered. "It's how I was drugged. I never quite understood it but somebody must of found a way to get me to consume poisonous blood; and it entered into my bloodstream." "That doesn't justify you're actions." She said, on the brink of tears. I took in a deep breath and spoke again. "Becca, I know what I did, what I do will ever be good. It will never be acceptable. But believe me when I say that I would never hurt you but I need to consume the souls in order to live and protect you." "The only thing I need protecting of is from you!" Her words cut through me like a knife. "I... I didn't mean it..." She said choking on her words. I felt as if the entire world had just crashed on me. The hatred in her words felt like poison was running through my veins, killing me slowly. "I risked the rules of our kind to be with you. Faded Shadows are sworn enemies to people like you. But I didn't care, even with you and your gift; it didn't stop me from falling head over heels for you." I stood up and walked towards the window. "I love you Becca and I don't care if you deny yourself from me, I will never leave your side. I haven't regretted my choice and I'm not going to frown upon it now. It's a decision I made, and I will stand by it." "What gift?" She asked with an edge to her voice. "Never mind" I was not up for speaking in depth about her gift. As I walked, I could hear her violent sobs coming from behind me and it took all the power I could muster to stop me from running back and throwing her in my arms. I knew she needed time to think, and so did I. The moment I chose to be with her, I knew that something like this was bound to happen and I would gladly pay for it if it meant that I could at least keep her safe. I lifted up the window and jumped.