The Hunter Chronicles - The Beginning

Chapter 22

I am woken by the most amazing smell.

"Happy birthday, beautiful." Jared smiles and carries a tray.

"Thank you." I reply as he places the tray on my lap and sits down at the end of the bed, "Dig in."

"You know if you keep feeding me such delicious food I'm going to turn into a bus." I joke.

Jared smiles at me. I try everything on my plate from the bacon to the sausage to the eggs and the toast and then the coffee. I see how glad he is.

"So, how about we go for a walk after breakfast?" He asks standing up to open the curtains more.

"Sure." I reply and continue to eat.

After finishing a delicious breakfast I take a quick shower and put on some jeans and a pink top, I slide on my sneakers and we go outside, he takes my hand and I feel free from worry.

We walk into town, it feels strange to be here, we go into every little shop and he doesn't seem to mind me spending the time in each shop, there is so much to see, my eyes move from one thing to the next. At a small cafe we have a delicious lunch. I've never felt more normal.

By the time we get back to the house we are carrying bags filled with stuff we didn't really need. I bought some new clothes and much to my delight Jared also got a few things for himself. We drop the bags in the living room and flop down on the couch, my feet hurt and lay my head on his shoulder, "Thank you."

He kisses my head, the late afternoon sun comes in from one of the windows. "Want to watch a movie?"

"Sure." I'm not able to recall the last time I've seen a movie. I go into the kitchen and make some popcorn while he chooses a movie. This day has been perfect.

Halfway through the movie I feel a shiver run down my spine followed by a truly bad feeling.

"What's wrong?" Jared asks.

"I don't know."

"Is the movie bothering you?"

"It's not the movie."

"Tell me."

"I just have a really bad feeling. Something bad is going to happen." I reply trying very hard to keep myself focused. Jared pauses the movies and turns to face me lifting his eyebrow.

Before I can try to sort out my feelings, objects start flying through the air, the televisions blurs and the lights flicker. I sit up straight scared out of my mind.

Jared looks around and calmly asks, "Are you doing this?"

"I think so." I whimper.

"Then you can stop it."

"I don't know how." I squeak.

He puts both his hands on either side of my face and looks into my eyes, things start to quiet down and when I look at the miss around us. I'm close to tears. Our shopping bags are empty and everything we bought lays scattered around the living room. I start to shake.

"This is definitly new." Jared mutters.

"Oh my god!" I exclaim, putting my hands over my face.

"Hey, how did you do this?" Jared asks pulling my hands away from my face.

"I have no idea."

"What were you thinking about before it happened?"

"That I'm scared of myself. The things I can do aren't normal."

"Listen to me, there are a lot of things in this world that shouldn't be normal but they are."

"I just wish I knew what I can do, everyday it's something new and I don't know how much longer I can take it."

"You can handle it. You are stronger than you think you are."

"At the moment I am not so sure."

"So this is what we are going to do. As soon as we get back to the Ranch we are going to find out exactly what it is that you can do."

"No." I say, shaking my head.

"You need to stop being so scared."

"You make it sound so easy."

"It won't be, after I turned I had to figure out a lot of things for example how to touch someone without breaking every single bone in their body or hear every single word someone says in private or not to blur every time I run or rip someone apart and drink every single drop of blood in them. My point is it will be hard but you've got to trust me."

"I do trust you more than I've ever trusted anyone before."

"Then stop fighting it."

I sit down on the floor cradling my knees and close my eyes, when I open them everything looks the same but different somehow. Jared looks different too, for a split second I think his face change but after taking another look it's gone. My mind is just playing tricks on me.

"You okay?" He asks.

"I feel fine now."

"So get over here."

I shake my head. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I hurt him.

"Let go of your fear."

I start to sob and he comes over to me and kneels beside me and holds me while I cry. I cry until I'm drained, my whole body aches and I keep my guard up in fear of exploding.

"Let's get you to bed."

I look at the clock, the glass on it is cracked and I feel like bursting out in tears again, he takes my hand and pulls me up. He tucks me into bed. I say in one place unable to move but I can hear him cleaning up.