Kissed by Chaos

Kissed by Chaos (7) - Monster

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Kissed by Chaos

Chapter 7 - Monster

I had lost count of the number of times that my friends had come running to me, their blotchy eyes streaming with tears and their hearts held shattered like glass in their hands. On the whole, they had been absolutely pitiful, but I had thought them foolish for being so shaken up over a simple thing like love. Now, I realized that I was the foolish one, and I had been too quick to judge them.

Aaron stood before me, no longer a man that I recognized. That easy grin had been replaced by lips set in a hard, grim line. The mischievous spark in his eyes had been lost to black hatred gleaming straight at me. He suddenly seemed so much taller, so much stronger and I wished more than anything that I could just forget everything and fall into his arms. I knew, however, that if I were to do so, he would push me back, revolted at the thought of me even touching him.

My heart ached as the whole world stood and laughed at its vulnerability and foolishness. I wanted to rip my hair out, to fall to the ground and wail and scream until I could no longer make any noise. How could he possibly look at me with such hatred? Had I ever hurt him or given him reason to look at me like I was a vile creature? How had this ignorance suddenly poisoned him? I had trusted him...

Pull yourself together, I told myself. Now was not the time to be having a mental breakdown. I turned around to see Elisabeth standing behind me, her lips parted as if she were about to say something. Her eyes were wide circles of surprise.

"Claire..." she breathed. I knew then that she was the reason that I had to pull myself together and be strong, just for the moment. I needed to get her out of here, needed to get her to safety. If because of my weakness she were to... no, I would not even think about it. I would save her, save us.

It seemed that time had come to an abrupt standstill. The wretched Nicholas stood cowering behind Aaron's tall frame, an evil mirth visible in his eyes. The two soldiers seemed frozen, as if waiting for another command from Aaron. I leaned heavily on the door, trying to somehow draw some strength from the deepest corners of my broken heart.

My father broke the moment, his uncontrollable anger getting the best of him.

"How dare you... you traitor! Get out of my house!" he roared furiously at Aaron, pushing past me and lunging at him. A look of horror passed over Aaron's face, just for a second, and then the unmistakable glint of his sword reached my eyes before I could react.

"No...." but it was too late. My father shuddered noiselessly as the sword passed through him, plunging straight into his stomach. He looked up at Aaron with a look of heavily disappointed awe and fell to the ground, clutching his crimson stained shirt.

See what he has done? See what they have commanded? A voice sounded in my head. It was the female voice that I had heard in my head back at the town square, and right now I could not care who it was. I knew that she would turn my thoughts into a swirling, raging mess and that was exactly what I needed. Whatever it was, I neededd to gain strength from that anger.

Aaron moved to clench my wrists in his hands but before he could pass the barrier of our doorway, he jumped back with a startled yelp.

Very good... the voice remarked. I let a grim smile cross my face as I felt the power surging through me, blocking off the doorway with remarkable power I never knew I possessed.