The Veil

Chapter Sixty-Seven

When we got back upstairs I was shivering, the cold had set in. 

Nobody was waiting up there, Tom must have already told them it was just a bad dream. 

I glanced at his clock when we got back into his room, it was only one, I must have had the dream as soon as I'd gone to sleep. 

I didn't want to fall back asleep, I didn't want to close my eyes. 

Just like before. 

Tom already knew what I was thinking, as he slid in the bed next to me, he reached over and turned the fairy lights on, casting a soothing glow around the room. 

"How are you just so ok with it?" I whisper to him. 

"Ok with what?" He questions, a frown on his beautiful face.

"The fact that I just saw shit from you past, that someone or something, has just made me see that?" I didn't want to look at him, embarrassed, but his intense eyes made it so I wasn't able to look away. 

"Maybe because I've read your mom's journal, I know that, for you, it's normal. From everything I've found out, everything I know, it's just a part of who you are." He shrugged like it was no big deal. 

I didn't know how to answer him. 

To me it still wasn't part of me, it wasn't who I was brought up to be and I knew nothing of what I was supposed to be. It was weird that he did know things about me that I didn't.

"Are you ever going to read it?" He adds when I didn't reply, genuine curiosity in his eyes. 

I shook my head no, "I'm not going to read it Tom. I don't want this, I just want to be normal." He held back tears, it was so hard to even talk about. 

"Will you do me one favour?" He asked, running his fingers gently over my arm. I couldn't agree, what if he wanted me to read the journal anyway, I couldn't do it. "Will you go and talk to Miss Krakauer after thanksgiving?" 

I frown at him, "What has Judy got to do with this?" I question. 

"I don't know if she has anything to do with it, I just, I've always got this vibe from her, she knows things, things she shouldn't be able to know. I swear she knows about my mom." He shook his head, eyes far away like he was remembering something she'd said to him before. 

I thought about it, about what she'd said to me when I'd first arrived, about the first thing she'd said to me. 

"You have to be careful Lily, you're still in danger, even if you don't know it. Their loss isn't enough to stop him." 

I stopped breathing, she'd been right, she'd been so right. Malik, my parents death wasn't enough to stop him. 

She knew. 

"Lily, breathe." Tom used the hand he was slowly stroking my arm with to shake me. 

I quickly took at breath in, "She knew Tom, she knew about Malik." I looked at him, my eyes wide with horror. 

"We'll go talk to her, okay?" He looked at me so gently, so lovingly. 

I nod in agreement, I needed to talk to her. 

She knew.

I didn't sleep, I was too scared to close my eyes. 

Tom tried to stay awake with me, but his heavy eyes won at three thirty, leaving me feeling alone and afraid. 

I hated it, I thought if I just ignored it, everything would go away, I could go on pretending my parents death was unsolved and I was a normal woman.