Whispers in the dark

Chapter four

Chapter Four

"What?!" I screamed. Now this was pushing it. I got up hastily, ignoring the stabbing pain that seared within my chest. Stumbling towards the door I grabbed a jacket off my chair.

"Ava wait-," Mom pleaded grabbing my arm.

"No!" I exclaimed yanking it out of her grasp. I fought back the tears brimming inside me, threatening to fall.

"I can't believe you," I whispered, turning my back just as a few stray tears leaked out of the corners of my eyes.

I sprinted out of the room and down the stairs passing the man from before on the way. It didn't really matter, all that mattered to me at that moment was getting the hell out of that house. I couldn't believe that the one person I trusted the most, the one person who I told everything to, was keeping things from me.

Passing the hall clock I saw that it was 6:30am, I didn't care I just had to get away from there. I ran out the front door and down the pavement, looking down to hide the tears that were streaming down my face, when suddenly I slammed full force into some unknown object.

I closed my eyes, anticipating the pain of falling onto the unforgiving pavement, yet the pain didn't come. Instead a pair of strong arms grabbed me and pulled me up into their awaiting chest.

I slowly opened my eyes, letting them travel up the solid body of the mystery person I had smashed into, before reaching the stormy blue eyes of the one and only Marcus Dellmaine. I stood still for a few moments trapped in the cavernous ocean of his eyes. I averted my gaze hoping he hadn't noticed the delicate tears that decorated my cheeks.

"Sorry," I stuttered pulling free of his grasp and tearing my eyes away from his worried expression. Furiously wiping at my tear stained face, I stumbled blindly around the corner and away from Marcus. My feet guided me to the one place I knew all too well.

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A forest lies just a few hundred meters behind our street. On many occasions I go there to collect my scattered thoughts. As I reached the edge of the forest I slowed down to a walk and stared at the trees that loomed amongst the mist above me. I stepped inside and was greeted by the familiar smell of lush pine trees and damp earth.

Treading over pine needles and dead leaves, I guided myself to the place I constantly visited in times like this. I stopped in the middle of the clearing and lay down on the soft, dark green grass.

Sighing, I stared up at the clear pastel sky that stretched out above me. My mind was in shambles, desperately trying to comprehend the information I had been subjected too. I allowed my eyes to flutter close and tried to calm myself down. I just couldn't believe it. A werewolf. Me! But a more confusing matter was what Marcus was doing wandering the streets at this time? Suddenly a quiet, silky voice snapped me out of my thoughts.

"I wonder what that was all about...she'll never look at me the same way again.... I knew this was going to happen..."

I sat up quickly scanning my surroundings. Then let out a breath I didn't know I had been holding. It's just the voice inside my head, I reassured myself. I had to ask mum what that was. Probably just some werewolf thing.

I lay down again spreading myself out on the plush grass placing my hands behind my head. A rustle in the undergrowth alerted me of an imposing presence. Scrambling up, I frantically scouring the area, attempting to find the source of the noise. I knew that that wasn't just the voice in my head. I located the direction that the noise had come from and turned around slowly, expecting the worst. My heart skipped a beat when I met the glowing amber eyes of a huge grey wolf that lay amidst the vegetation. Backing away slowly, I held the wolf's hypnotic gaze for a few agonising seconds before turning around and sprinting back into the awaiting forest.