I somehow managed to sleep well into Friday and I was grateful for the few extra hours.
Alec and Kade's words swam in my head like hungry sharks.They said I belonged to them, and for whatever reason the feeling was mutual. No matter how hard I resisted, some part of me felt they were mine. That the twins belonged to me.I kept to my room most of Friday, only dare venturing out when I knew Melissa was at work. Frank was the biggest risk. Shit would go downhill instantly if he was awake.It must've been my lucky day. As I tiptoed downstairs, Frank was snoring away in his recliner. I managed to grab another box of leftovers from the restaurant and creep back up to my bedroom. I couldn't wait until I managed to get out of this hell-hole. Sneaking around my own house was miserable. Constantly tiptoeing around, hoping I didn't step on a land-mine.My Friday was spent in complete solitude, and I was thoroughly enjoying it. Either Fran"I got you." A familiar voice murmured, lifting me from the ground.I felt weightless in Carson's arms. My mind was swimming numbly, struggling to form any kind of coherent thoughts. All I knew was something was desperately wrong with me. My limbs refused to respond, and if they did it was incredibly delayed.Carson carried me somewhere. Sights and sounds I had experienced multiple times were now completely foreign.I was thrown on something soft. My mind couldn't comprehend what it was. My fingers twisted in the soft material slowly, winding and unwinding."She didn't even notice." Carson's voice rang out, but I couldn't understand what he was saying. I could hear the words clearly, but I couldn't understand the meanings.In the midst of the absolute cloudiness of my brain, something else was happening inside of me. At first it felt like little pinpricks. Like something hitting against a brick wall. The feeling was like an itch
I felt hands wrap around the tops of my arms, and a strangled scream left my throat.Fear was a powerful thing. I had never experienced it in it's fullest. Fear cripples the mind and clouds the senses. Fear brings out our most animalistic tendencies, forcing everything that makes us human from our minds in an attempt to escape, to survive.I didn't look into the eyes of the person that grabbed me, nor did I want to. A strangled scream tore through my throat as my hands lifted to defend myself. The strength I once had was waning, but I used what was left to its fullest. I kicked, punched, and clawed the person touching me.I only bothered to look up when the person's hands left my body and my bottom hit the sidewalk.Kade and Alec looked absolutely fucking horrified. Like I was a caged animal who had escaped and was now on a murderous rampage.I watched the emotion's shift in their eyes when they took in the state of my face. I h
I finally woke up around one in the afternoon.My sleep had been the most pleasant part of this entire weekend. The twin's had vanished from my mind and dreams. I forced any and all thoughts of them from my head. I was left with a dull and sometimes excruciatingly sharp pain in my chest. It honestly felt like a chunk of my soul was missing, but it doesn't help to dwell on what could've been.My plan to leave was officially set into motion. I would leave Friday night. That gave me an entire week to work, and pick up my check Friday morning. I had a little over twenty five grand in my bank account. While it wouldn't sustain me forever, it would be plenty until I found myself a job.I had everything planned out. Friday night I would catch a bus to Atlanta, Georgia. From there I'd get the soonest plane ticket. My destination didn't matter. I wanted to be far away from Georgia, somewhere no one would look. Once the plane landed, I'd find myself a job and
I somehow managed to get through an entire shift without once running into the twins.I finally emerged from the bathroom after pulling myself together and was pleased to find the twins had already left. My pitiful joy was short lived when Cameron handed me a note."They wanted me to give this to you." Cameron frowned, "They didn't hurt you did they?""No." I shook my head. That was all the answers I was willing to give."Good." Cameron nodded, "Just making sure. Men who hit women are scum.""Agreed." I nodded."Here." Cameron grunted, "Take my phone number in case you need anything."After getting over the initial shock of Cameron being nice to me, I looked down at the note in my hands. I waited until Cameron walked away to read the messy scrawl on the paper.'Quit avoiding us, Aurora. We need to talk. Alec & Kade'Of course the simple note had my heart thundering in my chest. Not a chance in hell would I risk
Snapping branches tore me from my thoughts and my heart nearly stopped as two wolves walked into the clearing. I had never seen wolves in person before, only in pictures and movies. I was sure wolves weren't naturally this big. The two were nearly identical, both the color of midnight. Their fur was shiny and glistening. I had expected wolves to look much dirtier, living in the woods and all. While I wasn't sure the geographical placement of wolves, I was also fairly sure wolves did not live in Georgia. What troubled me even more was that I wasn't afraid. It was though my mind and body had simply accepted my death as inevitable.My mind played through the scenario. Aurora eaten by wolves. Grace would probably dance with joy while Tori and the twins wondered what happened to me. Would Melissa even notice when I failed to come home? Did wolves leave any scraps?I was so lost in my thoughts I hadn't noticed the two wolves were sitting only twenty feet away, simply staring
"Your father is here." Melissa rushed the words from her mouth and my heart nearly stopped.What she was saying made no sense in my mind. My father- I didn't have a father. I had Frank and a sperm donor. A Father was a foreign concept only lucky kids were able to fully experience. I was not one of those lucky kids."Father?" I found myself repeating the word, confusion soaking each letter."Your father." Melissa spat, anger forming in her crystal eyes. "The social worker managed to track him down.""The social worker." I nodded, not fully processing the conversation.I still couldn't get passed the word 'father'. It simply wasn't possible, wasn't fathomable."Get down here." Melissa snapped, "He wants to speak with you."Was that jealousy in her tone? Why would Melissa be jealous?I trudged downstairs, completely ignoring the fact that I was still in my pajama's. My busted and swollen face hadn't even registered in
I was torn between my miraculously appearing sperm-donor and the twins stationed at the front door. Each looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to make the first move."This is too much." I snapped under my breath, feeling much too exhausted for just waking up.There was no way I planned on letting the twins inside, or entertaining my sperm donor for any longer. I'd simply retreat back into my bedroom and pretend this entire day never happened. Garrett and the twins would hopefully be long gone.'Let them in.' The voice in my head rang out clear as day. The voice was so close, I looked around the room wondering if someone else had came into the house.'I know you can here me.' The voice called out again, sounding exasperated."I'm going crazy." I mumbled under my breath, turning my back on Garrett and the twins as I bounded up the stairs.It was all too easy to listen in on their conversation. The house was old and the walls th
An hour was much too long to get ready.I brushed my hair, and changed my clothes in ten minutes. That left me fifty minutes to contemplate what the hell was going on. Fifty minutes to realize how horribly my fractured life had been upended.Once hour passed, and Garrett knocked on my door. He didn't wait for me to answer, he simply poked his head inside until his eyes locked on my own."Ready to go?" Garrett asked, his eyes shining brightly.I nodded, grumbling something unintelligible and stood to my feet. While my face was somehow miraculously healed, my ankle was anything but. Occasionally dull pain would twitch up my ankle, making me wince.Garrett and I walked downstairs, to where Melissa and Frank were sitting on the sofa. Frank was drunk, as usual. Melissa was desperately trying to keep her gaze off of Garrett. Her eyes kept flickering from the TV to his towering form. I resisted the urge to scoff, she's more interested in