𝙭𝙡𝙞𝙫. 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧 | ✓

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IT'S BEEN A HARD WEEK, if I'm not training than I'm practicing magic and when I'm not doing that, I'm paying attention to school. Dawson has grown irritable with me. "We never get a moment anymore. Everyone wants you know." He huffs, I find it endearing that he wants to spend this time with me but it's crucial I train or the next time I'll end up dead.

"I have to do this. Last time I could've died." I tell him, I wish he could understand how important it is to me to prosper here. "Dawson, what's wrong?" He looks at me, he hasn't touched his food.

"I don't want to share you." Silence falls between us, I push the food around on my plate. "Everybody fucking wants you now. The Queen, The Towers, everyone in The Towers, even the fucking guards." I haven't left The Castle since I've been here. It's been weeks, Dawson is allowed to roam freely. I don't know what he's speaking of that The Towers and everyone in it wants me but I could care less.

"You don't have to share me. Dawson, I want you it's just I'd like to train and do things with myself. I can't just lay in bed all day with you." I tread lightly. "I'm yours." He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"You don't seem to really give a shit anymore." His voice sounds bitter.

"I do, just because I'm busy trying to prepare for a war doesn't mean I don't care." My chest begins to hurt, why is he acting like this? Tears brim my eyes and I stare at my thighs.

"I just-"

"You just, what?" I snap. He's taken back. "You want to leave? You want to leave me because I'm not up your ass twenty-four-seven? I'm sorry, I didn't choose this shit." I stand and push the chair back. "You can leave. If you're just so miserable. I'm not holding you back or begging you to stay with me."

"Scarlet, I didn't-"

I slam the door behind me and hurry down the large hall, I look out onto The Towers. I wish I could go there. I didn't choose this fucking life and he's not about to make me feel bad for preparing for a war. He knows it's coming, he knows what Zeke wants to do with me yet he wants me with him all the fucking time. It was almost like he had a possessive problem, I didn't even want to think about the way he acted when he met my trainer.

Once I get to my room I sit on my bed. The bedroom door opens and Dawson storms in, slamming the door. "What the fuck was that?" He yells, I guess we're doing this today and right now. "All I wanted to do was fucking speak to you." He narrows his eyes at me.

"No, you want to passively get me to fucking quit training and magic practice so you can have me all goddamn day." I raise my voice. "I didn't plan to be hunted by fucking Satan and his army and I sure in the fuck didn't plan you, what should I do? What do you want from me?" I cry, fighting with him is always the one thing that tears me down quicker than anything. I honestly believe us fighting hurt more than hell ever could.

"You. I want it to be like how it once was." He says quietly.

"It'll never be the same. How it once was? So what? You mind-fucking me every change you get and feeling guilty for it?" Hurt flashes in his eyes and I rub my temples. "You're suppose to fight for people you love when times get tough, you're not suppose to break just because they get busy. It's not like I'm choosing to be fucking hunted." I bitterly tell him, he looks at the floor and I roll my eyes.

"Does fighting include fucking?" The moment he says it, I lose the air in my lungs. "You had no problem fucking Zeke and Sterling-"

"Sterling," I laugh. "You fucking double teamed me, you have no goddamn right." I can't fucking believe he'd switch that one on me. "You literally tagged team me and had no problem with it whatsoever. How can you throw that up in my face?" The memories of that night floods back, I try to keep my blush to a minimum. It was one of the best nights of my life but that's not the point.

"No, I'm talking about when he fucked you in the woods." He narrows his eyes and raises his voice, I feel my heart fall into my stomach. "He fucked you so good, you remembered everything!" He launches a vase across the room, it hits the wall and shatters. The glass landing on the floor.

"So, does fighting really mean fighting?" I've never seen this side of him but I'm not about to let him see me fall apart either.

"I want you to pack your things and go. There's no reason to continue this. If I'm so bad that you truly feel these terrible things of me than there's no reason to stay here." I climb off the bed and lock myself in the bathroom.

There's a moment of silence before I began to cry, angry at myself for not knowing to believe him or not.

Me: did you shift into Dawson and fuck me

Sterling: yes

I remember him on top of me, I can't even remember anything but seeing Dawson above me. I touch the large scar that's across my stomach. How was he there with me and then with Zeke? Of course, it was Sterling. Now that I'm not pumped full of venom and infection I can see that now. I still feel guilty for it. Whatever, it doesn't matter anymore.

Sterling: Scarlet, you was in such bad shape and it healed you enough and made you remember. Why?

I turn off my phone and gently rest my face against the door.

DAWSON

I hate her. No you don't. The fucked thing is, the moment she told me to leave, I knew I fucked up. I knew I overreacted, it's just I was being a dick. I'm deep in the woods, the wind blowing against my wings. It fucking sucks because I never felt anything like this, I've felt some pretty fucked up things. I hear something behind me, I turn and see Sterling glaring at me.

"Katie says you left Scarlet and now she's locked herself in her room again, you fucking cunt." The words come from somebody, I know it couldn't have came from the scrawny fuck standing behind me because I know damn well he knows who the fuck he's talking to. "If you want to be mad at somebody, be mad at me. She was sick and I shifted into you and I did fuck her so hard she remembered." My fangs quietly slip from my gums, I set the bottle on the rock next to me.

"She believed with every ounce of her goddamn sick ass mind that it was you." I sit up, keeping my back from him. "Grow the fuck up, you're still trying to find excuses to run from her."

"Don't fucking blame her for something I initiated. I knew what I was doing." I don't think I've ever tackled someone so hard, I sling my fist into his jaw and grip his throat.

I feel a tap on my shoulder. "Hi," Katie waves. What the fuck is she doing here? "Just came to show you this." Her eyes turn solid black and she lunges at me.

I'm in the woods, I step onto the trail and turn to see Sterling carrying Scarlet. He rests her against the tree, she falls and I can hear her say my name. She's crying and he presses his bleeding wrist to her mouth, looking at the gash on her stomach.

I'm seeing this in flashes but everything is soaking into my fucking brain.

It's so badly infected that infection has covered the whole entire wound, the yellow puss running down her stomach. She looks awful, her skin has paled a lot and she looks like she's on the verge of death. "I want him, now." She demands, crying into his chest.

My heart breaks, I watch as he stands. I had never known that he could shift into people, I watch as he takes my identity his bones shifting to make him taller and larger. He looks identical to me and everything, even sounds like me and when she looks up at him, she's confused. She calms and reaches her arms out like a crying child, sniffling and he picks her up and lays her beneath him.

"I love you, Scarlet." It's my voice and everything and she cries. It's actually fucking creepy how much I believe it's me above her too, she really fucking thought it was me. Suddenly the ground begins to shake and everything blurs.

My eyes open, I'm slightly afraid of Katie now. She smiles sweetly and presses her hand to my forehead. "Oh good, you've seen the truth." I raise up, my head spinning for a second. "Do you see what happened?" She asks me, tilting her head. I pinch the bridge of my nose and nod. "So, you'll stop being a little punk ass bitch?" Why does everything this girl say sound so sweet, like a compliment?

"Uh, look. I don't know what you're trying to do here." I raise and turn my back to her. "We already broke up. We had more problems than one." I grab the glass of blood and she huffs.

"No shit, you can't be mad at her for being busy. She's going to be in the center of one of the biggest wars known to mankind." She softly tells me. "So yes, that means a lot of training and magic. I know it can be very exhausting." She sits up next to me, kicking her legs, I study the guarder tattoo on her thigh. It must be cool being a fairy hybrid.

"Think of it like this, don't you want her to be prepared? We both know what those men want to do to her." Her words find their way under my skin.

"I do, I fucked up." I shake my head. "Maybe I'm a distraction, maybe she needs this so she can get ready." I shrug, laying on the bed. Katie plops down on her stomach and kicks her feet back and forth.

"True love is a crazy thing." She hums, studying my face. "I think you should go get her and take her on a date." She bites her lower lip, I can't help but to smile. "Come on, all we need to do is to get her alone and you can-" Her face pales, she scrambles to sit up and she slaps her hand over her mouth.

Panic fills me as I grab her. "What's wrong? Is she okay-"

"No. No, she's not. He's-" Suddenly a siren fills the air. "Dawson, no-" She tries to hold me back, I push the windows open and my heart nearly stops when I see the civilians running towards the woods and soldiers running towards the castle.

The door explodes open and Sterling trips. "Fucking don't go." He yells at me. "They're invading the castle, Dawson we have to go now and fight." I feel tears running down my face as I see smoke erupting from the castle.

SCARLET

Immediate fear fills me as I hear screams from outside the training room. "Are you ready, my little flower?" Vladmir's deep Russian accent fills the room. I nod at him, holding a sword in one hand and fidgeting with my necklaces. "It is a good day to die in war." Before I process his words, the doors explode open and in comes Zeke.

"There's my girl." He smiles, I feel a shiver run down my spine. "Who is this?" He turns to Vlad but before I even allow him to step towards him, I step in front of the large Russian.

"Come find out." Vlad is eyeing him, I love that man so much. He seems to not give a single shit about anything, he has no fear.

"If you come with me, I'll pull my men from your people and we leave together. This is the last fucking time I'm giving you that option, Scarlet." His tone is promising, what was I thinking? "Where's the angel?" He asks, looking around the room.

I bite the inside of my cheek. "Not here." Tears fill my eyes and he pats me on my face. "Shh. Walk with me, I don't want to hurt you. I have to do this for us both." I drop the sword, feeling fucking helpless. "You need to see this." His men make a path, "Leave the Russian alone." He instructs. I sigh in relief and follow him.

His touch making my skin crawl. A sob erupts from me when I see the state of the castle, there's blood on the walls and we turn the corner to find The Queen sitting in a chair. "We will kill her infront of her people and then kill them if you don't come with us." He pushes me along, my eyes never leaving The Queen's, she shakes her head at me and I bite my lip.

He shoved me outside, I hit the ground and when I lift my gaze. All of his men stops what they're doing, I notice they're ready to kill the people of The Towers at any moment. Their swords pressed to the civilians throats, the women begging to be let go and the men trying to protect them. I feel my throat closing, "Okay." I grit. "Pull your men off of them. How many have you killed?" I nauseously study the blood that mixes with the dirt.

"Enough." He pulls me to my feet. "Hello," The civilians began to gather around us. I've never seen so many people in absolute fear. "Yes. Gather around. Get close." Zeke encourages, placing a hand on my lower back.

Do not be afraid. Do not be weak. We will hunt you and find you and we will kill them. You are strong.

Vladmir's strong accent fills my ears, I smile bitterly because I'm not strong. I'm just giving up but I'm sick of people being hurt over me.

"I want you to make sure to tell the angel hybrid something." He tells the crowd, smirking. "She's mine now." Suddenly, I feel myself falling, a scream erupts as I fall through solid darkness.

I'm going to hell.

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