章節 79: Keeping up with the lies
Alexander’s P.O.V.-
Driving down the street I take a left and pull into the library. Quinneth texted me earlier that she was at the library, being a cool boyfriend, I wanted to surprise her. I turn the engine off and look around the parking lot. Her yellow bug is nowhere in this lot, did I miss her?
Maybe I’m not looking deep enough, I step out and search all over the lot, nothing.
“Hey man you looking for something.” I turn around to see a red-headed guy talking to me.
“Yes, uh I don’t know if you can help me though.”
“Try me.” He says taking a puff of his cigarette.
“Ok sure, I looking for my girlfriend, Quinneth.” He runs it over in his head for a few seconds then gives me a response.
“Worthingshire? The one with the big hair.”
“That’s my girl.”
“You just missed her. She left a few minutes ago.” Damn it, if I was a few minutes early, but my mom kept rambling on so I couldn’t get out the house fast enough.
“Did she say where she was going?”
“Uh she mentioned something about getting tissue paper. Three-ply I think.”
“That’s... kind of helpful. Thanks...” I wait for him to tell me his name.
“Abel.”
“Thank you, Abel you have a good day.” I leave him to smoke his cigarette as I head for my car. Before I’m able to get in, he stops me.
“Watch out for her. She’s a good one.” I give him a smile.
"I know."
“Also, tell her good luck on her research project.” Immediately I stop in my tracks.
“What do you mean research project, why was she really here?” I question him. He gets this look on his face, I can’t explain it.
“She came by to pick up a book for her research project.” I would question him more, but I decide against it. She told me that all of this was for fun, not a research project. What is she hiding from me?
“Right... I forgot she tells me so much I can’t remember it all.” Getting in the car I start the engine, now I have to go find her, maybe she’s at her house already doesn’t take that long to get tissue paper.
Location: Quinneth’s House
Walking up the cobble stone walkway I knock on her door. When I knocked on it the door slowly creaked open, is she here? Hesitantly I walk into the house, no one seems to be here.
“Quinneth!” I scream throughout the house, nothing. Maybe she’s upstairs, I can’t tell you how many times I’ve screamed her name and she didn’t hear me. Going up the squeaky stairs I get to her room. Pushing the door open slowly I see that she’s not here yet. I’ll just wait here for her; she can’t be that long.
Walking over to sit of her bed, I see a plethora of papers and books scattered everywhere. Out of all the stuff on it, something catches my eyes. It’s a piece of paper with what looks like notes on it. Leaning in closer I began to read it from top to bottom. The Oak Tree Bloody Hand Four girls in a tomb
Then it goes on to talk about them being burned at the stake and trying to make the connection between them. She also mentions that the vision of the oak tree and bloody hands were things she actually saw. What is all of this? Suddenly, an eerie feeling comes over me.
She’s coming into her power. I was against the thought of Aren and Christina that she may be one because they haven't existed in years. Guess I was wrong. In school we learned about the history of Zastitnik’s. How to know if a Zastitnik is coming into their power, they have visions. I have no idea what number one and two mean, but I do know what the four girls in a tomb is.
Those are the four werewolf witches; they make up the First Power. Quinneth’s not a witch so what do they have to do with her? The First Power has been dead for over 300 years, no one has even mentioned them by name, mostly because their scary. They’ve ransacked towns, killed innocent people.
By her door way I see someone standing in it, looking over I see Quinn with a pack of toilet paper in hand staring at me, most likely confused why I’m here.
“What are you doing here? And why are you reading my stuff?” Oh god.
Quinneth’s P.O.V.-
Readjusting the tissue paper in my arms, I head to the house. I had to go to two different stores for this tissue, grandpa better be lucky I love him. I move the tissue into one arm so I can unlock the door with the other. I push my key into the lock, but the door opens itself. God, I forgot to lock the door, I need to stop being forgetful.
Walking in, I accidently slip on something from the floor. Looking down I see it’s the piece of paper I left my grandpa. Why is it on the floor? There wasn’t a gush of air when the door opened, something suspicious is going on.
Heading up to my room, I see Alexander leaning over my bed looking at my notes. Now that I think about, I thought I saw his car parked on the street, but just assumed it was someone else's, guess I was wrong.
“What are you doing here? And why are you reading my stuff?”
“I was here to surprise you, the door opened up and I thought you were up here.”
“Right, but the other question still stands, why are you reading my stuff?” His face fills up with embarrassment.
“Quinneth what is all of this stuff?” He asks flapping around my notebook. Tossing the tissue paper on the floor, I quickly walk over to my notebook and tuck it under my arm.
“I told you it’s just a fun thing I’m doing.”
“You’re lying to me, and I don’t know why. I stopped by the library to surprise you and that Abel guy told me you were doing all this work for a research project, but you were telling me it was for fun.” Alright, he got me but that doesn’t lower the fact that he was spying through my stuff, can I even trust him?
“I don’t have to explain anything to you.” I huff at him.
“Yes the hell you do. You questioned me when I was gone for like two weeks!” His voice raises.
“Something you never actually told me.”
“You said you didn’t want to know.”
“Note to self-Alexander a girl forgives, but never forgets.” He lets out a groan while walking over to my door. “Where the hell do you think you're going?”
“I’m just walking over to the door that’s all.”
“No, you were going to leave, moving from in front of me to the door was totally unnecessary.”
“Quinneth I just wanted to move.” He lets out a deep sigh. “What are these visions you wrote down about?” He asked curiously. This is why I didn’t want him to know, I can't tell them what they are because I don’t even know the answer to it.
“I... can’t tell you.” He lets out a frustrated groan.
“Why not Quinn. This obviously means something to you, for the last week you’ve been reading all these books. We're dating now Quinn; we have to be honest with each other.”
“Look Alexander I want to tell you I really do... but I can’t.” Before he can respond his phone buzzes.
I study his face as he looks at it, it shifts from angry to concerned. “Look we can continue this later, but I have to handle something.” He kisses my cheek as he leaves me standing in the middle of my room.
I don’t like arguing with him, it gives me a bad feeling in my chest. I push all my papers and books on the floor and plop down on the bed.
“What the hell.” I mumble to myself. I fell a lump under me, pulling it out I see that it’s my package I got from Ida’s house.
Last night I fell asleep quickly so I never opened it. I have all the time in the world now, might as well open it.
Tearing it apart, a necklace comes out the package. It’s actually quite beautiful, a black lotus flower interesting. No name was left on the package so I don’t know who to thank.
Walking over to my mirror, I put the necklace on. It’s quite beautiful really. Touching the flower, it sends shock throughout my body. A sense of danger and fear surrounds me, snatching off the necklace I throw it on my bed.
What was that?
Alexander’s P.O.V.-
I can’t believe she wouldn't tell me about the visions, why couldn’t she trust me?
Those three points she had on her paper really has me thinking, how is she linked to the First Power?
I wanted to further the conversation with her, but Christian sent me an SOS, him and Aren only send me that when it something fairly important.
Wonder what it could be?
As soon as I open the door to the pack house Aren and Christian are standing by the door, worry fills their faces.
“What’s going on? You sent me an SOS Christian.” They both look towards each other, trying to figure out who was going to tell me the news first.
“Guys it can’t be that scary.”
“Follow us.” Aren says. We all three walks into the main room of the house, on the couch I see a man with pepper grey hair and a black trench coat on. On the back of his neck, I see a mark, not just any mark but the mark of Khan.
The mystery man gets up, my face fills with confusion and curiosity. Two words manage to leave my lips.
“Vet Khan?”
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