JAMES' POV
Unbelievable. I can't believe I'm still doing this. I know I shouldn't feel this way, but I can't stop it. I don't know what to do. This is all my fault.
"James!" I stopped walking and turned, hands in my pockets. I forced a smile when I spotted Camille running up to me, her knee-length dress swaying in the breeze.
"What's up, Cam?" I asked, head tilted. Please don't be about him. Please, please.
The curly-haired brunette frowned. "Where's Kendall? Weren't you two from the same class?"
I chuckled nervously, threading my fingers through my sweaty hair. "U-Uh, yeah! I- uh- I have to- uh- run!" I stammered, looking around before I waved and dashed off, mentally slapping myself.
Yeah, that definitely wouldn't perk Camille's curiosity.
I silently thanked my super speed as I slowed down to a halt, barely out of breath. Glancing over my shoulder, I sighed in relief when no one was running after me, seeing as how I was only a few metres away from the huge front gate.
Then again, who the hell can match my speed?
I walked forward with my sweaty hands shoved in my pockets. My head was in the clouds, fogged by thoughts of a certain attractive blonde.
It's been a month but I can't help but avoid him. His powers weren't just too strong, they're the complete opposite to my flame. It was risky to be with him, unless he learns how to control them & stops trying to cook me alive when we touch.
I need to find a way to help him. I can't let Kendall live the way I do; in constant fear of being overruled by his own special abilities. There has got to be a way to turn him back to normal.
There must.
Because I can't afford to try writing another love letter. The last one turned to ruins. Well, that's obviously not my forte.
As I continued my journey home, a strong weird scent wafted up my nose. I could feel my heart beat pick up as blood rushed through my veins, majority up to my eyes. My feet stopped moving as I turned towards the direction of the cinnamon-like smell.
I narrowed my eyes, confusion clearly written on my face as I took a few seconds to realise whose house I had stopped in front of.
The lush green lawn swayed with the slight breeze, making the pale yellow house look slightly more attractive. The large wooden door still had a mistletoe hanging despite the fact that it's been a while since Christmas ended. The curtains were drawn close, preventing me a view into the living room I knew so well.
It was Kendall's.
I took a whiff again, my brain trying to decipher the strange smell. I've been with the Knights for a long time now and cinnamon isn't any of their scents. They were more sweet & gentle to one's senses than this spicy, nose-prickling disaster.
In the blink of an eye, I found myself trudging along their backyard, my body pressed against the walls of the house. When did this happen? I wondered, almost mentally slapping myself.
Super speed, duh.
A small smile crept onto my lips when I spotted the treehouse where Kendall and I first kissed, bringing back memories of the point of time when we only had one monster in the relationship; me.
The scent became stronger as was the impeccable heat emitted from what I'll assume is the kitchen. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on breathing, calming myself down before I broke into another attack.
The sounds of footsteps approaching me made me crouch lower, biting my lower lip to stop the loud growl that was threatening to escape. I silently thanked the large pile of boxes placed conveniently by the door, hiding myself right behind it just as the back door swung open.
The stench strengthened, causing me to cringe as I pressed my palm to my lips. Someone walked out to the backyard, just inches from my spot, donning on a pair of pale blue jeans and grey shirt.
Something about the stranger seemed off, if the dark mist surrounding his form is any indication. My body froze as the man stood rooted to the ground, head held high as he sniffed the air.
My eyes narrowed to slits as I continued observing him, wondering why I had a nagging conscience in the back of my head telling me to skedaddle even though I wasn't in harm. My focus was completely on the brown-haired, lean man, who had stopped sniffing the air and was now eerily frozen.
"I know you're here."
For a second, my breath hitched as Goosebumps scattered on my skin. Was he talking to me? I remained hidden, hoping that this man was just making a wild guess out of fear and not actually knowing that I'm right behind him.
"Come on out," he called out again, this time moving further into the backyard, head moving from side to side as though scanning his surroundings. I watched in anticipation, sinking further into the wall, as he stopped right by the large tree. "Blood eyes."
Without warning, my legs kicked up and pushed my body away, knocking over the boxes in the process. Adrenaline rushed through my veins, my inner monster tugging at its restraints. Only now could I make out the distinct shape of the stranger's body, pressed up against the wall I was just hiding in front of.
He knows, was the first coherent sentence both my demon and I could comprehend before my reflexes took over, throwing me onto the tree house. He stood at the spot I had previously abandoned, looking at me with a smirk.
That was when I noticed his eyes; gleaming and blood red, just like mine. I gaped, taken aback. Another one of my kind? It couldn't be! I was the only surviving specimen from Dad's tests, along with my boyfriend, who could have possibly avoided all this drama if we hadn't fallen in love.
Especially after I killed Sirena.
But, still. There was nothing about another living creature in those files! Everyone in Dad's folders had 'DEAD' stamped over their pictures. I should know, I've spent the past few years of my life looking through them.
"Who are you?" I snarled, crouching low with my eyes fixed on him, studying him. Something about him seemed familiar, like I've known him all my life. Brown hair, red orbs, oval face and high cheekbones. Why do I feel like I recognise him from somewhere?
A growl erupted from my throat when the red-eyed man shifted, body bent as low as mine. He chuckled.
"I never thought I'd meet you, kid." With a swift nod, he said, "I'm Shane."
I knew I should acknowledge his introduction but a part of me was screaming bloody murder, causing a head rush. A warning boomed in my head, "Things aren't always what they seem."
Really mind? Not the time to play games right now.
"What do you want?" I spat, anger boiling in me. My right eye twitched as blood began pumping through my veins at twice its usual speed, dragging my humanity out of my control bit by bit. "And why were you in there?"
Shane smirked, raising his hands as though in defeat. "Sorry kiddo. Didn't know you'd be this protective of your boyfriend, eh?"
"Answer the fucking question!" I demanded, eyebrows furrowed as I clenched my fists. My body was trembling from the force I was holding back, my nails digging into my sweaty palms.
An unfamiliar scent leaked from the other brunette's body, almost blending with the sharp, pungent scent of cinnamon and gas-like darkness. I held my ground as Shane moved towards me, smirk never leaving the comfort of his face.
"Now where's the fun in that?" Shane sneered, red eyes shining with glee before he lunged for me, an animalistic grow, ripping from his throat.
My muscles contracted for a second before I pushed myself upwards, flipping right above his head just as the brunette's body curved to land. My breath came out in pants as I landed, crouching and ready to launch myself away from the man.
The last thing I need is to kill another creation.
"Come on, kiddo," the other man teased, jerking his head with a cocky grin. "Show me what you've got, Blood eyes."
I could feel the pumping of my blood speed up, veins popping up on my skin as my clenched fists shook from the pressure to keep in control. He had begun yanking against his shackles, desperate to be freed. Shane's scent had awakened the beast, much to my dismay.
"Don't you want to let loose for once? To enjoy the freedom from the stupid experiment Dad tested on us?"
I shot up that instant, my mouth hung agape in surprise. Dad? "Whoa, hold on a second. Dad?" I inquired, standing straight to stare straight into the other's slightly confused hazel orbs.
Hold on a fucking second. I did a double take, head tilted as I took in Shane's current eye colour. It took me a fraction of a minute before it finally dawned on me who the hell this stranger looked like.
He looks exactly like me.
"Oh shit," he mumbled, face palming himself. He glanced at me, cheeks flaming red from his slip up. Shane nibbled at his lower lip, looking around with an abashed look. "Look, I can explain –"
"Five seconds. Spill," I interrupted, lips in a tight line. Shane's eyes widened from the harsh tone of my voice. I hissed when he remained silent, causing the poor boy to jump out of his skin and stutter, caught off guard.
"Whoa, okay! God, calm down!" the previously confident brunette shrieked, hands held in front of him as though to keep me away. "L-look! I-I didn't know either, okay!"
"Know what, Shane?"
"That I had a twin brother until about a month ago!" Shane roared, closing his eyes as he covered his face. When he finally looked up, he held a soft gaze, crooked smile and all. "And that there's a cure for people like us. There's finally a fucking cure!"
Stunned by both news, I glared at Shane with wide hazel orbs, speechless.
"Say something," he pleaded. "I can smell a person's presence but I can't sense their feelings."
I gave my twin a look over, noticing that the blackness that surrounded him previously had changed to a dark blue hue. Something about his facial expression screamed sincerity.
I closed my eyes and sighed inwardly, scratching the back of my neck while I tried to form proper thoughts in my head. "You're bullshitting me," was the first sentence that left my lips. I reopened my eyes and shifted from foot to foot. "You're lying! I don't have a twin!"
"Hey, kid-"
"Shut up! You still hadn't explained why you're in the house the first place!" I interrupted, eyes narrowed. He's got to be lying. For 17 whole years, Allie and I are the only two Diamond children. I don't have a twin!
"Listen to me!" Shane shouted, finally losing patience. His hands were balled up in fists. "This boyfriend of yours? He holds the strongest powers and if the cure works on him, it'll work on us! I thought –"
"That my boyfriend should be your guinea pig?"
"What the fuck, kid," he sighed, slapping his forehead. Suddenly, Shane's head snapped towards the sky, sniffing the air as his eyes changed to a dark shade of red. He turned to me, glaring, before he growled. "Here's the thing, kiddo. You don't have a choice. He has to take the test. This opportunity comes once in a fucking lifetime! Think about it."
Shane's hands slipped into his front pockets before patting the ones in the back and finally pulling out a crumpled envelope. I eyed him cautiously, ignoring the piece of paper he held out. With a sigh, the brunette said, "This is the only chance we've got to being normal again."
With one more sniff to the air, Shane glanced at me, murmuring, "You should check on your boyfriend, kid. Seems like someone's got a power surge."
I was about to question him when he bolted, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye, leaving nothing but the envelope in his wake. I picked it up, Shane's words running through my aching mind.
Was he even telling the truth? Especially about the cure? Should I let them test on Kendall?
No, I reasoned with myself, shaking my thoughts away. There was no way I'll let them hurt Kendall. No.
My body tensed when a familiar voice filled the pin-drop silence, followed by the bright blue zap of thunder towards the sky, breaking my train of thought.
"James!"
My blood froze as I realised the pained feeling in my chest. I shoved the envelope into my pockets and ran, wind blowing against my heated skin.
Something tells me someone has reached his limit.
A/N: 'Sup people! I'm back, baby. Oh yeah oh yeah *wiggles hips*
It's celebration time! My exams are over & it's finally, FINALLY, Semester break. I've given this story a slight bit more thinking so that it has a natural flow, yakno? Still working on it. :3 & yes, I do have some ideas for Dating A Vampire (DAV) but I'm putting them on hold. Gotta finish some other stuff first ;p
So, I found out that dark blue is the colour of truth & moderation.
Anywho, what do you think of James' twin? Is he good? Or bad? Or is he lying about everything?
& who will run the test? James or Kendall? & WHAT IS HAPPENING TO KENNY?
So many answers. So little time. Welp.
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