Hey there!
A few people have asked about Colt's mystical race now and it became frustrating that I was unable to answer your questions. He's not a werewolf, m'kay? He's a vampire. Vampires are cool:3
I hope you like the chapter, and I also intend on getting chapter 9 done and posted soon-ish. Until then;
Please review your thoughts/feelings on the chapter/story.
I am McLovin..:) SuperBad quote right there :P
-Bambi.
The dim light poured into silver eyes. The darkened figure sat back in a chair in the shadowed room. Blood-red curtains remained pulled closed and the only light, seeped in from a gap on the figures right leading out into the summer air. Feminine foot-steps could be heard as Kadence walked into the room. Stopping in the door frame, jutting her hip to the right and placing her hand to her side.
"Where's Colt?"She asked bluntly. The darkened figure leant forwards, exposing his face fully to the seeping light. Silvery-eyes glimmering.
"How should I know? I don't control the kid."Hunter answered in an irritated tone. Kadence rolled her eyes.
"So you usually just let him go off like this? Without any idea on his whereabouts?"Kadence stammered as she ambled further into the darkened room.
"Don't be so possessive. You're his ex. Not his owner."Hunter smirked. Flicking his hair from his face.
The dark haired witch huffed and gestured her hand towards him. Hunter was thrown from the chair into the wall. His back hit the ground with a near-silent thud. Hunter groaned.
"So you want to play-"Hunters smiled, brushing dust from his jeans. His vampire-speed caused him to jolt towards Kadence and pin her against the wall. The dark-witch's eye's narrowed as she forced her head forward into his. A painful sounded thud caused Hunter to hold his head in pain and Kadence slipped silently into the corridor. Hunter growled and exposed bullet-strong fangs. His eyes glinted silver as he swept after her. Gripping her arm and throwing him over his head. The slender girl staggered over a table, knocking a glass vase onto the ground. It smashed against the wooden floor. Kadence fell onto the broken glass and the pieces dug into her palms. The girl whined and held her hands up towards Hunter. He suddenly flew backwards into a cupboard. Glass scattered around him. The taller boy clenched his teeth and stood again. Flexing and brushing the glass from his clothes. Picking a few pieces from his skin so that the cuts could heal he glanced towards Kadence. The girl still remained on the wooden floor of the corridor, holding her pained palms to her chest as tears stung her eyes. Hunter walked forcingly towards her, his fangs exposed fully and his eyes completely silver. His chest rose and fell quickly as his anger rose. Kadences' vibrant eyes switched to him and she quickly chanted; "By the dragons light, on this July night, I call to thee to give me your might, by the power of thee, to protect all that surrounds me, so mote it be..." Hunter cocked his head to the side uneasily and growled at the girls words. Reaching forwards to her.
"So mote it be!"Kadence shouted. Hunter was immediately thrown away as a translucent but glowing barrier grew around Kadence. Light purple electric-looking lines covered the barrier that surrounded her. Kadence sighed tiredly and stood. Hunter still hadn't gotten up and she became concerned... Even if he was just a rude little git.
"Hunter-."Kadence began, before the front door behind her swung open.
"Colt..."Kadence began as she caught sight of the pale-faced vampire.
"Ramona!"Mitchell called from the air-conditioned space of the living area. His sister stumbled out into the hall and met his gaze.
"Hey, what's wrong?"Mitchell asked. Seeing the girl's pale face and delicate movements.
"Nothing, nothing. I just feel a little ill, that's all."Ramona spoke roughly. Her throat sounded dry and raw.
"I'll get you some water?"Mitchell suggested.
"Please."She smiled gratefully and slumped down onto the sofa, holding her head in her hands. Mitchell ambled into the kitchen and pulled a glass from a high shelf. Pouring ice-cold water into it he brought it back to his sister. Who appeared even paler.
"I think I'll get dad."Mitchell said after passing her the glass.
"Nono, don't tell dad. He'll 'mother' me."Ramona whined. Mitchell breathed a laugh.
"Good."He spoke stubbornly as he walked into the hall towards their parents' room.
"What the hell is going on?"Colt spoke wearily as he closed the door.
"Look what the cat dragged in."Hunter spoke in a very tired and/or drunk voice from where he was sprawled across the floor; his silver eyes had faded back to green.
Colt passed Kadence swiftly as she remained within the barrier and held a hand out to Hunter. He gripped onto his hand and was pulled up by the brown-haired boy. Hunter's eyes switched to Kadence as he sent her a death glare. The barrier flickered and disappeared and the witch wandered into the dark living area. Colt sent Hunter a questioning yet irritated glare before trailing away towards the staircase.
"I'm going to take a shower."Colt muttered.
"Whatever."Hunter smirked, walking into the kitchen. Still frustrated.
A while later...
Ramona lay in her bed. A half-full glass of water sat beside her on the bed-side table. Her eyes were fixed on the illuminating lava lamp. Emitting deep blue and purple lights as the lava-like blobs passed one another. Ramona felt tired, yet surprisingly content. Fort building with Colt had been fun. Although the outcome of sitting on damn grass in the rain happened to be this horrid fever. She wanted to see Colt again. For a reason which she couldn't quite word, she missed him. It was undoubtfully a missing feeling. She felt drained of contentness from the moment he left. Ramona let out a dry and painful cough. Her eye-lids were trying to close. She groaned a little and reached for her glass of water. It wobbled as her small hand went to grasp it and fell from the table. Her eyes widened. Her father was already frustrated at her illness; he didn't need broken glass to clean up too. Ramona sat up quickly in an attempt to stop it. But it was falling to fast. It...
It stopped.
Ramona's breath hitched when she saw Colt besides her holding the glass in his hand. His other hand remained behind his back. Ramona gulped and slumped back onto her pillows.
"How?"She said, more to herself than to Colt. The pale boy smiled and placed the half-full glass on the table again. Sitting on the edge of her bed and not breaking eye-contact with her.
"Hey you."Colt spoke softly, keeping his right hand hidden behind his back.
"Hey yourself."Ramona sighed, attempting to sit up.
"Don't try to get up, rest."Colt smiled. Patting her knee, where it was beneath the blankets. Ramona stopped and sent him a kind smile back.
A few minutes of comfortable silence passed. As the two just watched each other contently. Colt blinked away after a few moments, feeling the pressure rise in his veins as his fangs attempted to expose themselves. He couldn't tell her yet. No. It would ruin everything.
"Umm.. I, ur, brought you some stuff."He stuttered nervously. Bringing his hand forwards from behind his back. A dozen red roses became visible in his hand. Ramona's eyes widened and almost teared up.
"Colt..."She began.
"And... This..."Colt said bringing a note out from his pocket and handing it to her. Ramona forced her eyes away from his and took the note.
Ramona read;
To Mona,
~I hope you get better soon
Love, Colt.
A floral signature ended the note and with a roughly drawn heart, the ink's pattern ended.
Such a simple note. But it meant the world. Ramona leant forwards. Her eyes were heavy and her head was hurting but she really wanted to hug the pale-faced boy whom brought her roses and a get-well-soon note.
"Hey, careful. You'll-"Colt began, in an attempt to try and stop her crushing the roses he'd brought. But was stopped when the girls' arms slung around his neck and her head rested against his chest. Colt smiled and wrapped his arms around the girl. Hugging her tightly. After a few minutes Ramona finally leant back and slumped down tiredly. She smiled contently and put the note under her pillow for safe-keeping. Colt held the roses towards her and she took them with a grateful smile.
"Thank you, so much, Colt."She said, cheeks going slightly pink, which she hoped Colt wouldn't notice. But he did. And it gave him butterflies.
"I have to go, okay?"Colt spoke sadly.
"Why?"Ramona wondered. Eyebrows furrowed
"Because... I'm hungry..."He trailed off.
"You could stay for dinner if you'd like? I'm sure my dad won't mind."Ramona said happily, before a pained cough which dampened her smile.
"No, I don't mean... Um.. Sorry. I really have to go."Colt bit his lip as his fangs forced themselves into his mouth.
"Colt..."Ramona began, but before she could continue. The boy was gone. And her window swung shut.
Ramona sighed and laid down tiredly. Holding the roses to her chest. Allegorical to Snow white. The pale girl drifted into oblivion as her tired eyes closed.
Thanks for taking the time to read this chapter :3
