So, I'm going to be gone all weekend and tomorrow, but if you guys review really quick, I can post an extra chapter today to make up for tomorrow! As soon as I get at least three reviews for this, I'll post again, I'm editing it right now. So please review! :)
Chapter 10
Marisia sits back and closes her eyes. It had taken almost three hours to relay the events of the past week to Calvin from when they were ambushed to when she arrived on the doorstep. She had left out the whole soul-mate thing, he barely believed her about her past lives at all so if she added that he would either think she was brainwashed or nuts. It would have been much quicker if Calvin hadn't kept interrupting with questions and skeptical comments. Now he's staring at her with a horrifyingly thoughtful look on his face.
"Can you quick staring at me like that?" She finally snaps. "Just say it already!"
"So, let me get this straight. You were kidnapped, handcuffed to a chair, tortured, shot, shown past lives, and now you are convinced that on your seventeenth birthday exactly someone will kill you, like they have dozens of times before but you'll just be reincarnated again?" His voice is dripping with skepticism. Marisia rolls her eyes and lets out an exasperated sigh. They had done this over and over, no matter what she said, he never believed her.
"Yes Calvin," She says impatiently. "Like I've told you a hundred freaking times. It's all true; every single thing I said is true. No I'm not brainwashed, and no one is controlling my mind. So just get over the impossibility of it and believe me, or I'll just go back to Haydn and tell him you won't bother to try and save your best friend's life." He glares back at her.
"I didn't say I wouldn't help, I just find all of this crap extremely hard to believe. How do you know it's not a trick? You said he said he had a weird power that could make you see things that weren't there and you wouldn't even know he was doing it right? So how do you know?"
"I already freaking told you, I could feel it all happening to me like I was there, I could remember it, see everything I had seen, feel everything I had felt, it was way too vivid for someone to trick me into seeing and believing, and I'm not going to tell you again." Calvin sighs.
"It's just so hard to believe Mar, this whole past lives and certain death thing. I might not fully believe it, but you're my best friend I'd do almost anything for you." Marisia rushes over and engulfs him in a hug.
"Thanks Calvin, I knew I could count on you."
"Anytime Mar." Calvin reply's hugging her back tightly. She jumps back and pulls out her phone.
"'Kay I need to call Haydn." Calvin stands up and grabs her arm, stopping her.
"Wow hold on, we have no clue what's doing this. How are we going to come up with a plan to stop this thing, when we have no clue were or what it is?" Marisia slumps onto the couch.
"I don't know Calvin, but we just can't sit around waiting for them to kill me!" Calvin sits next to her and puts an arm around her.
"Hey it's okay Mar, we'll figure this out. Why don't you call Haydn and tell him to come over here." Marisia leans into him, she was so lucky to have a friend like Calvin. She doesn't know what she would do without him.
"Thanks Calvin, I'll go call him." She gets up and goes to the kitchen.
"Marisia is everything okay?"
"Yes, he took it better than I thought he would. Can you come over?"
"I'll be there in ten minutes."
"Fine, see you then." She hangs up and walks back to the living room.
"He'll be here in ten." She says flopping down onto the couch. Somehow she manages to doze off again, and the next thing she knows the doorbell is ringing and Calvin is sitting up looking alert and tense. She walks over to the door and looks through the peephole and sees Haydn standing there. She opens the door and he steps in cautiously. Suddenly Calvin is right next to her and he and Haydn are glaring at each other with their arms crossed. They look so similar it's almost comical.
"Can you two please just sit down?" She finally snaps. They both look at her in surprise like they had forgotten she was even there. They sit in opposite chairs facing each other and Marisia sits on the couch. For a long awkward moment the two boys just glare at each other with Marisia sitting helplessly in the middle.
"So Haydn, have you found anything out?" Calvin inquires. Haydn scowls.
"No, I have no clue, I don't know anything more than I did a hundred years ago, everyone I question seems completely oblivious."
"So basically we all just met here for nothing, since we know absolutely nothing. " Marisia says voice rising with each word; she clenches her fists at her sides, shaking. Both boys rush to her on either side.
"Hey it's okay Mar, we'll figure this out." Calvin says, putting and arm around her.
"Marisia, we'll stop whoever is doing this. You will not die again." Haydn says at the same time. They look up to glare up at each and realize they are on the same side, so they grudgingly look away.
"But I'll just come back right? We can figure this out next time around." Marisia says trying to be nonchalant.
"Marisia look at me," Haydn says in a calm, strong, reassuring voice. When she refuses he grabs her chin and forces her to look into his calm dazzling green eyes. "We will not let you die again. We will find this monster and destroy them. Do you understand me?" Marisia wrenches herself out of his grasp.
"I understand you will try your best to prevent it, that you both will. But I also understand no one knows who the hell keeps on doing this to me and why. So I understand that we have less than three weeks to figure this out or I'm screwed, and the likelihood of us figuring this out by then is pretty low. I'm just going to come back again, so why don't I just spend the rest of my life having as much fun as I can?" They both stare at her like she's sprouted wings.
"So that's it? You're just going to give up?" Calvin asks in disbelief. Marisia shrugs, like it's no big deal, though really it is, she just doesn't want either of them to see how petrified she is. What if she doesn't come back again? What if they never find the person who keeps doing this?
"Yeah, why bother worrying when it's hopeless? When they come for me I'll fight, and maybe I'll survive but if not, I'll just come back right? And we can figure it out then. You two will most likely still be here."
"I can't believe you're saying this Marisia!" Haydn exclaims. "We don't know for sure if you'll come back! You could actually die and stay dead!" She shrugs again.
"Not like I'm doing much down here. I've killed a few vampires sure, and if live I can kill a few more. But it's not like the world's going to be much worse without me." Calvin shakes his head.
"You've gone insane Mar, you know that? You're completely nuts. The world does need you. Think of how many people would be dead right now without you. I would have probably completely lost it years ago. Don't give up like this, please." Marisia stands up, a look of outrage on her face.
"Giving up? I'm not giving up, far from it! I just don't see any point in hopelessly worrying over the inevitable! They're going to come for me no matter what! We have no clue who this is, so instead of worrying I'll do my best to kill them when they come. And if they kill me first, well hopefully I'll come back and if not hopefully I've been good enough to go to heaven. I'm trying to look on the bright side, be an optimist instead of a pessimist for once. There's nothing any of us can do about it, so can you two please stop all of this worrying?" She stops, breathing hard from her speech.
"You're right Marisia; there isn't much of a point. We will probably never find them, but that doesn't mean we should stop trying!" Haydn shouts, standing in front of her and clutching her shoulders so hard it hurts.
"Let go of me!" She cries throwing his hands off of her shoulders, he steps back in surprise. "Neither of you get it; I'm the one with a death sentence, while you two have all of freaking eternity to live your happy little lives. I don't want to waste what little time I have running around looking for my soon to be killer or hiding. I want to have fun while I can. So you two can run around freaking out all you like. I'm going to have the best time of my life." She runs to her room and slams the door shut.
Neither of them tries to follow, but just to be sure she locks the door before she flops down on her bed and starts to cry silently to herself. God before she met Haydn she never cried, now look at her she cried at practically everything.
They didn't get it, they never would. They didn't know what it felt like to know you were about to die. They were vampires; they had forever to live and never needed to worry about death. She really wants to get away for a while, but knows she should spend as much time with both of them as possible. As always when you cry, it makes her sleepy, and yet again she is sleeping.
The next thing she knows she's jolted awake by a tentative knock on her door and the sky is dark out her window.
"Who is it? " She croaks out, voice thick with sleep.
"Haydn," A soft voice replies. "May I come in?" Marisia sighs.
"Sure, I guess." He quietly walks in and shuts the door silently, somehow getting past the lock. Suddenly he is right next to her bed, kneeling on the floor.
"Are you alright?" He asks softly.
"Yep, never been better." Marisia says in a falsely cheerful voice while giving the fakest smile ever. He grabs a hand and puts it between his two large, cool ones.
"We will stop them, I promise. You will not die again."
"Did you not hear a word I just said?" Marisia asks irritated.
"Oh I heard you, I just don't believe that you care so little about your possible demise."
"I never said I don't care. I'm just trying to be practical and not waste my time unlike you two idiots." Haydn glowers at her.
"It's not a waste of time if it might save your life." He snaps.
"But don't you see? Even if you figure out who it is, which you probably have a one in a million chance of discovering, you still have to find and kill them. I think if I just practice and wait for them to come to me, I'll have a better chance." Haydn bows his head over the bed, and his hands tighten on hers.
"I just don't want to lose you again, there's no guarantee you'll come back, and who knows it could be a couple hundred years from now."
"We've gone through this a gazillion times Haydn and I'm done with it. Let's just agree to disagree alright?" Haydn stares at her a moment and then chuckles softly.
"It amazes me that you believe it's that simple."
"I don't believe it I know it. Now we are officially done with this topic until further notice. Don't bother trying to reopen it; you know how stubborn I am." He chuckles again.
"Oh, yes I know," Haydn says in defeat. "Now is there anything more pleasant you would like to discuss?" He is suddenly perched on the edge of her bed.
"Is Calvin here?" She blurts out. "Because he will totally flip if he knows you're in here." Haydn's eyes darken.
"Why are you always so concerned about what that big, blond, idiot thinks?" He snaps.
"Because he's my best friend." She snaps back.
"Oh he doesn't seem to think that." Haydn says mysteriously with that twisted grin.
"What the heck is that supposed to mean?"
"Just that your precocious Calvin whishes you two could be more than friends, always has."
"Your nuts Calvin would never think of me that way, I've known him forever! You're just jealous!" Marisia shouts angrily, trying to hide her shock. Haydn laughs a bone chilling, mocking laugh. She hates when he gets like this.
"Jealous? Me? Of him? Ha! That's the funniest thing I've heard all day! We're soul mates sweet heart and nothing and no one can come between us to change that." He smiles again and it scares her, his fangs flash in the moonlight.
"Get out." She says quietly. Haydn puts a hurt innocent look on his face.
"But why? What did I do?"
"I said get out." She was losing her patience.
"Or you'll what glare me to death?" He sneers at her.
"Get out!" She screams standing up and shoving him towards the door.
"Fine geez I'm going." He stands in the doorway and stares at her a moment.
"I really don't know what gets into you sometimes Haydn." Marisia says in disgust. His face has a strange look.
"Wouldn't you like to know." He says softly and with that he's gone. Marisia slams the door behind him.
Sometimes he was just so infuriating! She knows he doesn't mean it, that he isn't acting like himself but ugh! Did he really have to be so impossible? She takes a long, hot shower, changes into her comfiest pajamas and lies down on her bed thinking it's impossible for her to sleep anymore. But of course she does.