Feh.... The songs are by Linkin Park.... LP has very dramatic songs so perfect for this chapter... The first song is System, then With You. The parts from the songs (which are edited to fit) are actually Remus thinking. Oh, and just a reminder it's the day after the full moon...
Just to make things a little more interesting and different it's in Remus' POV which furthermore resolves issues from previous chapters and shows his true feelings.
December 28: Welcome to My Nightmare Part 1
/You fell away
What more can I say
The feeling's evolved
I won't let it out
I can't replace
Your screaming face
Feeling the sickness inside
Why won't you die
Your blood in mine
We'll be fine
Then your body will be mine
So many words
Can't describe my face
This feeling's evolved
So soon to break out
I can't relate
To a happy state
Feeling the blood run inside
Why won't you die
Your blood in mine
We'll be fine
Then your body will be mine
Why is everything so fucking hard for me
Keep me down to what you think I should be
Must you tempt me and provoke the ministry
Keep on trying, I'm not done so easily (I will not die)
Why is everything so fucking hard for me (I will not die)
Why is everything so fucking hard for me (I will not die)
Why won't you die
Your blood in mine
We'll be fine
Then your body will be mine
Why won't you die
Your blood in mine
We'll be fine
Then your body will be mine/
--
Sirius?
Ten hours ago he was perfect and unflawed.
"Sirius?"
Nine knots of black hair tinged with scarlet.
Dammit! Open your eyes.
Eight ways of looking at this situation...all ending the same exact way.
What did I do?!
'Seven minutes'...hold the best times close to the heart.
What the hell...
Six thoughts running across the mind: blood, murderer, kill, guilt-ridden, destruction, and death.
Don't leave me...
Five fingers held tightly in between his.
I've already given up so much in life and I'm not giving up on you...
Four teardrops flow down a panicky face.
....I love you
Three cuts across his face.
He looks just like Romulus that night...
Two eyes that won't open.
Not again, not now, not when I'm finally happy...
One heart that will never beat again.
/Cold sweat...terror.... and realization...Dream, just a dream...thank god.
I woke up in a dream today and put my cold feet on the floor. I tried to forget all about yesterday. I remember I'm pretending to be where I'm not anymore...A little taste of hypocrisy, I'm trapped in this memory, and I'm left in the wake of the mistake...
Damn, stupid motherfucking Mère et Père.../
"Nightmare?" When in the hell did I start having nightmares? I grabbed around my neck and felt nothing there. Merde...Did I lose it? Searching frantically around my bed, under the covers and pillows, finding nothing. I did, however, find the man of my demented nightmare lying peacefully asleep curled up in every single cover clinging to them possessively with an impressive hold. As hard as I tried, he wouldn't sacrifice one sheet.
What do I tell Sirius when he wakes up? 'Uh, Sirius, it seems that between last night's full moon and this morning...I lost your Christmas present you gave me...' Maybe Alexandrie took it off me when she was healing my injuries...
I stepped out of the room with little pain, and managed to fall over clutching the 'little pain' when slipped on something lying in the middle of the hallway.
"Merde. Double merde." I cursed holding the throbbing of my arm, which had tried breaking my fall but met its fate by breaking for the second time in the past twelve hours.
So now I lie here, in the middle of the hallway, arm broken, in pain, and something hard sticking into my ass...that sounded like something Sirius would find very amusing since he has such a perverted mind...
Reaching underneath myself, I pulled out to find...a camera? What the hell? I hurled the 'mother effing' object down the hallway where it met /its /fate by breaking into pieces in the much similar way my arm did seconds earlier. Serves it right. I laugh. Ha ha....Ya, whatever.
"What are you doing?"
I lay all the way on my back and looked up the most handsome creature on this planet. "I was studying the carpet, Padfoot, just to see if it'd start to unravel."
"Any luck?"
"Like boiling water. Doesn't boil if you watch it."
Sirius smiled his gorgeous toothy smile, which is very infectious and spreads onto my face as well. "Need help?"
As I was opening my mouth to respond he hooked his under my arms and pulled me to my feet. He obviously didn't realize my forearm was shattered until I cried out in pain and fell into his embrace.
"What's the matter?" He questioned his sapphire eyes peering into my own.
"Arm is broken." I choked; he was just too ravishing for words and my eyes always seemed magnetically drawn to him despite any situation. He held my left hand with his own left and took out his wand with the other. "Do you always go to sleep with your wand?"
"Which one?" He smiled wider, while I just rolled my eyes. I tend to do that a lot around him. He answered, "Actually no, but I haven't taken off my clothes from last night," I looked his clothing, sure enough, he was still in the same dirty jeans and black shirt. "And my wand was still in my back pocket. I wondered why something kept poking me in the back last night...but I just thought—"
"Don't you dare—."
"—it was you." He started laughing.
"You weren't supposed to finish," I informed. What a prat...
He muttered an incantation and a tingling sensation flew through my arm magically mending itself. Charms for broken bones aren't necessarily better than potions, but they are better than nothing. His smile lightened, "What does this great day have in store for Monsieur Moony?"
"This rather shitty day will consist of disputing with dear ol' Mom and Dad who are overcritical, insensitive, cold-hearted, heartless, unyielding, cold-blooded—"
"Stop before you regret something."
I snorted, "No, really, I don't mind putting down my parents." Truth be told, it hurts like a mo-fo when I condescend so low.
Sirius just gave me a quizzical look that I fully ignored. Yes, I love him, but sometimes I wish he'd just go away. How many more days until we go back to Hogwarts? Seven? Eight? Errr.
That's when that dreaded thought finally permeated itself into my head. Going back to Hogwarts would mean baring the truth to everyone. The hard- naked truth that Sirius and I are together. Not good. Not good at all. That would bring too much tension, too much loss of pride, too much isolation, and I'm already isolated enough. I don't want to be hated anymore. Being a Marauder makes me less liked by the teacher population, and the select few who aren't dumb and have figured out that I can only have two grandmothers die, try to distance themselves from me.
James. James won't accept this. Sure, he normally welcomes abnormalities but this would turn out to be too abnormal. His best friends lusting over each other? Heh...I'm sure he'll be SO understanding. And whatever James thinks, Peter thinks. So, basically, I'm screwed over royally in the friends department.
"Are you okay?"
So what if I was staring off into space for the last five minutes? Does that automatically make me a mental case?
"Hello?"
Obviously it does.
I tried smiling but it wouldn't quite stretch out enough. "I'm fine, Sirius. I just have a lot on my mind."
"What's on your mind?" Relentless, I tell you! Completely and utterly relentless.
"School." At least it's halfway true.
"Don't want to go back?" He asked.
"Nope." Not technically true because I would rather be there right now.
"You'd rather stay here?"
Damn. "Yes." Lie. Everything's a fucking lie, Sirius! Don't listen to me! He just smiled; again...You'd think his face would hurt from always smiling. "It beats my home," Sirius commented his eyes a little fogged over. That's never a good sign.
"I highly..." Can't say doubt.... Can't say certain...Damn, cornered again. Luckily for me, he never noticed me saying anything. What's he staring at? Jeez, I'm jealous over a hallway getting all his attention. Why are we in the hallway anyway?
Merde. I was supposed to find Alexandrie and ask her about the dream catcher. Merde. Double merde! I have too many problems happening at once. Funny thing is they all have to do with Sirius...
"Hey, Sirius!" He snapped out of his reverie and looked at me eyebrows drawn together.
"What?"
What? Good question. "Uh, you....You look tired!" State the obvious... "You should get some sleep."
"But it's noon." He countered, but I could tell that sleep sounded really good right now to him.
"Yes, but an hour or two wouldn't hurt." I put on a fake smile and gently pushed him into the room. I walked him over to the bed and the back of his knees bumped into the side of the bedstead. As he sat down, he pulled me with him making me straddle his hips like a couple of days ago. He started putting fleeting kisses along the nape of my neck. No one can turn me into a pile of jelly faster than he can.
I tilted my head slightly to give him better access. He bit and sucked at one spot for the longest time, but I had no complaints. Woo that's definitely going to leave a mark.
Something knocked in my head. Neck, something was very wrong with that, maybe the fact that something was missing...Merde. I jumped back smiling slightly and ran from the room calling back to him, "I'll be back. Get some sleep."
He muttered something unintelligible and I heard the bed squeak under his weight as he lay on it entirely.
I ran all the way into the kitchen and almost ran into Mathilde, one of the many cooks.
"Oi, Remus! Watch where you're going!"
"Sorry." I looked around for Alexandrie. Not in here. "Hey Mathilde, do you have any idea where Alexandrie is?"
She sighed. "That woman could be anywhere at the rate she moves."
"You mean like a kid on speed?"
She laughed. "Exactly. But if I were to guess where she was, I would say were you spent last night." The cook's expression mellowed.
Of course, the 'cage.' I told her thanks and went outside. It was blistering cold and windy. I tried rubbing some heat into my arms but only got a shot of pain from the previously broken one. I saw small footprints in the inch snow running from the stairs into the trees. I followed their path, stepping where she had stepped making the prints larger.
She was there in the 'cage' cleaning 'everything' up. Very sad, really. The moment she turned around she jumped in fright.
"Make some sound or something. Just don't stand there." She said pushing the bucket and cloth out of my view. She must think I get woozy at the sight of blood or something. She just stared at me. "Some specific reason you're here?"
"Oh, yeah. You know the necklace I was wearing?"
"Yeah."
"Do you know where it is?"
"Nope."
"That's great." I turned to leave but she grabbed me...on the left arm. Yes, I yelled, and yes, she was a bit perplexed, but the look was quickly erased when she remembered this morning.
"Still hurts."
"Yes." She just nodded her head.
"Well, if you ever want to come outside again, put on a coat." And she turned back to her previous work.
Fantastic. Two mothers. I wonder what she would think if I told her about Sirius...
"Is there a reason you are still here, Remus?" Alexandrie didn't look at me as she scrubbed the floor.
Courage. That's what I needed for Christmas. A big, fat pile of courage.
"I know about you and Sirius."
Damn. I didn't think we were that loud or noticeable.
"And if you're wondering, I don't mind."
That started getting me to breathe again.
"But," She finally faced me, eyes locking on mine. Why can't I breathe? Just say it and get it over with, Alex! Oh, no. Why is she rounding on me? She stood right in front of me and put her hands on my shoulders. "This is so hard." She said.
Fuck, here it comes, something bad. I closed my eyes waiting for the harsh words to come.
"I think your sister has your necklace." I opened one eye and then the other. That was definitely not what I expected.
"What?"
"She was in your room this morning and when I took you up to your room you still had it on."
I was starting to get very angry. Very, very angry. "Really? Quite interesting..." My jaws clenched together. Why would she want it, it has no value to her.
"I think you need to know something else." Her green eyes wouldn't let mine look away. Once again, I tried bracing myself thinking she'll say the worst. "The necklace is worth over ten thousand galleons."
That was definitely the worst. Ten thousand? NO way...I'VE BEEN WEARING A TEN THOUSAND GALLEON NECKLACE?! Dear god.... "Thanks for informing me, Alexandrie." She nodded once and headed back to cleaning.
Where in the hell did Sirius get such an item? I'm way to tired for this. I must be dreaming. Wake up, Remus, pull yourself together! Ten thousand...NO! Must not think about the price. Ten, zero, zero, zero. One, zero, zero, zero, zero. Damn zeroes! ERR...
As calmly and rationally as I could I walked back into the house, digits running through my head. I saw my mother (I feigned sleepiness); saw my father (said f-you); saw my sister's husband, Isaac, and decided to talk to him since he is my sister's husband he'd have to know something.
When he caught his first glimpse of me he jumped out of his chair. Knowing the fact that I'm a werewolf, and was one just last night, didn't help his nervous shivers.
"Where's Renee?" I asked politely, even trying to smile a bit even though he doesn't deserve it. He didn't answer me putting me even closer to the edge of losing it. "Don't know? Or did I bite off your tongue last night?" His face fell, his eyes widened. Well, I thought it was kinda funny.
When he finally spoke it was very soft and any normal human being wouldn't have been able to hear it. "She's out in town."
"Ah, I see. Why?"
"Store."
"Pawn shop?" Why isn't he saying anything? He's supposed to say 'no, Remus, of course not. She had to get stuff for the baby.' "HELLO? EARTH TO ISAAC!" Nothing.
Oh, shit. Shit, shit, shit. She can't, she wouldn't... "Please, Isaac, tell me!"
He spoke once again a little more louder, but his voice shook so it totally gave him away. "I'm sorry, Remus, but I can't tell you."
This is one of those times that I'm glad I'm a werewolf. I stomped over to where he was seating and brought my face to his. "Tell me now." I growled.
Apparently I had the right effect. "She went to sell something. She didn't tell me what though."
Yeah, right. Not believing that for one second. "What is she going to sell?"
"I don't know."
"Yes, you do."
"No, I don't."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes!"
"FINE! FINE! I DO, OKAY!" Werewolf-one, loser-zero.
"Well, tell me!"
"Something called the Ass-Lot or something..."
WTF??!?!?
"Right, and this thing would be...."
"A necklace of some sort."
"Damn! Why the hell didn't you stop her!?" Anger level reaching peak. Danger! Danger!
"Because it was yours." Oh, piss me off anymore loser-man and you will pay.
"And because it was mine, you let her?"
"I don't like you. Or any of your people."
"My people? What is that supposed to mean?!"
"Monsters...and..." WHAT THE HELL!? HE KNOWS TOO!? My personal life is now officially public.
Just then Renee had to appear. Happier than ever.
My fear that my sister was put on this earth to make my life hell was confirmed.
Just to make things a little more interesting and different it's in Remus' POV which furthermore resolves issues from previous chapters and shows his true feelings.
December 28: Welcome to My Nightmare Part 1
/You fell away
What more can I say
The feeling's evolved
I won't let it out
I can't replace
Your screaming face
Feeling the sickness inside
Why won't you die
Your blood in mine
We'll be fine
Then your body will be mine
So many words
Can't describe my face
This feeling's evolved
So soon to break out
I can't relate
To a happy state
Feeling the blood run inside
Why won't you die
Your blood in mine
We'll be fine
Then your body will be mine
Why is everything so fucking hard for me
Keep me down to what you think I should be
Must you tempt me and provoke the ministry
Keep on trying, I'm not done so easily (I will not die)
Why is everything so fucking hard for me (I will not die)
Why is everything so fucking hard for me (I will not die)
Why won't you die
Your blood in mine
We'll be fine
Then your body will be mine
Why won't you die
Your blood in mine
We'll be fine
Then your body will be mine/
--
Sirius?
Ten hours ago he was perfect and unflawed.
"Sirius?"
Nine knots of black hair tinged with scarlet.
Dammit! Open your eyes.
Eight ways of looking at this situation...all ending the same exact way.
What did I do?!
'Seven minutes'...hold the best times close to the heart.
What the hell...
Six thoughts running across the mind: blood, murderer, kill, guilt-ridden, destruction, and death.
Don't leave me...
Five fingers held tightly in between his.
I've already given up so much in life and I'm not giving up on you...
Four teardrops flow down a panicky face.
....I love you
Three cuts across his face.
He looks just like Romulus that night...
Two eyes that won't open.
Not again, not now, not when I'm finally happy...
One heart that will never beat again.
/Cold sweat...terror.... and realization...Dream, just a dream...thank god.
I woke up in a dream today and put my cold feet on the floor. I tried to forget all about yesterday. I remember I'm pretending to be where I'm not anymore...A little taste of hypocrisy, I'm trapped in this memory, and I'm left in the wake of the mistake...
Damn, stupid motherfucking Mère et Père.../
"Nightmare?" When in the hell did I start having nightmares? I grabbed around my neck and felt nothing there. Merde...Did I lose it? Searching frantically around my bed, under the covers and pillows, finding nothing. I did, however, find the man of my demented nightmare lying peacefully asleep curled up in every single cover clinging to them possessively with an impressive hold. As hard as I tried, he wouldn't sacrifice one sheet.
What do I tell Sirius when he wakes up? 'Uh, Sirius, it seems that between last night's full moon and this morning...I lost your Christmas present you gave me...' Maybe Alexandrie took it off me when she was healing my injuries...
I stepped out of the room with little pain, and managed to fall over clutching the 'little pain' when slipped on something lying in the middle of the hallway.
"Merde. Double merde." I cursed holding the throbbing of my arm, which had tried breaking my fall but met its fate by breaking for the second time in the past twelve hours.
So now I lie here, in the middle of the hallway, arm broken, in pain, and something hard sticking into my ass...that sounded like something Sirius would find very amusing since he has such a perverted mind...
Reaching underneath myself, I pulled out to find...a camera? What the hell? I hurled the 'mother effing' object down the hallway where it met /its /fate by breaking into pieces in the much similar way my arm did seconds earlier. Serves it right. I laugh. Ha ha....Ya, whatever.
"What are you doing?"
I lay all the way on my back and looked up the most handsome creature on this planet. "I was studying the carpet, Padfoot, just to see if it'd start to unravel."
"Any luck?"
"Like boiling water. Doesn't boil if you watch it."
Sirius smiled his gorgeous toothy smile, which is very infectious and spreads onto my face as well. "Need help?"
As I was opening my mouth to respond he hooked his under my arms and pulled me to my feet. He obviously didn't realize my forearm was shattered until I cried out in pain and fell into his embrace.
"What's the matter?" He questioned his sapphire eyes peering into my own.
"Arm is broken." I choked; he was just too ravishing for words and my eyes always seemed magnetically drawn to him despite any situation. He held my left hand with his own left and took out his wand with the other. "Do you always go to sleep with your wand?"
"Which one?" He smiled wider, while I just rolled my eyes. I tend to do that a lot around him. He answered, "Actually no, but I haven't taken off my clothes from last night," I looked his clothing, sure enough, he was still in the same dirty jeans and black shirt. "And my wand was still in my back pocket. I wondered why something kept poking me in the back last night...but I just thought—"
"Don't you dare—."
"—it was you." He started laughing.
"You weren't supposed to finish," I informed. What a prat...
He muttered an incantation and a tingling sensation flew through my arm magically mending itself. Charms for broken bones aren't necessarily better than potions, but they are better than nothing. His smile lightened, "What does this great day have in store for Monsieur Moony?"
"This rather shitty day will consist of disputing with dear ol' Mom and Dad who are overcritical, insensitive, cold-hearted, heartless, unyielding, cold-blooded—"
"Stop before you regret something."
I snorted, "No, really, I don't mind putting down my parents." Truth be told, it hurts like a mo-fo when I condescend so low.
Sirius just gave me a quizzical look that I fully ignored. Yes, I love him, but sometimes I wish he'd just go away. How many more days until we go back to Hogwarts? Seven? Eight? Errr.
That's when that dreaded thought finally permeated itself into my head. Going back to Hogwarts would mean baring the truth to everyone. The hard- naked truth that Sirius and I are together. Not good. Not good at all. That would bring too much tension, too much loss of pride, too much isolation, and I'm already isolated enough. I don't want to be hated anymore. Being a Marauder makes me less liked by the teacher population, and the select few who aren't dumb and have figured out that I can only have two grandmothers die, try to distance themselves from me.
James. James won't accept this. Sure, he normally welcomes abnormalities but this would turn out to be too abnormal. His best friends lusting over each other? Heh...I'm sure he'll be SO understanding. And whatever James thinks, Peter thinks. So, basically, I'm screwed over royally in the friends department.
"Are you okay?"
So what if I was staring off into space for the last five minutes? Does that automatically make me a mental case?
"Hello?"
Obviously it does.
I tried smiling but it wouldn't quite stretch out enough. "I'm fine, Sirius. I just have a lot on my mind."
"What's on your mind?" Relentless, I tell you! Completely and utterly relentless.
"School." At least it's halfway true.
"Don't want to go back?" He asked.
"Nope." Not technically true because I would rather be there right now.
"You'd rather stay here?"
Damn. "Yes." Lie. Everything's a fucking lie, Sirius! Don't listen to me! He just smiled; again...You'd think his face would hurt from always smiling. "It beats my home," Sirius commented his eyes a little fogged over. That's never a good sign.
"I highly..." Can't say doubt.... Can't say certain...Damn, cornered again. Luckily for me, he never noticed me saying anything. What's he staring at? Jeez, I'm jealous over a hallway getting all his attention. Why are we in the hallway anyway?
Merde. I was supposed to find Alexandrie and ask her about the dream catcher. Merde. Double merde! I have too many problems happening at once. Funny thing is they all have to do with Sirius...
"Hey, Sirius!" He snapped out of his reverie and looked at me eyebrows drawn together.
"What?"
What? Good question. "Uh, you....You look tired!" State the obvious... "You should get some sleep."
"But it's noon." He countered, but I could tell that sleep sounded really good right now to him.
"Yes, but an hour or two wouldn't hurt." I put on a fake smile and gently pushed him into the room. I walked him over to the bed and the back of his knees bumped into the side of the bedstead. As he sat down, he pulled me with him making me straddle his hips like a couple of days ago. He started putting fleeting kisses along the nape of my neck. No one can turn me into a pile of jelly faster than he can.
I tilted my head slightly to give him better access. He bit and sucked at one spot for the longest time, but I had no complaints. Woo that's definitely going to leave a mark.
Something knocked in my head. Neck, something was very wrong with that, maybe the fact that something was missing...Merde. I jumped back smiling slightly and ran from the room calling back to him, "I'll be back. Get some sleep."
He muttered something unintelligible and I heard the bed squeak under his weight as he lay on it entirely.
I ran all the way into the kitchen and almost ran into Mathilde, one of the many cooks.
"Oi, Remus! Watch where you're going!"
"Sorry." I looked around for Alexandrie. Not in here. "Hey Mathilde, do you have any idea where Alexandrie is?"
She sighed. "That woman could be anywhere at the rate she moves."
"You mean like a kid on speed?"
She laughed. "Exactly. But if I were to guess where she was, I would say were you spent last night." The cook's expression mellowed.
Of course, the 'cage.' I told her thanks and went outside. It was blistering cold and windy. I tried rubbing some heat into my arms but only got a shot of pain from the previously broken one. I saw small footprints in the inch snow running from the stairs into the trees. I followed their path, stepping where she had stepped making the prints larger.
She was there in the 'cage' cleaning 'everything' up. Very sad, really. The moment she turned around she jumped in fright.
"Make some sound or something. Just don't stand there." She said pushing the bucket and cloth out of my view. She must think I get woozy at the sight of blood or something. She just stared at me. "Some specific reason you're here?"
"Oh, yeah. You know the necklace I was wearing?"
"Yeah."
"Do you know where it is?"
"Nope."
"That's great." I turned to leave but she grabbed me...on the left arm. Yes, I yelled, and yes, she was a bit perplexed, but the look was quickly erased when she remembered this morning.
"Still hurts."
"Yes." She just nodded her head.
"Well, if you ever want to come outside again, put on a coat." And she turned back to her previous work.
Fantastic. Two mothers. I wonder what she would think if I told her about Sirius...
"Is there a reason you are still here, Remus?" Alexandrie didn't look at me as she scrubbed the floor.
Courage. That's what I needed for Christmas. A big, fat pile of courage.
"I know about you and Sirius."
Damn. I didn't think we were that loud or noticeable.
"And if you're wondering, I don't mind."
That started getting me to breathe again.
"But," She finally faced me, eyes locking on mine. Why can't I breathe? Just say it and get it over with, Alex! Oh, no. Why is she rounding on me? She stood right in front of me and put her hands on my shoulders. "This is so hard." She said.
Fuck, here it comes, something bad. I closed my eyes waiting for the harsh words to come.
"I think your sister has your necklace." I opened one eye and then the other. That was definitely not what I expected.
"What?"
"She was in your room this morning and when I took you up to your room you still had it on."
I was starting to get very angry. Very, very angry. "Really? Quite interesting..." My jaws clenched together. Why would she want it, it has no value to her.
"I think you need to know something else." Her green eyes wouldn't let mine look away. Once again, I tried bracing myself thinking she'll say the worst. "The necklace is worth over ten thousand galleons."
That was definitely the worst. Ten thousand? NO way...I'VE BEEN WEARING A TEN THOUSAND GALLEON NECKLACE?! Dear god.... "Thanks for informing me, Alexandrie." She nodded once and headed back to cleaning.
Where in the hell did Sirius get such an item? I'm way to tired for this. I must be dreaming. Wake up, Remus, pull yourself together! Ten thousand...NO! Must not think about the price. Ten, zero, zero, zero. One, zero, zero, zero, zero. Damn zeroes! ERR...
As calmly and rationally as I could I walked back into the house, digits running through my head. I saw my mother (I feigned sleepiness); saw my father (said f-you); saw my sister's husband, Isaac, and decided to talk to him since he is my sister's husband he'd have to know something.
When he caught his first glimpse of me he jumped out of his chair. Knowing the fact that I'm a werewolf, and was one just last night, didn't help his nervous shivers.
"Where's Renee?" I asked politely, even trying to smile a bit even though he doesn't deserve it. He didn't answer me putting me even closer to the edge of losing it. "Don't know? Or did I bite off your tongue last night?" His face fell, his eyes widened. Well, I thought it was kinda funny.
When he finally spoke it was very soft and any normal human being wouldn't have been able to hear it. "She's out in town."
"Ah, I see. Why?"
"Store."
"Pawn shop?" Why isn't he saying anything? He's supposed to say 'no, Remus, of course not. She had to get stuff for the baby.' "HELLO? EARTH TO ISAAC!" Nothing.
Oh, shit. Shit, shit, shit. She can't, she wouldn't... "Please, Isaac, tell me!"
He spoke once again a little more louder, but his voice shook so it totally gave him away. "I'm sorry, Remus, but I can't tell you."
This is one of those times that I'm glad I'm a werewolf. I stomped over to where he was seating and brought my face to his. "Tell me now." I growled.
Apparently I had the right effect. "She went to sell something. She didn't tell me what though."
Yeah, right. Not believing that for one second. "What is she going to sell?"
"I don't know."
"Yes, you do."
"No, I don't."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes!"
"FINE! FINE! I DO, OKAY!" Werewolf-one, loser-zero.
"Well, tell me!"
"Something called the Ass-Lot or something..."
WTF??!?!?
"Right, and this thing would be...."
"A necklace of some sort."
"Damn! Why the hell didn't you stop her!?" Anger level reaching peak. Danger! Danger!
"Because it was yours." Oh, piss me off anymore loser-man and you will pay.
"And because it was mine, you let her?"
"I don't like you. Or any of your people."
"My people? What is that supposed to mean?!"
"Monsters...and..." WHAT THE HELL!? HE KNOWS TOO!? My personal life is now officially public.
Just then Renee had to appear. Happier than ever.
My fear that my sister was put on this earth to make my life hell was confirmed.