Chapter 2

Aiden felt restless, there was something amiss. Quinn was sitting staring over at him with an uneasy look on his face.

"what! Quinn your making me nervous"

"someone died 2 nights ago. They took him to the morgue. He isnt there now"

"Where'd they take him?"

"nowhere, its as if he got up and walked out, but noone seen it, and he was definetely dead..." Aidens uneasiness spilled

over. "I have to see Helena"

"I dont know if thats a good idea. This means that they're here and if you love her you won't draw attention to it. Shes in danger Aiden."

"im so fucking sick of this! I hate running, I hate having to be careful. I'm going to se her, I swear to God if one of them touches her...

Quinn, i can't just forget about her... and i can't just move on"

"So your getting her involved, you may well be signing her death warrent. Thats pretty fucking selfish if you ask me, but hey go on,

put the woman you 'love' in serious danger just so you can get laid a few more times" Aiden stared at Quinn. There was a dagger

sticking in his back, and his brother put it there. There was nothing to say, what had passed between the brothers

left a huge ravine between them. Aiden stormed out.

Quinn put his head in his hands. He never meant to make his brother hate him, maybe he didn't literally hate him. But what

he seen in Aidens eyes was pretty damn close. "Dammit, dammit!" he decided to leave his

brother to cool down abit before he explained himelf,he had went too far. He knew that far too well.

He just hoped he hadn't lost him, he still needd his older brother, he couldn't protect himself against an unknown

enemy, they needed each other.

Helena was surprised when Aiden turned up onher doorstep, he seemed upset, distraught was a better word for it. "Aiden, whats

wrong? Tell me?" She was surprised at how tired he looked, the fear in his eyes when she expressed concern. He lookd like he was

about to faint. "Come with me, my mothers in and I cant face her, not now." She took his hand and they went to the car.

"what is it? Aiden please talk to me, don't block me out" He looked at her with those sad eyes and she held him close. They didn't speak

for a minute as if he was working out what to say. How to go about it. She didnt rush him, there was no point rushing him. He would talk

when he wanted. He heart broke when she saw the pain his eyes. She kissed the top of his head and felt the love swell in her chest until

she felt like she could cry from the sheer honesty of the feeling. He sat up "I can't... I just... can't. Its far too dangerous, look i dont think

you should see me. Never again. i know you'll get over me. I'm not that important. I'm unreliable... i mean i'll just end up

moving town again and i like you too much to break your heart... so just ignore me, hate me. I dont know just...

get over me" and with a few select words Helena could feel a tearing feeling in her chest. He didnt want to break my heart?

Why did he do that then? Why did he... whats wrong with me? The burning tears welled in her eys and she looked away.

As Aiden stood up and left her sitting on the ground under an old oak tree.

A few meters away from Helena, Aiden was struggling with the urge to run over to her and ask for forgiveness for

what he told her. He instantly regretted it. The knife in his back twisted slightly as if to say "i told you so"

he could hear his brother saying it, but Quinn was right, wasn't he? How could Aiden put a complete stranger

in mortal danger, for... what? It was too early to tell if it was love but the throbbing in his chest

suggested that perhaps, just perhaps it was. Did he believe in love at first sight? Not usually, and considering the first sight

he was surprised there was lust. But these thoughts didn't stop a few tears escaping the fortress he'd spent years

building around his heart to stop the pain he was experiencing right now. With great regret he carried on walking away.

Helena wated until he was gone before she started crying. She wouldn't let him see he cry. She was better than that.

The one thing she took from her mother was never let a man see you cry. So she sat thee fighting back the tears until he was

far enough away when the dam burst and the tears cascaded down her face in a torrent, the mascara leaving black stains

down her cheeks.

Aiden arrived back at the house with a heavy heart and deep regrets. He could have protected her. why am i getting

so upset about a woman i barely know? 'because you love her?' his mind answered. He couldn't find a good answer to

that.

Helena calmed down enough to drive home. Not speaking to her mother she ran up the stairs and buried her face

in her pillow like a broken-hearted teenager. Mharianne Duritz knew her daughter too well and knew instantly that

the young man who had just moved to the town (and became the object of Helenas attentions, much to her mothers

dislike- Mharianne just KNEW something like this would happen) had broken her heart... or gotten her in trouble.

All the same she went up to her daughters room and sat on the side of her bed. "What is it Helena? honey..."

"Nothing mom, please just leave me. I don't want to hear one more 'i told you so' ok? I know, i screwed up. I

have bad taste in men. I pick the trouble makers, the emotionally distant or emotionally scarred. I get ok! just leave me!"

"So thats what you think I was going to say?"

"oh don't act like I've insulted you. Cut the crap mom i know you" With that she rolled on her side and screwed her eyes shut.