The Chemistry In Darkness
Chapter Three
Tuesday 10th December 2019
The following morning, Elly awoke way later than normal. She was normally an early riser but when she looked at her watch, which she'd forgotten to remove before falling asleep, Elly was surprised to see it was nearly 10am.
Chloe's getting married today…I better not be the reason Chloe doesn't get married…Bea would've told Chloe by now that I never made it home last night…she'll be worried about me…but not enough to the point of not going ahead with her wedding?
If I was the reason Chloe doesn't get married…I want it to be because she knows she loves me more than she'll ever love Pierce…
Oh, and apparently, I was turned into a werewolf last night…which one is more important?
"Good morning, Elly," Abby's voice came from across the room, "How are you feeling?"
Elly glanced over at the woman who stood at the bedroom doorway, as she pulled back the doona on the bed that was covering her, "Terrific…slept so weird last night."
"Your sleeping patterns may be interrupted for the next few weeks while your body adjusts to the changes," Abby told her.
"Oh, you mean since I'm a werewolf now?" Elly scoffed in disbelief.
"Still having trouble believing me like you were last night?" Abby pointed out.
Elly brought her legs around to sit on the edge of the bed, her feet feeling cold on the wooden floorboards of the room, "Why would I believe that I'm a werewolf? That your family is a pack of wolves? That the supernatural world really exists? You may feel like a trustful person, Abby, but you must be on something to think I'm going to believe this is nothing more than a bunch of kidnappers keeping me and my baby from going home."
"Can I check your arm to see how the wound has healed?" Abby asked, knowing Elly needed to believe her.
Elly shrugged, "Why not?"
Abby walked over to Elly sitting on the bed, "How is the arm feeling?"
"No pain at all, whatever pain killers you gave me worked a bloody treat," Elly answered.
"I didn't give you any pain killers, Elly. I didn't think it would be safe to do so in the late stage of your pregnancy unless you really needed them," Abby told her as she crouched down in front of Elly, reaching out for her bandaged arm and beginning to unravel the bandages.
Elly frowned at the woman, knowing that before she had fallen unconscious the previous night, her arm was in all kind of pain as the guy who attacked her left a deep gash in it, "I don't feel any pain."
"Hmm," Abby hummed, already knowing the reason why as she removed the bandages from Elly's arm.
"What the…?" Elly stared at her arm once the bandages were no longer covering it, "Where's the wound? I had a deep gash right there!"
Abby smirked at the brunette, "Werewolves heal faster than humans and we have a higher pain of threshold that doesn't need pain killers."
"You're having me on!" Elly accused, "There's no way in the world I'm a…werewolf. They don't exist!"
"Why don't we go for a walk? You can meet the rest of my family and we can talk some more," Abby offered.
Elly chewed on her lip as she stared down at the clothes she'd slept in.
"We don't have any spare clothes for you, sorry. Maternity dresses aren't something we have lying around. My daughter has gone to the shops to take care of that for you, she'll be back soon and you can freshen up with a shower then. She'll get you some non-maternity clothes too, seeing as though your baby must be due to be born soon. We'll need to look at getting you some baby stuff too to make sure your little one is well taken care of," Abby explained politely.
Elly tensed up, "I'm not going to be here as long as that!"
"Let's walk," Abby replied, her tone more instructive than before.
"I'm not really…one for walking very far at the moment," Elly told her, placing her newly healed arm against her belly.
"We won't go far, just around the cabin and back again," Abby promised.
"Can I have my phone back, please?" Elly asked, "My family would be going crazy right now, wondering where I am…I need to know they've called and messaged…"
Has Chloe called or messaged? Does she even know I'm missing or have they not told her to risk her not going ahead with the wedding? Why do you keep thinking there's any chance of Chloe not going ahead with this wedding because of you?
Abby shook her head, "You can but you can't turn it on anymore. Romulus switched it off before he left Erinsborough and brought you out here. We can't have anyone tracking you here as it'll be a danger to you and my family. I know you're worried about your family but they will be okay."
"I can't never have access to my phone again! I have photos and videos on it. I only have one or two photos of my baby's father that I took with him last time he was here before he died. My baby needs to be able to know who his or her Dad was when they are old enough," Elly argued, thinking appealing to Abby for the sentimentality of her baby was better than admitting it was photos of her family and friends were way more important than the single photo she knew she did have of Shaun on her phone.
"It's all okay, Elly, you still have access to all the files on your phone. My daughter has already sorted that for you. She had the phone switched on for less than a minute, blocked it being tracked for location which sadly only works for a small time, transferred all the files on it to her laptop and will give it to you when you meet her," Abby smiled gently.
"Your daughter did all that? How'd she unlock my phone without the passcode?" Elly frowned.
"Raven is beyond a whiz with computers and all technology as you'll soon learn. I'm still getting used to using a smart phone. Life was a lot less complicated a hundred years ago without technology as I fondly look back at those days," Abby admitted, standing up and walking back over to the bedroom door.
"Why do you talk about days like that a hundred years ago like you were there?" Elly pondered.
"I'm a lot older than I look, Elly," Abby grinned, "C'mon, I'll explain more on our walk."
A few minutes later, Elly stood on the front porch of a cabin surrounded by a clearing yet beyond that was a wooded area shrouded in trees and bushes, "124 years old!? You're absolutely having me on and trying to make me believe this whole supernatural werewolf crap, aren't you?"
"How old do I look?" Abby smirked back at Elly.
"40…45 tops," Elly decided.
"Good guess, I was turned when I was 41…83 years ago," Abby smiled as she walked down the porch.
"Sure, you were," Elly rolled her eyes.
"Wait 'til you meet my husband. Romulus is over a thousand years old and the stories he can tell you aren't from the history books," Abby winked at Elly.
Elly shook her head as she followed Abby, falling into step with her, glad Abby was walking slowly, allowing for the heavily pregnant woman to walk at a pace comfortable to her, "Yeah and I'm going to stay young and beautiful at 34 years of age for the rest of my life."
"That's the idea!" Abby insisted, "Werewolves don't age from whatever age they were when they were turned. Unless they are turned as a child or teenager, then their body grows normally until they are an adult, usually around 21 years of age."
"I don't like the sound of staying 34 forever. Can't have my child out aging me," Elly decided.
Abby bit her lip, "Y'know I should tell you…even though your child is almost fully formed there is…a chance…your baby will be just like us…we won't know either way until your child is at least school age."
Elly shook her head, "I don't want that kind of life for my child…not that I believe this life about werewolves is real."
"Why don't I tell you a little bit more about my family?" Abby offered.
"Married to a 1000-year old werewolf and you have a daughter…werewolves have children? Or did you adopt a younger werewolf into your family?" Elly mused.
"Romulus and I met nearly seventy years ago. If you've ever thought you've been waiting around for your true love to come into your life…have a chat to Romulus about waiting 1000 plus years for me to come into his life. The pair of us have two daughters in fact. Yes, werewolves can have their own children. The impossible is possible when it comes to our world…maybe one day you'll learn that for yourself," Abby promised.
Elly blinked at the mere thought that her waiting around months or years to work out her feelings for Chloe felt like forever and that when Chloe had come into her life in a romantic sense, it had scared her beyond words, "Maybe I will…if I ever believed you about this whole werewolf thing. You want to tell me about your daughters?"
"Raven is the technology whiz that got all the data from your phone for you. She's got a smart head on her but she has her moments of wanting to keep to herself. Then there's Clarke, the eldest of the two, a lot more opinionated and rash but she does mean well. They both grew up to look like they're early-twenties but they are both nearly thirty," Abby explained.
"So…you're telling me both your daughters…are werewolves?" Elly asked, trying to play along as she still didn't think Abby was telling her the truth.
"Yes, children birthed by two werewolf mates do become werewolves themselves. I don't know if you ever planned to have more children but it's not out of the possibility for you to if you meet the person you're meant to be with," Abby told her, her tone expressing hopefulness.
"I haven't really given it much thought…this pregnancy wasn't exactly…planned. My life is a bit lost right now…and I certainly don't know if I have met the person, I'm meant to be with… Let's just say if I have, I messed it up royally. I'm not in the space to want to meet someone new. I need to focus on creating a life for my child, I can't think about anything to do with my love life or finding the person I need to be with," Elly confessed.
As the pair rounded the corner of the cabin, Elly looked out to the side of them where there was a lake not too far away from the cabin. Elly swallowed hard when she spotted a woman swimming out in the lake.
As Elly continued staring at the woman, she made her way to the shore of the lake. Elly blushed heavily seeing that the woman not only had tattoos across her arms and one on her hip, but that she was naked as she picked up a towel from the sandy shore.
Not as gorgeous as Chloe is naked…great now I'm being reminded of the night Chloe and I made love to one another…don't think about anything to do with your love life…don't think about anything to do with your love life…Chloe…
Next time - Elly meets another member of Abby's family and learns of a werewolves' tale - could it have anything to do with Chloe?