Name Of The Past – Chapter Six
Name Of The Past – Chapter Six
Izzy's sleeping body stiffen in its bed, as the sound of her name being called again court her attention, she tried to look at who was there but the darkness was consuming her the more she tried to look around. She took a small step forwards feeling bark scrap against her bare skin. She took a deep breath and stepped closer to the voice that was calling her, she had thought that ones she had know where she was the feeling of fear that was intensifying inside her chest would have soothed down, but now knowing that she was alone in the depth of a unknown wood was bringing to life all sorts of fear she didn't even know she had. She was about to step forward again when she heard her name, only this time it was coming from behind her, close behind her. She spun round and came face to face with a guy she had been sure of that she would never have seen again.
"Hello Elizabeth" he breathed into her face, she closed her eyes as his hot breath hit her cold face.
"Your suppose to be dead" she whispered barely hearing her own voice.
"Now how would some one as innocent as you know that?" he asked circling around her like she was his pray.
"You were suppose to be burnt to death" she reply feeling his eyes burn into her body.
"and you would know that how?" he asked stopping in front of her, bending his body slightly so his face was in front of her, "from what ive read my body was never found, so Im missing. Why would a girl who has nothing special about her think something different?" he asked again, letting his fingers stroke the side of her face, smirking an evil grin when she pulled away from his touch.
"Rumours" she simply said moving from one foot to the other, trying everything to stop herself from looking into his eyes.
"rumours" he spat hitting her hard across the face with the back of his hand, making her tumble to the ground, "come on now Beth" he sleazed kneeling down beside her shaking body, "we both know its more then that. Elizabeth Holden never listens to high school gossip does she?" he said standing up and kicking her hard in the chest coursing her to cough with pain, "now village gossip" he added kicking her ones more in the chest leaving her struggling for breath beneath him, " village gossip is what the Holden family have always listen to haven't they." He stood above her the grin on his face never leaving as he set a wave of power threw her already acing body. "Now when were you planning on telling my brothers the part you played in the burning of our beloveds?" he asked, crouching down besides her, wiping a tear away from her cheek with his hand softly.
"I haven't done anything" she whispered as she felt more tears fall on her face.
"Ok ok. So you personal didn't do anything but your family did right?" he hissed folding his legs beneath him and sat in front of her sending a ball of energy threw her stomach. "did you know that because of your great-great-great, well lets call him your granddad for repeating sake, was the reason why im cursed?" he stroked the piece of stranded hair out of her face and smiled down at her, "yep he is." Nodding his head as he looked of in to the distance, "you see back when before we were born. There were witches, like me and the four sons of Ipswich. Only we could use as much as we liked. No penults, no pain, no death... but then grandpa Holden came alone, this is you come in" he wink, "and he didn't like the idea of people doing things by just thinking. So he planted rumours in to the villages heads about how we were bad, how we were working with the devil, and how we would hurt anyone who crossed out paths stuff like that, you know? And of course they believed him, it was all down to jealousy really your granddad was jealous of our families power in the town, wanting it all for himself im guessing. After the first ones of out kind got burnt out elders got scared." His eyes flashed red and sent another scream curdling bolt to rip threw her body.
"The elders went on red alert and stopped everyone from using their birth righted powers. Some went against their wises, and used anyway. Not all of them getting court mind but most. So in order to keep their secrets just that. The elders when to extreme and cursed the lot of us"
He stood up and walk away from her slightly, "because of your granddad putting fear in us all. Burning us for only using what we had been gifted with. We were cursed to death, literally. In the long run Beth me hurting you like this is killing me off faster then it will ever kill you" he knelt down behind her and pushed up her top way from the bottom of her back. he felt her try and move away and laughed, "please Izzy, im in your dream right now, what makes you think you can ever get away from me?" he sighed letting his hand press into the bottom of her back, his eyes went black as the glow from his hand brighten and then went back. "Tell Tyler happy birthday, and the rest ill be seeing them real soon" he whispered into her ear as he hit her lipless body with one more bolt.
"you don't always have to have powers to be able to change peoples destinies " he whispered to her silent figure, bending down on his knees as he traced his fingers over her smooth lips, "you'll learn that soon enough" he finished looking at her one more time before leaving her alone in the pitch black
She woke up with a groan as she rolled over to slam her screaming alarm clock, only to join in making noise as she rolled on to her side. She sat up fast and looked down at her body. Lifting her sleeping shirt up slowly her was greeted with black bruises covering her body. Fear struck her as her dream replayed in her mind. She pulled herself up slowly and walked towards the mirror, pulling the bathroom light on with a winch of pain as she stepped into the small room and look at her reflection. She felt a tear escape down her beaten face as she look into her green eyes and swallowed hard staring at the large black circle engrossed around the one side of her features.
Her attention got pulled away as a hard knock landed on her door, "go away" she whimpered not being able to hold her voice strong threw the pain she was having shooting down her body
"Izzy?" the angry voice came back threw the wood between them. She moved slowly towards it the sound of the door handle shacking against its locks. "Come on Iz open up" the voice sounded again as she hovered over her side of the door. She took a deep breath and twisted the lock free, stepping away from the door as it swung open.
"Beth we really need to...what the hell happened?" Reid stepped into the room quickly and shut the door behind him fast. Taking her face into his hands softly as he looked towards her bruised cheek. His heart almost stopped at the sigh of the tough girl in front of him letting tears fall down her face. He suddenly felt anger grown inside him at the thought of someone doing this to the girl who seem like she could stand anything. "He's..." he waited patiently as he watched her try and get her words out. He wouldn't push her, if he knew anything about this girl it was that as much as he pushed she was stubborn as hell like him and no matter what he did it wouldn't make her say anything any faster.
Her hands grabbed for the shirt that was in front of her and rippled it into her tight fists making the body it was covering drag towards her. "I know about you Reid" she whispered not daring herself to look into his blue eyes. She didn't know why she was admitting now that she had known all along about them, or why he was the one she was admitting it to. She had always been scared of them finding out she knew there deep dark secret, she often played out scenarios inside of her head of them stumbling on the true. All of them ending with the horrible death of her. But what did they expect she suddenly thought to herself, no realizing she had tightened her fists on the shirt in her hands and had pulled him firmly against her. She had known them since they were all kids, been to all there thirteenth birthday parties, even seen them use a few times. It wasn't her fault they hadn't been more careful and hadn't remembered her. It wasn't her fault that their family hadn't been more careful and kept an eye on the families that had come over from England with them.
She finally looked up to his face, and saw the confusion. Letting the anger of what had happened the night before wash over her she locked her eyes with his, "I know all about you Reid Garwin" she heard herself repeat.
"oh so the bet is over with then is it?" he asked jokingly trying to brake the icy feeling that was washing over him as he kept transfixed in her piecing eyes. "Come on Iz what are you talking about? You're starting to freak me out" he whispered, his hands snaking round her waist pulling her closer to him. Who ever had scared her like this was going to pay he thought as he looked deeper in to her eyes and saw the flash of fear hiding.
She let out a breath she didn't know she was holding and tighten her white knuckled grip on his shirt, hating the fact that she liked being this close to him, his arms protectively around her. She let her eyes fall on his lips, smiling silently at herself, remember all the stories she had over heard about them and their magical touch. Magic. She thought as she dragged her gaze away from him completely and towards anything that would catch her attention.
"Black eyes" she mumbled her eyes finally landing back on his. He stood froze, trying to figure out what she had just said, what she had been saying since he had got there. She couldn't possibly know, he had never used round her. Even at the pool game he didn't try it. And that was the only time he had a chance to. He had only known the girl for 2 months; there could be no way she would know his secret. But she has known you're her whole life. It hit him. The girl that was now fitting perfectly in his arms knew, and it had something to do with what had happened to her. He freaked, he didn't know what to do. He let his arms fall from around her body and shoved his hands into his pockets, "yeah your eyes are pretty black right now" he chucked in begging whoever was listening to please let her been talking about anything else but what he knew she was.
She felt the cold air hit the places his hands ones touch and loosened her grip on him all together. She knew it was too much to ask for, why would they keep a girl alive that none of them really liked if it meant keeping their secret hidden. She knew deep down that she was going to die young. She knew as soon as her grandparents had told her the story's of the 'son's of Ipswich' she was some how going to die due to a connection with them. Granted she had promised herself and her family she would stay away, agreeing that they were nothing but trouble.
But now seeing chase she knew that her family hadn't been 100 right about the stories. Yes some of them had been evil, cruel, and mad with power but it wasn't the ones she had been growing up with. It was the ones they all thought had died centuries ago. She took a deep breath and turned away from him, looking out the window and out into the woods before her. A shiver ran down her body at the memory of the pain she had gone threw in her thick wooded hell. "do what you want with me Reid, believe me when I say I know how much of a Burdon this secret really is" she started spinning herself around and looking dead straight at the guy who was looking like a deer trapped in head lights, "chase is coming for Tyler" she finished lifting the oversize shirt she always slept in up, and turned around showing the boy in front of her the mark she had been burnt with.
"Why did he go after you?" he blurted out before he could stop himself. He kicked himself hard, he damn well knew what he should have been doing right now, and it certainly wasn't standing around hoping that the hurting girl in front of him was just an innocent by stander.
"Im a Holden Reid" she spoke a small sad smile grassing her lips. "we use bring your kind to trial" he watched as she wrapped her arms tightly around herself, waiting for her to finish, " a Holden burnt goodie pope" her voice cracked finally letting the fear she held out.
"Baby girl" he's voice broke the dark silence as he made one swift move towards her and wrapped his arms tightly around her. He felt his shirt go wet as she finally let her silent tears fall, his heart stinging in pain "we'll fight him" he murmur in to her ear, holding her tighter as she sunk into him.