Chapter 14

Scream

Blaise Threw her fist into the glass of the mirror. It shattered all around her. Her knuckles were sliced and bled out. She shut her eyes as fragments of glass hit her face. She looked down at her hand. Next to it was a big triangular shard of glass, beckoning her. She slid her hand a little to the right and felt it's cold, sharp edges on her palm. She held up her other hand and exposed her wrist. What has happened to me, I used to be so strong, he did this to me, he ruined me, she thought. Does it have to be like this. She raised the shard of glass, but then dropped it in the sink. She smiled as she turned away.

Blaise strutted down the halls, feeling semi-confident, smiling at those who she walked past.

Some people avoided looking at her, which she didn't mind, some people didn't pay any attention to her, which she also didn't mind, but when one girl scrunched her face in disgust, that's when Blaise realised what she was doing. What was she thinking to go out there looking like she did. She was digging a deeper hole, trying to look happy when she wasn't, living a lie. Blaise sobbed and ran back to her room.

Jez was sitting in the seat of the piano, just running her fingers along the keys. She didn't know how to play, but it reminded her of something. Black and white. Her life. Listening to orders, following orders, completing orders, receiving more orders. ORDERS. ORDERS. ORDERS. What if she didn't want to follow orders. What if she didn't want to follow the order. The night order.

"You play?" Airiana's voice sounded from the door.

"Um, no, i was just...-"

"Sitting there. Black and white. Thinking."

"Yeah."

"I think of it too."

"What."

"You know...that."

"What. Sex?"

"No! Rebelling. Not following the order, idiot."

Airiana came and sat down next to Jez.

"Listen to this. My mother used to play this to me when I was upset."

Airiana began to tap the keys lightly, in a pattern, each time getting louder until she started tapping the high keys. Not singing. Just playing. It made Jez close her eyes and sway softly with the music.

Mary-Lynette was sitting in the bleachers watching Ash, Triston, Morgead, James, David, Eric, Thierry, Delos, Quinn, Galen and Riley playing soccer. Sam was sitting further away in the bleachers. She was sitting alone holding her book 'Fallen' in her lap. Someone tall and tan sta swiftly next to her. Oh god no. Ash help me, she thought. It was Jeremy.

"Mary-Lynette." She heard hisvoice ring in her ears.

"Jeremy." She said timidly.

"I'm sorry, for everything. And i'm sorry if i'm scaring you."

"You don't scare me. Well, you didn't scare me. Before you tried to kill my soulmate." She said coldly.

"Yeah well, that's what love can do. Turn a good thing into a bad thing."

"The good things was when we were human friends. The bad thing was when i fell in love with an unsuspected werewolf."

"You love me?"

"Yes. NO! I did..."

A moment of silence passed.

"What are you reading?" Jeremy asked.

"It's called 'Fallen' by a human author, Lauren Kate." Mary-Lynette replied.

Jeremy gripped the book and slowly pulled it toward him, Mary-Lynette leaning in with it.

She released the book.

"What's it about?" Jeremy asked.

"Mostly depressed human girls, fallen anels and an endless curse." Mary-Lynette shrugged. she leaned in against him. "This girl, Luce, she's a human who once kissed her boyfriend and he spontaneously combusted. Everyone assumed she'd killed him. They sent her to a school for criminals, where she met this guy, Daniel, who, little did she know, was an angel. And she fell in love with him, with Daniel doing his best to convince her it was a mistake." She said, pointing to the characters names on the back of the book.

Everyone was doing their own thing as the most piercing sound came from the bleachers. It was as alarming as a scream. Mary-Lynette's laughter. She was sitting next to Jeremy as she cracked up and he chuckled at what must of been his own joke. Airiana looked up blissfully. Followed by Sam and Triston. Then Lexi and Jez. Ash looked up in anger. He walked up next to Airiana, who was leaning on the gat to the bleachers staring up at the two.

"Keep your brother away from my soulmate." He warned.

"No." Airiana said simply.

"What?"

"You don't control me. I don't control him. You don't control her. She can be friends with whoever she wants."

"Even if that someone tried to kill her."

"He tried to kill you Ash, you."

"It's still not justified."

"Oh, Ash. If you were the werewolf who'd been around Mary-Lynette for so long, and she was the only girl in your life, and you were secretly in love with eachother, and then a selfish vampire comes along and sweeps her off her feet and their together for a week and their already soulmates and you were incredibly jealous. Would you kill him."

"Nope."

"Ash, if you were in line at burger king and someone jumped in front of you, you'd kill them." Airiana joked. Mary-Lynette's laughter rang out again.

"So you say let them be friends."

"Yes!"

"Fine. We'll see who's right. One way or another."

"Fine." Airiana said and waved him away.

After dinner, Gillian walked into the dorm she shared with Blaise and found her room mate asleep in her bed. Gillian walked over to the bedside table and looked down at her. She looked pale. Gillian was so focused on Blaise that she dropped her phone and it bounced under the bed. She reached under and felt around the floor. Instead of finding her phone, she found a cylinder shaped plastic bottle. She pulled it out from under the bed and read the label. Prescribed to Blaise Harman: Ant-depressant medicine. But the bottle was empty.

"Shit!" Gillian spat and reached up to Blaise. She's had an overdose. She opened Blaises limp mouth to check if she was breathing. But no air came out, and maybe no air went in. She checked for a pulse. Nothing. She pressed her ear against Blaises heart. No beating.

"Oh my god." Gillian gasped.

"Guess again." A scaggy voice said behind her.

She turned around slowly and saw a big standing hairy angry werewolf type creature.

Gillian let out her loudest scream.

Airiana's eyes snapped open as she heard Gillian's blood-curdling scream. Cameron was already at the door.

"SOMEBODY HELP! HELP US! PLEASE!" Gillian screamed.

"Nobody's coming." The beast smiled.

He was approaching Blaises bed. Blaise, who was still lying there. I can't leave her there, Gillian thought. She climbed on Blaises bed and grabbed the girl dragging her away from the beast.

"HELP!" Gillian cried. I', going to die tonight, Gillian thought as she cradled Blaise when there was no where else to go.

"Dinner." The beast chuckled. Then a loud bang rang out and the beast flinched once, then slumped to the ground, with a glowing bullet wound in the back of his head. Airiana stood at the doorway with the gun raised in her hands.

"Saved your life." She smiled.

She saw a note pinned to the back of the dead or dying lycan. It read: 'Strike 2'.