Chapter 12 - It'll Leave You Breathless

"Now it counts as a date." He cuts me off, and I think my blush must get even better, because his eyes are sparkling again as he grins.

"I never said that!"

"Nope. You didn't push me away when I kissed you. You would've if you didn't love me. Therefor, this now counts as a date."

"Where on earth do you get that logic from?"

"My head."

I make no more response, shaking my head.

After we get off, he takes my hand, and I make a final decision. I've pushed away a ton of opportunities before, and when I finally took them, they were gone in an instant. Do I want that to happen here too, when it may be my last chance? No. So, this time, I don't pull my hand away.

"I told you I'd do it." He still looks very triumphant.

"Yes, you did."

Mina's POV

Before I know it, we're at my house. My head is spinning slightly, and my heart thumps in my chest. We did that. This actually happened. I'm not dreaming. As the car stops, I grab the handle with my hand, but before I can get out, Teague sets his hand on mine to stop me.

I turn to look at him, a quizzical look on my face as I go to ask why. Instead, I find myself missing him again. But after a moment, he pulls away, and I'm left dizzy all over again.

"See you tomorrow, sweetheart." His signature grin is back on his face.

"Oh, please not pet names." I plead.

"Why not, dear?"

"Teague."

"Just tell me why not, love."

"Teague!"

"Fine, fine." He pouts, and I open the door, hopping out and hurrying off to the house with my backpack.

As I open the door, I find my mother, who looks absolutely furious. "Wilhelmina Grimm, you get in here this minute and explain yourself!" I forgot about this tiny little detail. My mother and what she would do when I didn't come home after school. "Skipping school! I get a phone call asking where you are, and I can only assume the worst! Kidnapping, an accident, killed maybe! You better explain yourself right now, young lady!"

"Mom, look, I technically was kidnapped."

"Oh, really?" She doesn't believe me. So, I explain. From the beginning. And that's when the ranting starts. "Wilhelmina, I expected better of you! He's murdered countless people! For heaven's sakes, he's tried to murder you an innumerable amount of times! All he does is cause destruction and darkness, and he leaves chaos and misery in his wake! You'd better get away from that child, Mina, or I promise you we will be moving across the country faster than you can say 'Grimm'!"

"Mom, you have to understand-"

"I don't have to understand anything, young lady, and you need to get that through your head right now! You live under my house, so you will follow my rules!" She continues rambling, but I begin to block her out, focusing on a tiny voice in in my head, telling me to touch the Fae power inside me that I can feel.

Almost unconsciously, I do as I'm instructed. My mother's eyes shut for a moment, and horror fills me. What on earth have I done? She reopens them, and doesn't say anything for a moment. "Oh, Mina, why are you still up? Get in bed, sweetie."

I stumble upstairs, shocked and fearful. I...I just changed my mother's memory. I used my abilities against my own family. How could I? My immediate reaction is to grab the Grimorie, and write in it again.

I need to get this out, because I'm honestly very scared. I skipped school today, with Teague, and I think I might...no, I think I do love him. But after he dropped me off, my mom lost it, and I changed her memory of today. I didn't mean to! It just...happened! And now I don't know what to do. I wish I could talk to Jared. I miss him so much, even if I have feelings for Teague. I just wish I could talk to him, and find out what to do. Teague will probably just encourage me to keep testing it on people, but I don't want to.

I pause, and wait for a response.

Mina, Teague is obviously a better match for you then Jared is. Besides, if Jared is gone, why even bother wanting him? Just give him up already. As for the Fae magic? I wouldn't be too worried about it. It always happens when you're just learning how to handle it. Just remain calm, and maybe even talk to Teague. He has experience after all.

I stare at it, and something hits me in the gut. I don't know why, but even though I didn't write it like I thought it, I always assumed Jared was communicating with me through this book. But now? I don't think so.

You're not Jared, are you?

Of course not. Why would I be?

I close my eyes, trying to remain calm. I should've seen this coming.

Who are you?

The Grimorie, just as I said.

But Jared said he was the Grimorie.

No, he was a mere servant to the pitiful book you're writing in. I, on the other hand, am the record keeper that draws the pictures and keeps track of what's happening with it. Care to meet me?

No. It's a simple response, but immidiate.

"Well, too bad." I whip around, and I come face to face with a girl who has red hair in a bun and looks around Jared's age physically. No doubt she's much older, and no doubt she's Fae. She has brown eyes and pinkish skin, and her eyes every now and then let out a pulse of color. "You're a threat to me, Grimm. Therefor, I need you out of the way."

"A-a threat? What on earth are you talking about?" My voice trembles as I eye the door. Could I make it out fast enough?

Even if I could, there's no time to do it. I barely manage to duck down as a pulse of rainbow colors comes flying at me. It misses, splattering and disappearing on the wall. The girl huffs, muttering under her breathe, before raising her voice.

"Mark my words, Grimm. This isn't over. I will make sure that you don't get in the way. And as long as you have the Grimorie, I'll always be able to know where you are." She disappears as quickly as she came.

I stare at the Grimorie, and instincts have me moving before I even register properly what I'm doing. I shove my window open, and my hand flies onto the bed, grabbing the open Grimorie.

Now I'm able to process what I'm doing. The Grimorie isn't helping me now. It's hurting me. So, there's only one thing I can do. I make it into a paper plane, the first flying object I can think of.

Then? I thrust it out the window.

Well, I don't know if that was a smart choice on Mina's part. I guess we'll just have to see as the story goes.

What do you guys think about this mysterious Grimorie girl? And why is Mina a threat to her? I'd love to see your speculations on it.

Also, I'll have to warn you guys that there's only a bit of the story left chapter wise, unless I stretch it. But, there will be a sequel, so you guys may have guessed from that there this book will end in a cliffhanger. So, I wanted to get your opinions on something. Would you rather I get to work on the sequel (another song-based one) or post another fanfiction I have in progress, and work on the sequel after?

~Dagger