Love and War by Britta Irene (black books to read .TXT) 📕
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“Hey, KyKy.” He said.
“Oh. Hey Ryan. Listen, about the stuff you heard today…” I started telling him.
“Do you really think that I was a human? I must be a really good actor…” he said with a goofy grin.
“What?” I asked him, shocked. I knew that I had heard the term ‘bloodsucker’ earlier, but I thought that I was just making things up. Ryan glanced around the lobby, making sure that we were alone.
“I’ll tell you in the elevator. Besides, if guys see you, they are just going to get curious.” I had forgotten that I was wearing my girl clothes.
He held the elevator for me, after some guys got off. Ryan was right; they all looked at me hungrily. Pigs.
Once the elevator was closed, I looked at him expectantly.
“I am not human. Neither is Dakota or Timmy. We are half breeds. Half vampire half wizard.” He told me, searching my eyes. For what, I don’t know. If it was for fear, well I am used to being told that the people around me are not human, but a creature that I thought was mythical. When I voiced this aloud, he visibly relaxed.
“Good. I was kind of hoping that you would not freak. I kind of like having you as a friend. So does Timmy and Dakota.” He said.
“I really like you guys too. But I have a question. It seemed like everyone was on awe of my parents. Why?” I asked, truly confused. He chuckled.
“Your parents have great power. No one really knows what they are, but they themselves. If they wanted to, they could collapse the whole Mystiq Kingdom. At one point they almost did, but they apparently decided that it would be better to keep you guys alive. Not that I am not glad that they did, it is just no one knew you existed.” He said, trying to cover up his tracks. I was not paying attention to that anyway.
“What is the Mystiq Kingdom?” I asked him, utterly confused.
“It is who we belong to. We are all, uh, servants to the Kingdom. There is a King, a Queen, and supposedly a son, but no one has seen him before. Perhaps he was hidden like you and Kyle were, to keep you alive.” He said.
“Does the Kingdom rule over all mythical creatures?” I asked him. I was learning so much today.
“Yes. But, they aren’t mythical; in fact they are very much real. The Kingdom rules over everybody who is not mortal. Under the Kingdom, there is Parlors. There is a Parlor in charge of each Kingdom. One for Vampires, Werewolves, Wizards, Witches, Mermaids, Demons, Angels.” He said.
“I thought God is over Angels.” I asked, confused.
“He is. He is over all. Mortals and creatures alike. He created it. But, sadly, some of the Parlors do not believe He deserves to be in power. There is a war going on.” He said, looking sad.
“God will win.” I said, triumphantly.
“Yes, but some people are too stupid to see that in the end they will fail.” He said sadly. By now, we were at my floor.
“Listen, if you have any questions, come and find me. I would love to answer them.” He said. I nodded, gave him a hug, and went to my room, where I know there would be an uncomfortable talk.
Chapter Eleven.
I stood outside of our door and took a deep breath.
“If you are here for James, he just left. But, I can give you what he was going to give you, but even better.” A voice called out to me to the left. I turned and saw a really hot guy. I had seen him around, but I had never been this close to him. He had blonde hair and blue green eyes that glistened like jewels. He was tall and tan. He was very very hot.
“How do you know I am looking for James?” I asked him, putting my hands on my hips.
“Well, beautiful, there is a different girl standing where you are every week. Sometimes multiple times a week. But the funny thing is, it is always a different girl. I never have once seen one girl multiple times.” He said. He looked at me funny. Pity. I realized that he pitied me.
“Well, I hear that it has been a while since someone has shown up on his door. He has a girlfriend.” I said, smugly. Okay, I admit that I was also testing him.
“That is where he lied, sweet. You see, he always tells her that they will see each other all the time, and start a relationship. But he, like most guys, only want one thing. In fact, just yesterday I saw a girl standing where you are.” He said. He was studying me closely.
“That’s impossible. I was practically with him all day.” I told him.
“No you weren’t. He was in class. Just like everyone else. And believe me, I would have been the first to know if a girl was sitting in a classroom.” If he only knew…
“I think Blade would have told me.” I said. He nodded.
“Blade is a faithful one. I think that he disapproves of James and all his girls. Yes, he brings one in every now and then, but not constantly, like James. Besides, Blade was not here all day. In fact, I remember him coming up with piercings and a tattoo. He went and got those yesterday. It was when he was gone that she showed up.” He looked sad now, and uncomfortable. This isn’t true. It can’t be.
“What did she look like?” I asked while closing me eyes.
“Do you really want to know that?” he asked. I shook my head no. this guy was good.
“Look, I think it looks like you need a friend. Come with me, and we can go get coffee and chocolate and do whatever the hell you want.” I was really starting to like him.
I nodded, still not wanting to believe what I was hearing.
“I’m Tristan by the way. You are?” he asked.
“Kyla.” I answered him. He smiled at me, and took my arm in his. It was then I busted into tears. James had accused me of cheating. Pot calling kettle black much?
The pain I had felt earlier had been numbing, but it was back now. Tristan put his arm around me, and just held me. This might sound crazy, but he numbed the pain some. It was like when I was with him, it was sucked right out of me.
As we were walking out, I saw James. What Tristan had told me was true. Because, getting out of his car was the sluttiest looking girl ever. And what did she do? Why, she threw herself all over James. And he did not even push her off, or try to. He wrapped his arm around her and headed towards the doors. Tristan must have known what I was thinking, because his grip on me tightened. I felt the tears escape again.
James looked over and caught my eye. He looked hurt, but then his facial expressions got hard. He turned and started having a make out session with Ms. Slut. It was so painful. I was full out sobbing. Tristan stopped walking, and just pulled me into his arms. I buried my face in his neck saying ‘it's not fair, it’s not fair’ over and over again. I thought that it was all better between the two of us now. I thought that we had settled all our differences.
Tristan picked me up and carried me to his car, me still sobbing like a baby. James had a look of regret in his eyes, but I wouldn’t know for sure. If I would have looked harder, I would have ran up to him and jumped into his arms. Yes, even through all of this pain, I still loved him. And I hated myself for it.
We drove in silence. Well, I was as silent as I could be, blowing my nose and sobbing. I was so glad I had met Tristan. I wonder what would have happened if I hadn’t. What would I have done of James walked through the door with that girl? What would he have done? At least with Tristan, I had an escape. I know this is terrible, but that is all I see him as. An escape from reality.
“So, where do you want to go?” he asked me softly. I shrugged. I really didn’t feel like going anywhere. I just wanted to curl up into a ball, and stay there forever.
“I can tell you don’t feel like being in public. My brother has an apartment not too far from here. He moved in with his fiancée, so he doesn’t live there anymore. We can go there?” he offered.
“That would be great.” I said hoarsely.
We pulled into an apartment complex. The place was adorable. It was small, but it had a homey feel to it. I loved it. Tristan helped me to the coach, and I sat down. He sat next me and I thought ‘what the heck?’ and lay down so my head was in his lap. He stroked my hair comfortingly. It was exactly what I needed. We watched movie after movie until we couldn’t keep our eyes open anymore. He turned the television off, and put me on a bed, and started making his way to the couch.
“No, please stay. I need you.” I told him. He smiled sympathetically at me, and took off his shoes and jacket and lay down beside me. I curled up into his open arms and fell asleep quickly. I just wish that my dreams had been pleasant.
I was standing in on a boat… in… Italy? It sure looked like it. Venice, I think. I felt somebody take my hand, and I saw that it was Bazil.
“Hey Baby girl. I just wanted to make sure that you were okay. You didn’t seem perky like you usually do.” She said. I just love my mom.
“Well, currently am asleep in the arms of some guy I just met.
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