Behind The Scars
Author's note: My friend and I got bored and started writing this story. I wrote Aria's chapters and my friend... Show full author's note »
RosalineWalking back in from the balcony I went over to sit on the bed next to Aria.
“Well I suppose we came to an agreement Aria. Damon is going to live with us and help protect you. If you do fall in love with him then the arranged marriage is back on!” I announced the last sentence excitedly, but Aria’s dull eyes showed no interest in Damon. “However, we will be moving to the safe house though.”
“Where will that be?” my daughter asked bitterly.
“The Forest of
“When do we leave then mother?” Aria sighed
“As soon as you two are packed and ready.” Damon cut in. I then left the two of them in Aria’s room and headed down the white hallway. My black heels clicking on the marble floor. God I need to put my converse on. I thought as I entered my room. The color scheme resembled that of the Earth element. I went straight to my closet to pack. After about twenty minutes I finished packing and dragged my suit cases downstairs. I sat on the bottom of the black metal staircase waiting for them. All was quiet, and then the sound of shattering glass hit my ears and the strong horrid scent of hatred could be detected. They’re here! I mentally yelled at myself while getting to my feet.
“Aria! Damon! We have to go! They’re here!!!” my voice was filled with panic. Almost instantly they came racing down the stairs. I closed my eyes and focused at the task at hand: teleporting the three of us to the safe house. I felt a tingling sensation run through my body and soon the three of us were standing in front of a giant set of oak doors. “Well here’s the house. C’mon lets go inside and get settled.” they followed me through the doors and gaped at the silver hallway. “Aria, don’t ever get blood in this hallway” I hissed. It was important to me, I remembered when Micah was working on this hallway and gave it as an anniversary gift. He presented it and said ‘If the economy ever gets really bad, just sell this hall.’ Of coarse it was a joke, I would never give away any gift from Micah because that was all I had left of him.
“Okay mom.” Aria sighed.
“Well my room is down on the left, and you guys have a room upstairs.”
“Wait, we have the same room?” Aria asked, her jaw dropping.
“Yeah.” I replied, “Well I have a migraine so I’m going to bed. Good night guys.” I headed down the hallway to my room. Opening the black oak door the scene opened to a black and red Victorian style room with a large four poster bed. Wow I haven’t been in this room in forever, I thought to myself. I brought out my blue silk nightgown and slipped into it before shutting off the light and getting under the soft down comforter. I then rapidly drifted off to sleep. If only it were a peaceful one. Flashes of Micah dying started playing like a movie reel. Then a flash of dark red eyes staring deep into my soul. I woke-up screaming for what happened next.