Chapter 20

Because waiting for you is like waiting for rain in this drought. Useless and disappointing.

Chapter 20

It was like a scene out of any horror movie. Blood clashed on the walls in human size hand prints.

The hall is empty, all doors locked.

In fact, the whole school is empty. I've never heard it so quiet before.

How can the school be 100 percent vacant? A part of me prayed that it isn't.

That perhaps there is a janitor cleaning some random classroom. At least then, someone would hear my screams.

Everything in me was telling me to turn back, run away. But deep down I know that no matter what, family comes first. I can't risk Soph's life. Not for mine.

I didn't think blood had a scent, but it does. Maybe not from a paper cut, but fresh blood tainted walls do give out a toxic smell.

I wanted to badly to believe that it isn't real. It's all for show. The killer, is just a joke.

When the double doors leading to the library approached, I stopped walking.

I cant do it.

But I have to.

"For Soph," I whisper to myself, then open the door.

I try being very gentle to not make a sound. Maybe I can use the element of surprise.

Not much surprise when they know you're coming.

Before entering, I braced myself for the worst. Piles of bodies, puddles of blood. But there is nothing I could have done to prepare myself for the sight in front of me.

"Greg," I barely get his name out my mouth.

Greg sat on his knees, his hands preoccupied my the limp female in his arms.

Greg's startled face met mine, he looked down at the girl in his arms, then back at me.

It looked like he was conflicted on what to do now.

"G-Greg- You- Your killing her!" I can barely speak, I couldn't believe my eyes.

I could tell from my position the the girl went to my school, and is now dead. There was nothing I could do.

If only I had came a few minutes earlier.

Greg stood up, the body dropping with a thud to the floor.

"Stop." I demand as he walks towards me.

"Rose," He speaks so softly.

"I can explain."

*19 Hours Earlier*

"We need to talk," Hunter repeated when I didn't reply.

I finally just nod in agreement.

"Rose, I don't know what else you want me to do! I'm trying, I'm trying really hard.To change. I'm trying to change for you." Hunter reached out and griped my hand in his.

"I-"

"No, let me talk first. Don't get me wrong, I know I've made many mistakes, especially when we first met. But I am willing to change, maybe not completely, but I'll try to be a better mate."

Hunter wasmn't finished there, he softly squeezed my hand before continuing. I was nearly distracted by the sparks tingling on my fingers.

"That being said, I want you to be my Luna. I want us to be fully mated. I want everyone to know that you're mine, because you are. I'm not perfect, but neither are you. If we both try, I think we can do this."

"Hunter-"

"Oh, and I'll  even forget about all this crap about Greg. I agree, It was very low of me to beat him up like that. If you really believe that he is innocent, then I'll let him be free. So long as he doesn't affect our lives."

"But Greg and I-"

"Are a thing, I know. He's not your mate, Rose. You can't possibly feel more about him than me." Hunter grabbed my other hand as well, his face desperately searching mine.

This time, I didn't bother replying. He wasn't finished yet.

"You don't have to love me, at least not yet, but you do have to accept me."

Perhaps it was the fact that we were in the moment, or that my wolf was aching for Hunter's touch, but I ignored everything rushing through my mind. I went with my gut.

"I accept you, Hunter." Hunter took a sharp intake of a breath before a smile formed on his face.

"But," His smile dropped.

"I need time. I- I can't be the Luna, at least not now. I need to get the though of us, being an us, processed first."

"Yeah, sure, makes sense."

"Step by step?"

"Step by step." He states.

*        *        *

Today I've done many surprising things. For one, I woke up willingly.

Two, I made an effort with looking nice.

And last, I'm at school.

And let me just tell you, I would rather be anywhere but here. However I've made a commitment to graduate, and that will only happen by me actually attending classes.

This morning when I was getting my binders from my locker, I had nearly forgotten my lock combination.

Now I'm sitting in math class, waiting for the bell to ring to dismiss me to lunch.

"Alright class, you can pack up. Don't forget to summit your university applications before the end of the month. There will be no late submissions. Don't miss the dead-line."

I used have my whole future planned out. I wanted to graduate from high school, then go to a school far enough away that I could actually live a peaceful mundane life. My entire childhood was filled with the thoughts of living happy ever after with my mate. However, after seeing the death of my father affect my mother, my thoughts quickly changed.

Sure, loosing someone who isn't your mate hurts. But the pain of loosing someone is intensified nearly 100 percent more. I don't know how my mother even over came her mate's death.

She truly is a strong woman.

"Miss Edwards, the bell has rung."

"Hmm?" I was so caught up in my thoughts that I hadn't realized everyone left the class room.

"Oh, my bad." I slide on my back pack then walk out.

"Bye Mrs. Morgan." I kept walking but turned my back to say bye.

"Oomph!" My body collided with another, the both of us crashing to the ground.

"Whoa Liv, are you okay?"

The girl was pulled up by a boy, and a hand reached out to help me.

Not acknowledging who they are, I take it.

"Rose!" Liv says, surprised.

I almost expected Liv to have a livid face, and yell at me like she did a few fays ago. However, as my eyes met hers, then scanned over Tom followed by Jason, I noticed regret.

"Oh Rose! I am so sorry!"  Liv pulled me into a tight hug, repeating the words, I'm so sorry.

"I umm," I didn't know what to say.

They all sided against me, yelled at me, made me feel weak and embarrassed.

"I don't know what over came me, it's just, my I owe our Alpha everything. When I heard what you said about it, I snapped." Liv let me go, but still gripped my shoulders.

"Oh, please, please tell me you forgive me. Please!" Liv went back to hugging me.

I would honestly forgive her if it meant she would let me go.

"Umm Liv, she can't breathe."

"Oops! I'm sorry!" Liv apologizes again, but thankfully lets me go.

"Come eat with us," Liv began dragging me down the hall by my hand.

Was she always this... touchy?

"Umm Liv, you do know she hasn't accepted you apology yet, she probably wants to bash your head."

Liv gave a death glare at Jason for his comment, but listened by letting my hand go.

"Look, I get it. It was all just one bad situation.I forgive you, but I don't think I can go back to being all jolly and gossiping."

"I totally understand! I'm so sorry, again. Come sit with us for lunch at least, it's not healthy to eat in the bathroom."

"I do not eat in the bathroom!" I look away guilty.

"Score," Tom mutters to Liv.

"Oh no! I'm making you hate me even more, I'm so sorry Rose!"

"How about this, I'll sit with you guys if you promise not to apologize anymore."

"Okay, I'm s- never mind."

They all started walking towards the cafeteria, Tom teasing Jason the whole way.

As they all sat down, I sat beside Jason, Tom across from me and Liv beside him.

Tom said something about Jason trying to make him jealous.

"So, how long have you guys been dating for?" I ask innocently.

"We are not dating! For the love of god, Jason's been dating some girl for 6 months." Tom spits out, he's cheeks tainted pink.

I laugh, "You do sound jealous."

It seemed weird to got back into it. Teasing and having fun. It feels like years since I've been back in this position.

Mid-way through lunch, Tom mentions that we have a quiz in geography. With this information, I excuse myself to go study in the library.

Contrary to my words, I ended up going to my locker instead. I guess I'll just have to think on the top of my head for the quiz.

It's just Geography, I remind my self.

I don't even know why I took it again. I guess I just assumed I would be traveling one day, so it would be good to know where to go. Although I doubt my knowledge on permafrost and urban patterns will help me much in the traveling department.

Oh well.

Walking into the class, I notice I am the only one here. Even the teachers gone, the door, however, is wide open.

"Go right ahead," A voice called out from the back of the classroom. My teacher was busy looking through shelved of books.

I was about to ask him for help, but decided against it. Maybe I can get a little review in.

*        *        *

When gym finished, I was sure I was the last one there.

I have no rush to get home. I even volunteered to put away the equipment from the day.

By the time I entered the change rooms, everyone had left. I take my time changing back into my regular clothes.

My feet ached from my previous workout as I walk to my locker.

It's crazy how quiet the halls are. No human in sight. No aliens either.

I couldn't have taken that long.

Distracted by the loneliness of the school, I passed my locker.

Once I realized what happened, I rushed back.

That can't be it.

On my locker was a sticky note. A bright yellow one with Sharpe writing on it.

Come to the library, don't bring your mister. Ignore my note and I'll kill your sister.

My first reaction was too look around me. I felt as if I was being watched.

So, I put my life on the line by going to the library, or I let the creep kill my sister.

No one hurts Soph.

I decide I'm not going to act scared and like a coward. I'm going to barge into that library and demand answers.

And if there is a person with a working saw, then I guess I'll run as fast as I can.

The closer I walked to the library, the more the fear started to affect me.

*        *        *

"I can explain."

"Oh, I'm sure you can. I can't believe this. Y-you just killed that innocent girl. What did she ever do to you! Huh?"

"No, it's not like that. She was already dying when I came. I-I didn't kill her."

"I don't believe you." My heart was breaking with each word I spoke.

"I was framed, Rose, you have to believe me. I would never, never kill anyone. "

When I looked at him, I didn't know how act. So Instead, I wiped all expression from my face and stared at him with cold eyes.

"Come on Rose, I would never hurt anyone. You know I wouldn't."

"How am I supposed to believe you, when I  just saw you with a dead girl in your arms."

"Listen to me, I was set up. I got a note to meet you in here, I assumed it was from you. When I walked in- I - I saw this girl. She was choking on the floor. There was blood everywhere. She had a gash on her stomach."

"Someone would have heard. Why didn't anyone else come in?"

"I don't know, Rose. I begged for someone to come and help me, but no one did. I couldn't find any help."

"Why didn't you call 911?" It just didn't add up.

"I left my phone in the car."

"Why did you use the libraries?"

"There was no use! She was already on the verge of death. The stab was fatal."

"Oh, so you're a doctor now?"

"N-No but I didn't kill her. You have to believe me."

"See, you keep saying that, but you're not proving it." Greg had no words left. But I do.

"I can't believe you, I trusted you. I defended you. I told everyone you were innocent. They all called me crazy for standing up for a criminal, and now I realize they're right."

"Don't say that."

"You were my first boyfriend, my first date, I actually risked my life for you. I did so much for you, and this is how you repay me? By threatening me by stupid notes." A part of me, fear, reminded me that I probably should be yelling at the person who can mercilessly kill me.

"What? Rose what are you talking about? Don't you see? This wasn't me. I was framed. Someone wants us apart and they're willing to do anything about it. It's probably Hunter."

Anger rose within me, although I was already angry.

"I can't believe you right now, are you really going to blame this on Hunter? If this is Hunter's doing, then where is he? Right. It's just you, me and a dead body."

"This wasn't me, Rose! I'm telling you the truth. You know me. You love me." Greg reached out for me, but I stumbled back just in time to miss him.

Once he saw I didn't want him near me, he stopped trying.

"I loved you. I loved Greg. You- you can't be Greg. Greg is not a monster!" I shout, tears spilling from my eyes.

I can't even remember when I started crying.

I was out of breath. Greg is the killer. He always was, yet I was too dense to accept the possibility.

Everything, everyone, was pointing to him. It all makes sense now.

I felt sick to my stomach.

I had defended that condemnable waste of a wolf.

My head kept rushing to every memory I shared with Greg. His name alone brought bile to my mouth.

Everyone was right. Hunter was right.

Greg is the real monster.

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