Forbidden Love, D M Broadfield [best romance ebooks .TXT] 📗

sympathy for my pain.
“Don’t worry, Yas wasn’t at school, he left when he noticed you wasn’t there,” he said, with a dead tone, as if he didn’t want to discuss this.
I knew he only told me to ease my pain, Gareth was tough, and in many ways he was my protector, I knew he didn’t like seeing me hurt.
My heart skipped I felt sudden relief that the council never managed to wipe his mind, but I still felt a pang of nervousness, I still had to tell him I was a Vampire.
I watched Gareth nervously as he drank his blood, I didn’t even comment on him as he viscously tore the bad open with his teeth. After a few moments he turned to me, his eyebrows pulled down and he crossed his arms across his chest.
“What?” he asked, he was clearly agitated.
“Did you speak to Yas?” my voice was almost a whisper. He sighed and turned away from me, discarding his empty blood bag in to the bin.
“No, I didn’t, and I don’t intend to Carrie, your forgetting that you are my sister, I know what happens, father told me, in graphic detail about you impending death if you date Yas. So of course I haven’t spoken to him, it takes all my energy to stop myself from taking him out the picture now and saving us all.”
I froze at his words, I knew he was angry and worried but I had no idea that he wanted to kill Yas.
“You mustn’t Gareth, you don’t understand, you can’t hurt him Gareth, if you killed him it will kill me!”I began to get hysterical, I felt my body shake, everything seemed out my control, my body, my feelings and my love for Yas, did no one understand the depths I felt for him.
“It makes no difference anyway, I can’t touch him, not that it would stop me if he tried anything with you again, you’re my sister and I want you to survive!”
They were his last words as he stormed out the kitchen.
I no longer felt hungry I felt sick to my stomach, no matter which way I turned things were falling apart, I threw my sandwich in the bin and headed upstairs, I needed to be alone.
As I walked up the last few steps I heard my phone vibrate from my room, another text message, my heart leapt to my throat with the hope it was Yas.
I sped to my room and grabbed my phone to read the test.
“Carrie phone me urgently, I need to hear your voice, I need to know you’re safe” it was from Yas, with my heart palpating I rang him back instantly. I didn’t even hear the other end ring out; he seemed to answer immediately,
“Carrie, baby?” he said we some urgency
“oh Yas, I have been wanting to speak to all day,”
I was instantly relived, my heart slowed down to a normal pace, my body relaxed with each breath of his I heard, it was amazing how my body reacted to his voice, soothed almost.
“Why weren’t you at school? I have been worried sick, are you ill?” he asked, his voice was thick with worry and deep concern.
“I can’t explain over the phone, I need to see you, but it’s going to be difficult, I’m kind of under house arrest,” I explained briefly.
I didn’t want to tell him over the phone and he deserved much better than that.
He stalled for a minute taking in the new information, his voiced seemed darker now with a hint of menace “I’m coming to get you!”
“No no! You can’t Yas! You don’t understand they are doing it for our safety, look I can’t explain over the phone can you meet me in thirty minutes by our shelter?” I answered with new fresh waves of panic.
I was scared in case he turned up here, I couldn’t protect him from my brother, and Gareth wanted him dead.
When he answered he seemed confused but just as eager to see me as I him, “yeah, sure no problem I will be there, and Carrie, I just wanted to say, I missed you and I love you.” Then he hung up.
I had thirty minutes to plan my escape, one way to keep my brother out my room was my bathing, so I shouted down to my mother who was still busy typing in her study.
“Mom! I’m going for a quick bath; do you want me to do anything before I jump in?”
After a few seconds, I heard her reply, “No thank you, honey.”
Great all I needed to do now was set the scene.
I knew Gareth would have heard my phone ring, so I went back into my bedroom, and turned my stereo on low and walked to my bathroom.
I turned the shower on and left the door to my bathroom open, I knew the sound of the water would be heard from my bedroom door, this would stop both father and Gareth entering.
I carefully and quietly opened my bedroom window, and jumped down, luckily again it seemed no one had noticed.
I couldn’t sprint to the park bridge as I did last night the day was still to light and no doubt the mortals would find it weird to see me sprint so fast.
So I walked as fast as I could to the park.
I finally got to the park; my heart was racing, my nerves getting the better of me.
Yas had beaten me, and he was leaning up a tree looking just as nervous as I felt. As soon as he saw me, he came running over to me, he stopped just a few steps away, and looked me up and down as if he was checking that I was ok.
Then, finally he took them last few steps in one stride and flung his arms around me and held me in a tight hug as he softly kissed my neck. I took a deep breath inhaling his scent. I didn’t know if this would be the last time I would be able to hold him in my arms.
My nerves subsided a little with him there, it was amazing how my body reacted to him, as if it knew it had lost part of itself and was only at ease when we was united like this.
He looked down at me, deep concern in his eyes, I knew I had to tell him now, but I wasn’t sure where to start.
I took a deep breath, briefly noticing the sweet taste of his scent.
“Can we find somewhere private, so we can talk openingly?” I asked my voiced stuttered and sounded weak.
His eyebrows pulled together and I saw his throat dip as he swallowed, I was making more nervous than I should have, I gave him a warm smile hoping that I could calm him down.
He lead me to a small bench that was sheltered by a willow tree, you could see the perfect pebble beach from where we sat, the air was damp and the rain started to drizzle down.
I turned my body towards him, holding his hand; I took a deep breath to settle myself.
“You are shaking, Carrie, what’s wrong?” he held my hands tighter, his long warm fingers dug in to my soft skin.
I looked up at him, his eyes blue and deep as the ocean, and full of wonder. I took another deep breath and said as calmly as I could, “Yas, there’s some things you need to know about me, and before I explain, I want you to know, that I love you more than life itself, you are my only reason to carry on,”
He looked at me confused “ok, go on.” He replied slowly still staring with concern in his eyes.
“Ok.... I know what you are......you’re a Were wolf,”
He looked startled and a little taken back, his eyebrows pulled down even further “how do you know this?”
He must have thought there was no point in denying, I looked away, no longer could I look into his eyes, and I didn’t want to see the rejection.
“I had a premonition last night Yas, I saw your death and mine... two part bloods killed you, and there was nothing I could have done to save you,” I looked back briefly, his face full of pain, I could see his mind working, the cogs moving as he slowly seemed to understand.
He released my hand and jumped up from the bench, trembling
“No, you can’t be I would have known!”
My heart broke instantly I could see the disgust in his eyes, the way he looked down at me, made my heart splinter into tiny strands of broken glass, each one slicing my insides as it crumpled. I couldn’t control the tears that escaped my eyes, betraying me.
I didn’t want to breakdown and look weak and pathetic; I wanted to be strong. But I couldn’t fight the pain, it was just too strong, I had tried to prepare myself for this, but I never anticipated the strength of the rejection in his eyes.
I lowered my head in shame and whispered “yes Yas, I am a pureblood Vampire,”
I got up and walked slowly away from him, giving him a moment to digest that bit of information. I knew from his reaction that he didn’t want me.
After a few moments of awkward silence I felt his hands on my shoulders, a brief moment of relief flooded through me, melting the ice splinters.
“Tell me about the premonition,” he said we urgency, his expression confused me.
I explained the best I could, trying not to go into so much detail, I still had a strong conviction to protect him. I watched as he lowered himself back down on the bench, he rested his head in his hands; he seemed to have aged before my eyes.
He no longer looked youthful and full of life, his face and eyes were full of worry and deep concern and more worryingly, Fear. He raised his head slowly as he if was deliberating what to say, he took a short deep breath and then said “I can’t be with you any more, Carrie, as much as this hurts us, it’s for our own good,”
That brief moment I had of relief, vanished in that instant, I knew he was going to say this, but it knocked me, with such force, it felt like my insides disintegrated.
“No Yas! We can work this out, if we took precautions, do things differently it could work,” my words broke at the very end, I knew it was a wasted effort; I could see that over his face.
I tried to reach for him, but he was quicker than me, he dodged my hold, and that hurt more than the words themselves.
He began to tremble, and this caused fear to run down my spine, it reminded me of his mother from my premonition.
“Yas, calm down, please listen to me, nothing’s changed, I love you,” I pleaded between the sobs.
He eyes, changed I could see the pain; I knew this was killing him just as much as me. The pain and fear of losing him was more potent than the fear and pain I felt in my premonition and I was sure nothing on this earth could do more damage than this.
He was opening his mouth to say something, when I sensed we weren’t alone, as I turned Gareth sprinted towards us.
His face full of rage and hatred “You, bastard, keep away from her!”
I put myself in between them both of them. If Gareth wanted to get to