Under the Blood Moon, Jenny Garcia [readict books txt] 📗

come here. I hear the door knob turn and he walks into the room. I get the smell of fresh roses. I can’t believe that he thinks that roses are going to fix this. “Niki… are you awake?” his voice is shaking and I can tell he is nervous. Which he should be “What do you want Derek?” I snap at him. “I want to apologies for everything that I put you through last night. I was an asshole and I am so sorry. I should have never of taken that girl to the dance. I made a mistake and I am so sorry.” I roll over to look at him and I can see that he has been crying for hours. I feel nothing for him anymore. All I want is for him to get out of my room. “Derek, I don’t forgive you and I never will. Now get the fuck out of my room before I call my dad in here and explain to him what you did. I am sure that he will not appreciate how you have been treating his daughter. He never really liked you anyway and now I know why.” He looks to the floor and I can see tears falling to the ground. He tosses the roses on a table and comes to kneel by my bed. “Niki please, please forgive me. I can’t live my life without you.” Begging me he reaches to touch my hand and I lose control “GET THE FUCK OUT! DON’T TOUCH ME! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU! DAD! DAD! DAD!” screaming at the top of my lungs Derek’s face turns white and he tried to calm me down. I hear the heavy foot step of my father and he bursts in the door. “Derek what did you do! We told you to stay the fuck away from her!” He grabs Derek by the back of the neck and throws him out of my room. I can’t control myself anymore. I keep screaming and thrashing in my bed. “Nurse!” I hear my dad scream out and the nurses run into the room. I can’t stop. Rage has taken over every part of my body. Something has taken over me and I feel the back of my neck begin to burn again. Four nurses are attempting to restrain me, one on each arm and leg. I continue to break free from them. My mother is watching in the corner with tears falling like rain. Finally I feel a sting on my arm and my whole body starts to feel warm. The rage retreats and the burning on the back of my neck subside. The dose they have given me must me much stronger then the last because I fall into an uncontrollable sleep.

 

            I hear the faint sound of my mother whispering to my father. I can’t open my eyes and my body is limp. I guess the drugs are starting to wear off.

“James, how the hell did she find her? We have spent her entire life protecting her from this and now it’s too late. What the hell are we going to do now? There has to be a way to reverse this.” My father lets out a worried sigh. “We have no choice James, we have to call her.” I lose consciousness again and fall back into a deep sleep.

 

I explained myself over and over but still no one believed my story. They all thought I was crazy. I was starting to believe I was. How could it have possibly seen a werewolf? I wanted out of the hospital and I realized I was going to have to lie to get out. The last meeting I had with my Doctor I said that it must have been a dream and told him what happened with Derek. He decided that the 'dream' was created due to the emotional stress I encountered that night. I didn't care what he thought I just wanted out of there. I kept having the faint memory of my mother and father talking in my room. I can’t remember what they were talking about, but I do remember that Mother was worried and something was wrong. If they hadn’t pumped me with so much medication I would be able to remember.

Chapter 3

 

We got what we needed from the Grocery store and started to head back to the Lake House. The thoughts of Derek were running through my mind and my heart began to feel the breaking pain again. I don't want to ever be in love again. Love isn’t real. There is no such thing as true love and after Derek I never looked again. My mother always tried to tell me that I was young and heart breaks are going to come and go. She wanted me to give it time before I wrote off being in love forever. I know I am young but if this is how love it, why would anyone want to do it? I don’t understand.

 

We pull back into the driveway and then I remember that Travis is there. Not wanting to feel anything for him. I rush into the house and into my room and lock the door. I don’t want to think about Derek anymore. It just makes me angry and hurt. I have given enough thought to what happened and I don’t it doesn’t deserve anymore. I lay down on my stomach and burry my face into my pillow. I can feel wetness on the pillow and I realize I am crying. Anger fills me from top to bottom. Why am I still letting what Derek did affect me? It’s not like he cares what happened. I hear footsteps coming down the hall and they are getting closer to my room. I am hoping that they stop and turn around. I don’t want to talk to anyone right now. I just want to be alone.

 

            I hear a soft knock on the door. "Who is it?" I respond annoyed "Its Mom. Can I come in please?" I really don't want to talk with her right now. "Mom I am really not feeling well. I am trying to go to sleep."

"Ok Honey, well dinner is in an hour I’ll come and get you when it's done." I can hear the disappointment in her voice. I wait to hear her footsteps get further from my door. I roll over to my back and let out a long sigh. I don’t like to hurt her feelings but every time she wants to talk to me she always brings up my mental break down in the hospital. She can tell when I am thinking about it. It seems like every time I do she is at my side begging me to open up to her. I have tried to tell her things before and it always ends badly. I looked over to my window and see the trees swaying in the breeze. Leaves are dancing down from the trees and landing gently on the ground. Birds are flying from branch to branch singing their sweat songs to one another. Everything looks so beautiful and calm. I need to get out of here. Throwing the window open I grab my jacket and jump out the window. I love to hear the crunching of the leaves under my feet. I need to calm my mind and recharge my soul. The memories are haunting me and making me relive the pain of that night. I don’t know why Derek’s actions are still affecting me. I have tried so many times to remind my heart that it’s not broken anymore but even my heart knows better. Not only was that the night that Derek broke my heart and my ridiculous obsession with love, but it’s the night I was attacked. That night is the most confusing memory I have. I don’t know whether I should continue to believe what I saw or believe that I made it up. Maybe the doctor was right. Maybe it was just a dream. Could it really have been something that I made up to deal with what happened with Derek? It felt so real though. I can still remember the crushing weight of her paw on my chest and the emerald mist filling my soul. I try to focus on the cool breeze that is running through my hair. The smell of sweet flowers and fresh grass fill my nose. I take a deep breath and let it fill my senses. I love the outdoors. It’s so calming to me. I start to walk out of the forest and towards the shoreline. I need to feel some sand between my toes. I make it to the shore and slip my tennis shoes off. I toss them to the side and feel the cold sand my feet and it feels divine. I lay flat on my back, close my eyes and let the sun warm my face. Breathing in deeply trying to calm my mind and find some peace from these haunting memories. I run my hands through the sand feeling the small pieces of leaves that have fallen from the trees. Travis enters my mind and finally I feel the sweep of relief through my body. For some reason I miss him. I haven’t seen him in a few hours and I have been avoiding him at all cost. Maybe I need to stop fighting these feelings for him. I don’t want to be in love with him but I can at least accept him as a friend. I could use one right now. He has been nothing but nice to me, even though his cockiness is annoying. The sun is suddenly blocked from my face and I get the sweet smell of Travis.

 

“Speak of the devil” I say under my breath low enough so he can’t hear me. I hear him sit by me on the soft sand. “Were you thinking about me?” he says sarcastically. “No, why would I be thinking of you?” I snap back.

 

“Well I heard you say ‘speak of the devil’, so I was assuming you were thinking about me. I have been thinking of you all day.” My stomach starts doing flips after hearing this. He was thinking about me? I can’t stop my face from turning tomato red. “How could you have possibly heard me say that? I whispered it.” I place my hand over my eyes to block the sun and see his face. He gives me his classic wink and says “Babe I have great hearing.” I take my hand down and close my eyes “Don’t call me Babe, I’m not your Babe.” He giggles “Not yet but you will be.” I sit up instantly “What is that supposed to mean? You think that you can just make me your just cause you want to? I am not that kind of girl Travis.” He puts his hand over mine and I feel the familiar pulse of desire. “Relax Niki you need to loosen up.” I rip my hand out from under his the last think I want is to have any desire for him. I don’t know why I thought I