Love Is No Fairy Tale, Olivia W [crime books to read .TXT] 📗

that's how a fire felt once being but out. Or maybe that's how the object felt. I set my coffee by a tree and took a few shots of the forest. Only if I could find a deer. I sucked the inside of my cheeks and held my breath. Quiet. No birds. I felt the weird feeling when someone's watching you. I looked around but there was no one. Just an endless white and trees. I heard breathing and turned around a man stood staring at me. He was breathing so fast and he was so pale his eyes were red not like blood shot but his pupils. “Um..” he stared at me. “Fairy” he whispers. I backed away. “Come here” I shook my head like a 5 year old. “Im sorry..” he stared at me. Why wasn't he blinking? “Come here.. I won't hurt you” he smiled as if he found it amusing. I heard a snap and a growl. I turned and Blue was right there with the brown wolf that had ran for the white wolf on the day of the hunt. Fear fell on the man as Blue lips curled showing his pink gums with a snarl. The brown wolf stood calmly on the other side of me. “Jess!” I turned as the brown wolf was knocked over knocking me over. The brown wolf whimpered as another man attacked. I dont know how but he did. Everything happened so fast. Nick was there then shadow was ripping the man off of the brown wolf Blue stood above his eyes never leaving the man before. Whimpers and snarls barks and howls all filled my ears at once. The man in front of me was mauled by two gray wolves and then a redish one. I crawled forward but Blue snarled grabbing my shoulder between his jaws. I could feel his breath against my ear. A man's yell of agony filled the air and all was quiet. The man that attacked the brown wolf laid ripped into against a tree. The man that was here before laid in a pile of flesh and blood coating the packs muzzles. They all glanced at me but I turned my attention to the brown wolf there was a gash in his side as he stood. I pushed myself out of the snow my hands numb. I glanced at the wound how is he still standing? There were other questions running through my mind but I focused everything on this wolf. I grabbed a handful of snow and  pressed it against the wound. He growled lightly nipping at my face but giving it a lick. I glanced at Nicks ripped clothes. I grabbed a piece of the flannel. Shadow nudge me with his head. “Nick?” his eyes dilated and just as I thought he would nuzzle me, I thought he might lick my face but instead I saw him run away, the pack following. The only one to look back was Blue but he two disappeared into the unknown. The week passed and so far I have three lists. things I hate in Maine Things I love in Maine Things I've learned and Things I never expected.

Under The list of things I hate about Maine we have

Barely any sun Not being able to even tell what season it is Stacy. Mr Blake. Nick?

Under the list of what I love about maine we have

 

Sara Amber Nick my boyfriend? Justin...for just being him. My camera Wolves Isabel???

I couldn't really understand why I added him to the list and I still can't think of an Answer.

What I've learned in Maine

Werewolves exist Vampires exist Vampires have creators Friendship actually exist for me Love exists for me?

6.I like hugs

I like snow Nick has seen me in my bra and underwear without me even knowing.

 

Things I never expected.

 

Having a real friend Make out with a guy Get a boyfriend? To love Sara To like living here Be attacked by a vampire Run into werewolves

I shut my notebook and pushed it under my bed. I didn't know what to make of what happened last week. With Nick..with Blue...with those..vampires. Sara has kept me home sense then, she says I need to rest. I don’t want to rest. That's the last of my concerns..where's Nick? I don’t know whether i should be looking for him or if I should stay here and be mad. I tried calling him which seemed to be the hundredth time. My call went straight to voicemail and I left one. “Nick...I’ve lost track of how many times I’ve called you now. You left...you left without an explanation of saying goodbye….I love you...but then again what do I really know…” I hung up not having anything more to say that I haven't said already. I’ve never thought twice about a boy...or really cared like this. It was nauseating...annoying. My phone buzzed and I looked down with half hope of it being him, no, just Amber. I was glad though, I was glad she called me regularly to check in with me, unlike Isabelle because we're not the best of pals. “Hey Amber”

“Hey bestie! Are you awake? Showered? Or dressed?”

“I could use a shower but why are you asking?”

“For the Willowdale FALL FESTIVAL!!! It's tomorrow so we're going to help out of the rest of the decorations and stuff and trust me there's a lot. Please say you’ll do it?” I sigh. Of course I didn’t want to do it sense I already was cozy in my bed but it sounded interesting and I have to admit I don’t know much of this town..or maybe I do.

“Fine. Be here by 2:30”

“Ok! This is gonna be great” the line went dead and I tossed my phone away. Pushing myself off then bed I went ahead and took a long shower letting my thoughts slip through the drain, I imagined it..but I Wasn’t sure if it was working..and I didn’t really want to check. When Amber arrived she was dressed in a pair of jeans a oranch like wool sweater and her red hair were in to dutch braids. I Wore a simple pair of black leggings and a black shirt with a red flannel over it, my hair dried, and in a messy bun. “So Sara’s letting you go?”

“I don’t know, I sent her a text”

“That's good, the fall festivals a pretty big thing that she even helps out, come on she needs us”

Who?” I ask walking toward the passenger seat. “Mrs Lee, she's the host of it every year” I nod climbing in and shutting the door. We talked on the way there singing to music, talking about what Amber had to fill me in on and even laughing. When we arrived to the the festival grounds most of it was finished but there were still people running around moving boxes or standing on ladders. It looked just like your average fair only fall themed.

I followed Amber through the arch that seemed to be missing a banner and followed her past the games and food. It was nice touch to add a bunch of leaves but I felt bad for all the people that would have to rake them up after. We found Mrs lee a plump women with too short of a bob to match. “Hi Amber I was wondering when I’d see you” Mrs Lee smiled a friendly smile at me and I opened my mouth to introduce myself but Amber beat me to it. “This is my best friend Amanda, I dragged her here to help out”

“We can always need as much help as we get, why dont you girls start with these” she walked around a table and pulled off a lid to a blue bin, pulling out tangled lights. “There all white lights some of them might be dead but there's enough to hang around places that look like they need em” Amber I nodded and Mrs Lee waddled away with her clipboard. We got started on the lights, untangling them, plugging them into a nearby outlet to see if they worked and finally carried them in there original bin to go hang them up. It wasn't tell we were in the middle of hanging up the last one, mean standing on a chair that we saw Sara with Justin at her side. “Hi Sara!” Amber said happily. Sara smiled at her and looked up me with a different look. Concern? Or a look indicating that she was trying to read my mind.

“Were almost done with the lights. How long have you guys been here?”

I looked at Justin back to my grandmother wondering if something important had happened. “We've been here for about an hour now, I’m usually more help but I've just been so busy. I brought Justin with me though” Justin blew his bangs out of his face keeping his hands in his pockets. He smiled slightly, looking up at me. I smiled in return and grabbed the pin Amber was holding for me to pin up the last side of the lights. I jumped off the chair and looked at it to see just how even there were and they were even enough. “Are you going to the festival tomorrow?” I ask Justin, leaning against the balloon blast game. “Are you going?”

I shrugged. “I've helped so I guess going isn't such a bad thing, and being involved with something in this town has to count for something” Amber hugged me. “You aren’t wrong, there's still so much history we have to teach you”

I leaned my head into her shoulder. “Like what? The mysterious murders?”

Sara was sitting in the chair keeping quiet but still listening.

“That and some of the traditions I guess. Its kinda sad that no one really has any clues what's happening” says Justin.

I sigh “Has this happened before? Mysterious deaths..”

“Of course it's happened..but its not deaths it's usually just missing people. Runaways”  i stared at Justin for a few moments. Was he a one, a run away?

The sky was starting to darken signaling as our hint to leave. Amber dropped me off back home and hugged me goodbye. Seconds passed as Sara pulled up in her truck with Justin who followed her out. I went ahead leaving the door open for them and walked up to my room. My room was a bit colder than downstairs making me decide against wanting to grab a blanket as I kicked off my shoes. I heard footsteps climbing the staircase and went ahead grabbing a blanket as Justin walked in. “You dont knock?” I ask sitting on my bed with my teal blanket wrapped around me. “Didn’t no I had to” he crawled onto my bed and collapsed on his stomach staying there. A part of me wanting to mess with his hair again but I kept the urge back. “Can I ask you a question?” he turned his face up to look at me. “Sure”

“Did you run away?”

He smiled letting out a small laugh. “No, I didn’t. I can only guess the fact that you dont see me with my parents that you thought I was a run away right?”

I shrugged. “Part of it..”  He sighed sitting up “Both my parents are dead, so no I’m not” I tilted my head. “Sooo you live by yourself?”

He nodded. “Yea, with a few friends. There not like dropouts or lazy bums that smoke weed every day, there...family” I nodded slowly. He hasn't been found out yet. As in no teachers had tried looking into this? He should be in a foster home, at least I think. Maybe Sara takes charge in being his guardian, that would make sense. “Did you run away?” the question took me by surprise. “What?”

“Did you run away?”

I shrugged. “Yeah, I mean only a few times but, I dont feel like running from this place” he nodded his head staring at me and we fell in silence. “How