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211 Run Leilani!\u00a0<\/p>\n
Leilani.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Call me a she-devil but it\u2019s been two days since New Year\u2019s Eve. Two days since I caught the triplets watching me. Two days since I realized that they\u2019d seen me kiss Jarek. And guess what?\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wanted them to see more!\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wanted them to have a taste of their own medicine, but not because I necessarily wanted to get back at them for the past, it was because I just wanted to satisfy that twisted dark part of me that had been mistreated for so long.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I wanted to see how strong they could be\u2026 if they could ever be as strong as me while dealing with the mate-bond\u2019s curse.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Pushing thoughts of them to the back of my\u00a0<\/p>\n
mind, I wrapped my newest favorite scarf around\u00a0<\/p>\n
11:47\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/11\u00a0<\/p>\n
my neck- it was the red one that Jarek had gifted me- as I made my way through the busy park\u00a0<\/p>\n
with my coffee in hand and my tablet in the other.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Around some time early this morning, I had gotten a distress call from Agnes who for some reason had vehemently refused to let me bring her over to my house. According to her, she wanted us to meet at an open place, a place where we couldn\u2019t be easily attacked, and I do not know why she would say something like that.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But I wasn\u2019t one to argue, especially not after everything I\u2019ve gone through and seen these past few weeks, and especially since I knew the kind of people that I had been cursed to share blood\u00a0<\/p>\n
relations with.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The first thing-or person- I noticed when I stepped into the coffee shop was Agnes alright. But she looked nothing like the girl I grew up knowing. Her hands holding her cup were\u00a0<\/p>\n
11:47\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/11\u00a0<\/p>\n
trembling uncontrollably and her eyes looked hollow, lost behind layers and layers of bruises covered under a very see-through layer of make\u00a0<\/p>\n
She tried to beam a smile at me when she saw me approaching but soon winced as if even that hurt. I frowned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And goddess, I didn\u2019t even start with a preamble. I didn\u2019t beat around the bush. The first thing I asked her as soon as I plopped into the chair beside her was; \u201cWhat the hell happened to you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Frankly, I wasn\u2019t expecting her to say what it was. Knowing her, I knew that it would be as easy as going to mars to pry such information out of her. However, I was shocked when she began to speak almost immediately, as if she\u2019s been waiting all her life for someone to ask her that.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She muttered; \u201cMy boyfriend\u2019s real name is\u00a0<\/p>\n
Louis.\u201d 4\u00a0<\/p>\n
11:47\u00a0<\/p>\n
3\/11\u00a0<\/p>\n
I frowned.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Is that supposed to ring a bell?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Am I supposed to jump at the mention of his\u00a0<\/p>\n
name?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Is he like some ex I do not remember?- mind\u00a0<\/p>\n
you, I do not have a single ex.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I shrugged; \u201cAnd who in Poseidon\u2019s anus is Louis?\u00a0<\/p>\n
ton?\u201d I snapped, not missing the way a smile touched her face before she quickly\u00a0<\/p>\n
nook her head.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you not remember Louis Hawthorne?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNo.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHe was\u00a0<\/p>\n
the popular boys in the pack. He\u00a0<\/p>\n
al\u00a0<\/p>\n
em to forget that I was also the most pular person back at the pack. Or maybe I popular. I was popular in the sense that\u00a0<\/p>\n
4\/11\u00a0<\/p>\n
everyone was told to stay away from me.\u201d I answered, interrupting her, and hating the that memory made my mouth go bitter.\u00a0<\/p>\n
way\u00a0<\/p>\n
She raised her eyes to meet mine, and in that fleeting second, I saw something in her eyes, something that I knew too well. Guilt. She turned\u00a0<\/p>\n
away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI was unpopular too.\u201d She said quietly, \u201c\u2026so unpopular that I didn\u2019t even know I was dating one of the pack\u2019s hottest boys. And pretty unpopular that I didn\u2019t even know he had a mate.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I gasped. \u201cYour boyfriend has a mate?!\u201d I Screeched, feeling my heart sink to my stomach at the thought of how despicable one had to be to have a mate but sleep with another.\u00a0<\/p>\n
-and there was her, the clueless one who was probably heartbroken right now.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I was however snapped out of my thoughts when she grabbed my arm, but not with too much\u00a0<\/p>\n
5\/11\u00a0<\/p>\n
force. She seethed; \u201cI have a lot of things I want to say to you., Leilani\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAgnes\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBut first off you need to know that my boyfriend is your sister\u2019s true mate.\u201d She spat before I even had enough time to grasp her words.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It took me a moment for the words to sink in and\u00a0<\/p>\n
when it did, my blood literally turned to ice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silence.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That was all that settled between us for the next few minutes. And while I sat there processing her words, she slowly took sips of her coffee. But I didn\u2019t miss the way her eyes kept wandering or the almost imperceptible way she would tremble whenever anyone made a sudden sound.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her eyes searched my face as if she was looking for something important. It seemed as though she was gauging my expression to know if she\u00a0<\/p>\n
11:47\u00a0<\/p>\n
6\/11\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ci si mau itil\u00a0<\/p>\n
to drop.\u00a0<\/p>\n
When she still wouldn\u2019t speak, I nodded quietly, subconsciously squeezing her hands in mine as I said; \u201cyou can go on\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
And that was all the permission she needed. She spat; \u201cYou remember when I was telling you about a certain someone who\u2019s been helping me retrieve the CCTV footage? The one who lets me scratch his balls and tickle is anus..?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAgnes\u2014\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHe\u2019s the one.\u201d She said suddenly, making me f e in shock.\u00a0<\/p>\n
y body went rigid when everything soon came rushing into my head, filling me with more\u00a0<\/p>\n
confusion than fear.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Because\u2026 why did he help us then?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Why did he help us release the tapes if protecting\u00a0<\/p>\n
7\/11\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chalice is what he wants to do?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd he\u2019s been asking me for information about you.\u201d She continued. And at that, I froze for a millisecond before turning to look at her. \u201cHe\u2019s been literally trying to beat and torture the information out of me\u2026 and Leilani I think there\u2019s something else going on\u2026 something darker and probably twisted. I also think he\u2019s responsible for your sister\u2019s pregnancy, not the triplets.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Normally, while I would\u2019ve found that hard to believe, I didn\u2019t. Why? Because it was Chalice we were talking about here!\u00a0<\/p>\n
The same Chalice with two personalities. One: Candy which I still haven\u2019t been able to unlock; then the Chalice which everyone knows of.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Another reason I never found it difficult to\u00a0<\/p>\n
believe was due to the conversation I had with\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jarek all those weeks back. The one where he said he\u2019d overheard a guy talking about \u2018Candy\u2019\u00a0<\/p>\n
11:47\u00a0<\/p>\n
8\/11\u00a0<\/p>\n
And now, I couldn\u2019t help but think that this was\u00a0<\/p>\n
the same guy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But there were too many missing pieces.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Too many things that do not make sense.\u00a0<\/p>\n
While I should be wondering about the things that didn\u2019t make sense, I didn\u2019t. Instead, I was more worried about the girl in front of me. The girl who was obviously being abused by this said guy all because of me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I opened my mouth just then, ready to ask her to come live with me for the next few days when suddenly, a large fist pounded against our table, and in reflex, Agnes jumped, her eyes widening when it met that of the tallest bulkiest piece of shit I\u2019ve seen in a very long time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He looked like the perfect depiction of the word \u2018depraved\u2019 with dark eyes and an even darker smirk. He drawled; \u201cBabe.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
11:47\u00a0<\/p>\n
9\/11\u00a0<\/p>\n
But she wasn\u2019t looking at him. She was looking at me! She cried; \u201cRun, Leilani!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
And maybe I should\u2019ve run, maybe I should\u2019ve done as she\u2019d asked of me, but as soon as I heard the words; \u201cit\u2019s Louis!\u201d something inside of me snapped and I picked up my cup of coffee and I did the first thing I could think of.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I hurled it straight into his face!\u00a0<\/p>\n
4\u00a0<\/p>\n
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