Forbidden Blood

Two: Memories and Shadows.

Finn's POV

The circus called High School was already a brutal hall of torture, and for some reason, they thought adding the vampire clan to the mix would change the doom I called class mates.

My throat felt clogged, I slowly pinched my arm silently wishing it was all a joke. Lyra showed no trace of amusement, only excitement.

"The who is who of what is coming?" I asked Lyra. My best friend, who always seems to have the latest gossip about people.

"Finn, keep up, the vampires are coming to Mystic Falls Academy" she grinned, jumping excitedly on her feet. Lyra was a social bird, and our school was her pond of different species but just not vampires. This was a filled day for her, vampires were a new undiscovered territory to her.

"It's exciting isn't it," she said, her smile almost blinding my eyes. I could basically see the wheels turning in her head.

"Our definition of exciting is truly different," I huffed, packing my books into my bag, and making my way out of the library.

"Aren't you a little curious about them? They have stayed hidden for so long," her voice trailing behind me as we walked into the busy street.

Curiosity wasn't the word I would put in the same sentence with vampires. Vampires weren't trustworthy and for them to accept coming to our school meant something sinister was brewing.

I was scared, my sweat would probably give off my fear to any vampire from a mile away.

The last time I was in the presence of a vampire, it wasn't a pleasant sight. The screams still kept me up at night.

I shook my head willing the thought away, "yeah, super curious," I replied in a sarcastic tone, walking faster, the sun had gone down casting a soft orange glow on the street, the sight was beautiful.

" Finn," she whined. Stomping her foot like a kid on a tantrum.

"Lyra, vampires aren't our friends, they kept their distance for a reason," I stressed out. My voice cracked at the memory that threatened to break out.

" I'm sorry Finn, I should have known" Lyra said in a soft voice, her eyes widened in realization. Her sobered look tugged at the strings of my heart.

I released a harsh breath, "Don't do that, I don't need your pity," I hissed, my nose flaring in anger. I hated the pity looks that came my way, I was proof of just how helpless I was.

The images came flooding back, I had cowered away in fear and watched as vampires took away my treasure. I was weak, nothing but an omega and I had let it happen.

"Wait! Finn, you know I didn't mean it like that," Lyra ran up to me, her eyes wide, with a guilty look on her face.

Lyra was an impulsive being, our pack members couldn't understand her dry humour, but sometimes even through it all, I always found myself a little hurt at the words she blurt out.

"It's okay, you couldn't have remembered, I'll see you later Lyra," I rushed away from her, hoping she didn't catch a whiff of the pathetic tears that rolled down my cheeks.

I couldn't fault Lyra for not understanding my pain, she had lost a Luna but I lost a mother, my best friend.

"Finn" she called, watching as I ran down the path that led to my house, it was stupid, but vampires brought back memories I tried to keep locked up.

No one paid me any mind. Most of the pack members avoided any interaction with me. My father had made it so. Without saying many words, I was a burden who ended up destroying the pack's Luna.

Lyra stayed, all through the threats and scorning, she stayed and I sometimes wondered if it would have been better if she had just ignored me like the rest of the pack. I was a social suicide, a plague to my pack.

"Watch it," the coldness in the voice made me freeze, Hunter, my own personal nemesis, I had become his easy prey, and no one batted an eye.

I let out a yelp, as my arm flew out to break the fall. My hand and wrist hit the ground with a painful thud.

"Sorry" I winced, my eyes meeting his angry glare, and I closed my eyes, waiting patiently for him to hit me, a part of a cycle we had subconsciously formed.

Hunter's taunting laughter sounded from a distance, my cheeks reddening in embarrassment, mind games were his favorite torture.

I rose slowly from the ground, careful to not hurt my sprained wrist, I was safe for now but I knew he was only waiting for the perfect opportunity to pounce.

With quickened steps, I rushed back home, a place that I stopped calling home a long time ago. I made a mental note to visit the clinic in the morning, this would be my tenth trip in three days.

"You are late," Callum greeted, beside him was my father who barely acknowledged my presence.

"Sorry, Lyra and I lost track of time," I replied lamely, running up the stairs to my room.

The once bubbling house has become nothing but a dark hole, a slow tune played in my mind, my mother's favourite song. I quickly wiped off the tears that escaped my eyes.

I needed to be smart, lay low until I found my mate and goddess help me, I needed my mate to be from another pack, that would be my escape.

School had been a great escape from home, but with the thoughts of vampires in a shared space with me, my one manageable solace was taken away.

I kept my eyes down, avoiding the mirror in the bathroom, I couldn't look in fears of seeing what they see.

A new session starts in a few days, I only hoped the school year would be better than the last.