In Love With The Devil & The Werewolf (On Hold/Being Updated

Chapter 2

  Jewel's P.O.V.

  I walk towards them and sit on the blanket with them. 

    “So how do you like the house, is it big enough?” My father asked with a soft smile. 

    “It's beautiful. And my room and bathroom are huge! It's perfect you guys! Thank you so so much for it!” 

    Both of my parents chuckle and my mom goes and grabs a cake from inside. “I got your favorite. And I got your candles.” 

    She lit both of the candles that spelled out sixteen. They would start singing to me and when they finished I blew out the candle, making my wish. 

    “Well, what did you wish for?” 

    “I can't tell you guys, or it won't come true.” 

    We would all laugh and start eating the cake. After a bit of time, we would all start relaxing, well, besides me of course. I can't relax. Tomorrow my parents will start to teach me how to manifest my powers. And I just can't wait. 

    “Did you hear that hun?” my mom would ask me, shaking my arm. Causing me to break away from my thoughts. 

    “I didn't hear anything. What are you talking about?” 

    “The squirrel in the trees. I know how you love to run when you have things on your mind. So why don't you go run and clear your mind.” 

    I jump up and start running towards the sound of the trees rustling and the small pitter-patter of the squirrel running along the tree branches. I jump into the trees and start running on the branches following the squirrel’s track. 

    My mom and dad watched me chase the squirrel in the trees. I ran out of their sight, like I normally do. It was so nice to be able to get away and clear my head. I started running wherever I wanted. I know these woods like the back of my hand. My parents have been taking me here as long as I can remember. When I finally decide to stop, I notice I lost the squirrel, so, I decided to head back to the picnic spot. As I approached the picnic spot, I hear a loud scream. It sounds like my moms. As I get as close as I can in the trees, I see my parents being attacked by a person. Someone who is old or just a bit older than me. It's some guy that looks very familiar. I just can't put my finger on who he is. I go to help my parents when my mother tells me to hide. She didn’t say it out loud but she sent me it with a telepathic message, that was her vampire power. The power you learn to manifest and control.  I jump, land quietly on the ground, and hide behind a bush. 

    I see the man shove his hand through my dad’s heart and rip it out. A vampire's biggest weakness was their heart. You either have to rip it out, use forbidden black magic, or damage it to the point it can't be healed.  I felt the heat of my tears roll down my cheek. I wanted to scream, to stop them! But deep down inside, I knew I had to stay quiet. I see the guy closer now. He looked like he was about two years older than me. I see him shove his hand through my mother's chest.  He hit her heart. I see it in her eyes. She was scared but worried. From where I sat I could see he had only gotten the left side of her heart.

    My mother sends me a telepathic message “Sweetheart, he hit my heart. He has caused too much damage..” 

    I watch an older man with hair red as the sunset walks into the scene. The red-haired stranger walks up to the guy, whispers something into his ear, and takes him away. 

    After I knew they were out of sight, I ran up to my mom. She was in great pain. Her eyes were holding back tears. I see my dad now with a hole where his heart used to be. His eyes glossed over. I didn't even get to say goodbye. I hold my mom in my arms, crying. Her heart was damaged, I knew she wouldn’t survive much longer. I yell at my mom, saying“ Mom... Mom, you can’t die on me! Please don’t leave me too!” 

    She lifts her hand from her chest, puts her bloody hand on my face, and says “My precious Jewel, run!” Blood would drip out of her mouth as she talked. “Run, your life depends on it! Leave me here and go save yourself!”  

    “No... no. I won't leave you!” My voice cracked and it came out as a whisper.

    I tried so hard not to cry in front of my mom, but the tears wouldn’t stop. The tears were the only warmth I felt. I could feel a layer of ice gloss over my heart. I see my mother's life slowly drain out of her beautiful emerald eyes. Her body was getting paler and colder as her life slowly came to its end. I have to listen to her, it was her last request. I kissed my mother's forehead, one last time. As I glanced over and looked at my lifeless father, tears flowed out of my eyes even more. I slowly get up, laying my lifeless mother next to my father. I started to run, stumbling over roots and sticks that had fallen from the trees. As I ran through the trees, I was moving so fast the trees were just a blur.

     As I ran into the center of the village, everyone started to surround me. All of their voices were muffled. All I knew was that I had to get out of there. They would never understand. I knew I was going to be sent to a foster home or to live with some relatives I don’t know. So, as my only option, I disappeared. I went to my house and I packed my suitcase. Enough clothes to last me for a while. I start taking the back way out of the village. Every now and then I would stop to cry or look around. After a day of just walking around, I finally found the cabin my parents built. 

    I leave my suitcase at the backdoor and go to the front where my parents lay. I quickly put another blanket on top of them and some wood on them. I light them on fire and just watch the parents I love and the ones who raise me, burn before my eyes. I can't believe that they are really gone. This was my final goodbye to them. 

      After I made sure the fire was out I walked into the cabin, starting to unpack my clothes. My parents built this house so we could have a life out in the forest. The place I loved. As I think, hope, that everything that was happening was a lie. That it was not true. That I would wake up and it would just have been a bad dream. But it wasn’t. It actually happened. 

    I slowly open the door to my room and look around. The room father and mother had just finished for me. I go and grab the picture that my mother had hung on the wall as I collapse onto the floor. I quietly began to sob, the tears began to coat the glass and frame that held the picture of a happy, loving family. I know now that my happiness is gone.  I would now be alone. All alone, without any parents to comfort me. To teach me my right from wrong. To help me with my first date. To teach me my vampire power. It was now all gone.  I am only sixteen. And I just watched my parents, my beloved parents are killed by a person who was unknown. As I sat there I questioned, what would my life be like now?

    I passed out after crying all night. I dreamt of the scene replaying over and over. I dreamt of what may happen if I would have helped. If I was the one who may have died. There are so many outcomes and I dreamt of them all.