The Darkness Within

Chapter 2 Nova

Where do I begin, my name is Nova Finlay. I'm 18 but sometimes I feel like I'm way older I guess that is what stress and anxiety does to you. I know, I know I don't look like I suffer with either well I do I'm just very good at hiding it. So I guess you want to know my story, well, I was born and raised in Ireland I was the mistake baby that broke my parents up as my mom had me when she was young but she loved me and kept me even if it meant losing the love of her life in the process. I don't really know my father as he didn't want to keep me so why should I bother knowing someone who don't even want to know me? I grew up in a small village in Ireland until the tragic day my mother got a job across the pond, god I did not want to leave my home, my friends, my boyfriend it was not what I wanted and yet here we were the other side of the world away from everything I grew up with, and here I was in some small town in the middle of freaking nowhere. Thanks mom.

So we moved about a week ago and have only just sorted the house out which is on the out skirts of this town. The back garden leads onto the weird forest that seems to be surrounding this place. I find myself somehow drawn to it drawn to something deeper but I have no clue why. Every morning I wake up here it throws me, thanks to the time difference but what throws me more is im not looking at moores anymore but thick forest. The trees are loosing its leaves as fall sets in and the smell of pine that creaps into the house due to it being so old. I sometimes just sit on the window sill and look out at the woods that are calling me I feel like I am being watched back which sends shivers down my spine then I have to close the curtains so I don't feel like something is watching me anymore.

Since arriving I haven't really ventured out our new home and my mom keeps pressing me to go out and explore meet new people and all that God knows why as she doesn't even leave the house or meet new people unless it is for work. But today she was not having me cooped up so she kicked me out so she could clean and here I find myself walking the streets of this stupid place. throught the day I find where the school is the local coffee shop, the town square, the park and what seems to be the local hang out for people my age but I avoid it like the plague I am not ready to be making friends with people who are going to joke about my accent which might I add that every American I have met so far has done just that, which is highly irritating. one place I did see on my way into this town was what looked like a book shop and I loved a good book, but I was after a certain one, a book on mythical creatures why? because I believe in them I believe that they exist more so I believe wearwolves exist but they say proof is in seeing them, and I really want to prove they do but I need more information. Hence I am hoping this book will help me do that as I cannot find this book anywhere I have tired everywhere and even on the Web but I can't find it I heard about it through my boyfriends grandmother as she came from a town in America and said she got rid of it when she moved so I'm hoping I can find it.

I walk through the town towards the edge where the long road disappears into the forest. I turn the corner and see the dimly lit book shop I push the heavy wooden door and walk through kicking my boots on the mat as I pull my gloves off and place them in my coat pocket.

I look up and there is this guy looking at me almost like he is studying me, then he quickly looks away and I feel my lips curl into a smile then I shake it off 'excues me' I say as I walk over to him 'hi how can I help you?' He says 'I was wondering if you have this book?' I ask and I take the paper out of my pocket and unfold I then hand it over knowing it was seriously crumpled as I had opened and folded it multiple times from searching the book shops when I first arrived in America. As he searched the computer im holding my breath hoping they have it, while he isn't looking I take him in for the first time, he was tall taller than me but only by a few feet. He had beautiful brown curly hair or more like ruffles than curls his skin was Olive toned and he had a jawline that could cut paper as well as his beautiful high cheek bones his face structure was mesmerising like I could run my fingers over the lines and sketch them out perfectly. His eyes were sea green I could almost jump in and swim in them they were the most beautiful eyes I had seen I quickly shake my head while he wasn't looking and mentally told myself I have a boyfriend half the way round the world I should not be looking at other guys then before I knew it are eyes meet again and I try to bury the blush creeping across my face.

He smile and says 'we do have this let me show you where you can find it' he says as he jots something on a sticky note then leaves from behind the desk and I follow excited that I had finally located the book and how lucky that it was in my new home. As I walk behind him I once again loose myself in him this time I'm taken by how broad his shoulders are the way his muscles move under his fitted black shirt I just wanted to reach out and touch his back but I just watch, his hand running across the spines of books so gentle then he pulls out the book and hands it me 'here you go' he says giving me a soft smile 'thank you' I say returning the smile 'you don't know how long I have been looking for this' I say as I open the book and flip through the pages as the smell of old books fill the air around us. 'Can I take this?' I ask as I look up at him and he nods and I follow him back to the till I hand the book over as he scans it though.

'So what got you intrested in mythical creatures' he asks 'mythical creatures are fascinating I have always been intrigued by them more so wearwolves they are my faviourites' I say as I place the book into my rucksack and take the recipe from him.

'Sounds interesting I've never looked into it' he says and I smile 'you should, you might be surprised' I say as I step backwards 'thank you' I add and start to leave 'no problem' he says and I put my gloves on and walk out the door. He was nice I think to myself and then I shake my head focus your focus should be on the book I think to myself. I walk though the town and head home.