A kiss under the Velvet Moon

Why ? How, this can this be true?

Staying behind, I waited until Alexia wondered passed me. I grabbed her arm making her flinch and stumble a step back. " Eli?!" Her eyes, blinked, confused, and set back.

Instead of allowing her to feel any more insecure, I gathered her toned tanned body into my arms.

Instead bombarding her with a million questions, I just placed my lips to hers, her pale pink lips returned the favor.

" You okay sweetheart? " I asked, running my fingers gently across the bare skin of her forearm.

" Dinner smells amazing, my tummy will thank you and probably my lovely friend below." Jokingly, I reached for her hands and placed them on my junk. She cradled my boys in her hands like she was holding a small child, gently and with tender care, but not for long.

Damn! I snapped my finger in response.

Her cheeks turned a pale pink before a soft giggle left her parted lips. " We will have to see about that second part my love, but I am almost certain, your stomach will be happy. "

The blush of pink still remaining on her face, melted what little heart I had left, and made the s*x craved pervert inside me, jump up in down in excitement.

The logical side me however , wanted to know the truth behind her secret meeting at the gate. Needed to know, who the hell that man was, talking to my sweet, lovely wife, my wife.

" Anything you need to tell me, Alexia ?" I pushed, but not hard enough to cause her to question why, but enough to make her pause.

" Everything is fine Elias, just as it always is. "

Taking my hand into hers, Alexia pulls me to towards the back door that lead back into the house.

" Let's get ready for dinner, as the soup should be ready and the apple cobbler must be bubbling over about now. "

It made my blood boil knowing that she was being dishonest with me . Who was this man? MacHayden, I let the name slide over my tongue, it seems like a name I've heard before but then again, I couldn't quite place it.

Pulling a chair out from under the kitchen table, I took a seat. Alexandria left into another part of the house to gather up the children and I let the smells intoxicate me, torture me.

Damn you stomach! Damned you !

Alexandria was such an amazing cook from what I could remember but in the back of mind I could not ignore the possibility that maybe, it was a bad idea.

What if the food was poisoned, or what if after eating it turned into crotch critter, or maybe worse, a permanent resident of this plane?

Not only did the possibility scare the hell out of me but to be stuck in a place like this, to spend my days with a family that was my family but really wasn't didn't seem like a fun afterlife.

I mean maybe, I could learn to forget, maybe my mind would eventually loose all memories of my former life, but it wouldn't be "Real" .

I didn't want to look like a total asshole,

I mean couldn't actually pretend I wasn't hungry, the way my stomach was growling so loudly, I'd might as well have a monster hiding inside it.

I wouldn't be surprised if didn't try to rip out from inside me " singing and reciting famous movie quotes. I be the life of the f*cking party, but that wasn't me, and this wasn't my life.

I was stuck in effing " Hell", with my fake wife and children, reliving some part of my past life.

Ok, I needed to stop overthinking this, I either ate or I didn't but if didn't figure out a solution soon, I was not going to get through what ever "this" was.

Nobody told me about the rules, if there were any.

Grasping ahold of the chain hanging around my neck, the warmth reminded of its power.

The heart shaped stone hot against the bare skin of my chest, seemed to admit a red glow for a second before the warmth faded and my children appeared.

In the bright light above them, thier features were no longer obscured by a red haze. Samuel had my eyes, the color of the pine trees, deep and mysterious. I could only imagine what he would look like as adult. His hair was the same as I remembered it, shiny and long at the front.

He looked to be at least seven years old, and had a spark in him, just like his daddy but was I even "his" daddy?

In this made up world I was but this boy was not not my son. My son didn't have a frozen scowl on his face or a blank expression, he also had a soul. This child, I didn't know, was sure I liked.

Eve was sweet however, she fit my daughter's personality spot on, well, that is, if I could remember her, she would be it. She was the spiting imagine of her mama. Warm golden eyes, long dark curly hair and a smile that would melt the coldest heart.

In her hands she clutched a darling fluffy beige teddy bear, tightly to her chest. It's eyes were the color of rubies encrusted in diamonds. They sparkled with a luster, that was simply devine.

The eyes strongly resembled the jewelry hanging at my neck. Hidden beneath my shirt, the gem warmed my bare skin, it felt oddly comforting, odd considering the circumstances.

The meal was pretty fabulous, by the way it didn't turn me into a crazy zombie person and certainly didn't poison me. I think that "hell" effects peolpe or should I say " souls" differently.

I was still alive, I wasn't here on my own accord either, honestly I didn't understand fully why was here but I was going to get the hell out of here, one way or another.

I refused to get stuck here, I will find my way out, and pass what ever test this was, even though it was so f*cking wrong in so many ways.

I silently cured out "Mr. Nikolai Dark" in my head before turning to you children.

They'd finished their meal quite awhile ago and we're just staring. Gosh, it wasn't like I had said anything out loud, had I ?

" My Son, And Eve what is it, my children? You've been staring like I got food hanging out my teeth. That or I must have grown a horn out of my head, which is?"

Samuel just continued to scowl, he didn't seem to care to much for me and I wasn't sure why.

It was Eve that spoke up. " Father are you from

another planet ? Like an alien? Samuel says, you are not father! " Holding tightly on to her little bear she whispered softly into it's fluff. " Don't worry, I won't tell him!"

I eyed her curiously, " What are you hiding my sweet child?" Eve looked up from here teddy wide eyed and she just shook her head, " I can't tell."

That was when Alexia stared in horror inside the door frame of the kitchen, a few dirty plates in hand. One slipped and shattered onto the hardwood between the two rooms.

A few cure words escaped her lips but soft enough the children could not hear.

Clapping her hands together in a loud click, she asked both Samuel and Eve to leave to their bedrooms, not to leave until otherwise told.

They vanished before my eyes, not even a puff of smoke remained, a fork which was balancing on the edge of a plate slipped with a loud clank, hitting the table and then the floor.

Alexandria was then there before me, her expression intense and angry. Shards of broken plate remained on the floor.

" Eli, you don't belong here, you need to find your way out of here. It's not right to keep you with me." She pulled a chair out from underneath the table and sat beside me.

" The children know, you are not the same man they know and love. You are not the Elias I married. You need to go. "

"What is going on Alexia ? Why are you so scared ? Is this about the man, I saw you with outside, MacHayden? Did he do something? "

Her eyes became red and she began to shake uncontrollably, I reached out to take her hand into mine but she resisted, pulling away.

" I've been trying to play along but this has got to stop! Your the reason he was here ! Your the reason for everything. You know, you were the one who burned down our home, broke up our family ! " Angry flashed in her eyes before red tears began to flow. Slamming down her fist into the table, the house began to shake and fall all around us.

" He came to safe us, he never intended to hurt us, hurt you. You are the reason he lost his eye sight. He used to have beautiful Green eyes. You took his sight. He knew you were going to turn. He is like you , you have a gene in your blood that turns in times of great crisis. "

Disbelief and anger pulled at my insides, had I caused the fire ? Had I been the reason my whole life fell apart ? Standing to my feet, I looked around us, everything was up in smoke, flames filling the home we once shared.

Alexandria was no longer beside me but her hands in both my children's.

Tears in their eyes, they ran out door , into the arms of a man I did not know, to a man named, MacHayden.

The Building ripped and fell to my feet, flames of red and orange crept up the walls like a snake. Everything around me glowed with intense flames. The flooring spilt and cracked making me loose my footings. Paintings slipped off on the walls breaking, glasses shattered, the windows exploded around me. The home I loved and built with my own two hands was falling all around me.

I had ruined my life no one else, I alone, destroyed and broke everything around me. I reduced everything to rubble.

My anger caused all of this, only I was to blame.

I should have trusted her the day, she tried to tell me and I wouldn't listen, now she is gone and it's all my fault.

My family was alive and well and I didn't search for them..... I thought they were dead.... Oh my god ...

I must of locked this away, deep with in my mind, the experience far to great for me to bare.

Now is was hot, clearly visible in my mind, like it was yesterday.

I hid behind the back doorway, leading to our gardens. Alexandria and MacHayden were talking, the white sheets blowing in the breeze. I heard ever word they shared, saw the kiss, my wife, pressed onto the side of his cheek.

The tears in her beautiful honey eyes as she turned and walked away. MacHayden's Soft green eyes just a reflection in a distant memory.

I didn't just let it go, I stood bound and determined to stand my ground and get my answers. I was angry, and I'd never been that angry before in my whole life.

I grabbed Alexia wrists when she made her way through the kitchen door. Our dinner was cooking, smelled wonderful, the children were playing in their bedrooms.

I confronted her, led her back into the gardens so our children would not hear and we started arguing.

Standing with my hands on my hips, I asked her calmly, " Alexandria, is there something you need to tell me? Has anything happened today that you would like to talk about?"

Pulling her wrist free she just blinked back at me, her eyes fighting to holding back the tears.

" Elias, whatever are you talking about? " She slid her hands through her long hair, staring ahead but not into my eyes.

" Lier ! " I yelled, she wouldn't even look me in the eyes. She flinched at my words, stepping back a few steps. I'd hurt you, just by those few words, I hurt her.

"Who was the man ? The one you kissed? " I demanded, stopping my foot, my eyes turning a dark shade of green.

" You saw us ? It was only a kiss on the cheek and it was your Father Eli, he has been coming to see his grandchildren. He was warning me about, you. " She pointed in my direction.

." Your father, goes by MacHayden now. He has to go into hiding because of his blood gene. You have it too, it only a matter of time.... " I didn't let her finish, my hand came so close, so close to slapping her, but I stopped it in mid air.

Stepping closer toward her, invading her personal space, a growl ripped through my body, so loud, so intense, I heard my wife scream.

" My father is dead! " That man was not my father! Is he your lover?" I ripped into her psyche accusingly.

Tears were staining her cheeks, her arms wrapped tightly around her body, protectively.

" He is your father! He is alive, I would never cheat on you, ever! How dare you even ask that!" She yelled out .

By this point my children were standing in the doorway, they had overheard the argument. Tears fell from their eyes, Eve was clutching a teddy ear tightly her brother holding her against him.

That's when Mr. MacHayden, my supposed, "dead father" stood behind my children, holding them against them, pushing them behind his body, possessively.

I totally lost it then, something just snapped. Like a switch turning into the "on" position. I was evolving, turning into a bigger, better, stronger me. Then the pain came, excruciating pain. It felt like my body was contorting, and conforming becoming something else entirely.

I was burning up from within, becoming consumed by something I could not fight or win.

An intense harsh hunger hit me then, hitting me like a tons of bricks, it was hard breathe, everything was a blur and then I passed the f*ck out.

When I awoke, my home was burning, falling apart in pieces.

People were screaming, and all but two silver eyes stared at me from behind a gate, into my very soul.