John and Thomas led us out to the back of the property, at times you can barely walk it’s so thick. John is in front of me, and Ophelia’s at my side, tightly holding onto my arm.
At this moment she’s the only thing that’s keeping me upright, and functioning.
I don’t know if it’s for her benefit or for mine. Walking to the grave, it all starts to hit me; all of this is my fault, and it doesn’t matter what anyone else says, everything that has happened in the past few days, is all my fault.
I can start and see Derek and Eliot standing there waiting for us. I stopped, I can’t do this. But I know that I have to, and she’s dead because of me. And because of me her sister will never get to see her again. They dug a grave for her, and the body wrapped in a sheet lying next to the hole. I stopped, wiped a tear from my eyes, and changed to a dragon. With glowing red and black scales.
John nodded and motioned for them to lay her in the ground. As they moved her, I can’t look, I bowed my head and closed my eyes. A soft gentle touch forced my eyes open.
John is standing there, hand on my left shoulder, warmth seeping through my scales.
My whole life being alone, now I finally have friends; a family I love. Now because pf my stupidity I’ve lost one of them. They laid her in the ground and started covering her with dirt.
“Scarlet you must not do this to yourself. It was not your fault. It was just meant to be.”
I looked at everyone, but no one was talking, but I can hear whoever it is in my mind.
“Yes I can get through your mind. Even though the others can’t. I’m older than they are, and a lot more powerful.” “But how? John said that since I’m a hybrid that no one can read me.” “That is true, but as I said, I’m older. It took me a while, but I finally found my way through. But don’t worry, I will not go into your mind without your permission. One last thing, please do not tell the others. They can, not know that I can go into there’s, and your minds.”
“You can do that?”
“Yes. Now pay attention John is trying to get your attention. You’ll be alright, my darling, be strong. I know you are strong.” She said as she drifted out of my mind. Looking back at the others, there just getting the last of the dirt in place. Moving my neck towards them calling my fire, and lightly blew my fire over her grave, lightly burning the grass around it.
“Rest well my sister, for now you are at peace.” I folded my wings in and bowed my head allowing one tear to fall to the ground.
A small whisper calling me from the back of my mind.
“Come Scarlet there is nothing else here for you.” Ophelia is back in my mind, but I do not want her there. So I start pushing her out, putting up a wall blocking from entering.
“Scarlet do not do this! I can help you.” Giving one final push I said. “I do not need your help.” And slammed the door shut, shutting her out completely. I changed back feeling drained everything started to blur around me, I managed to say “John” before everything around me went black, and collapsing to the ground.
I’m floating, floating on something soft and warm. I don’t know where I am, or what happened to me. My eyes fluttering, as I’m trying to focus on my surroundings.
Everything around me is dark, I’m stretched out on my side, there are arms holding me close.
“What happened to me?” “You passed out, you’re alright now. Everything’s alright.” I’m curled into his side. “How long was I out for?” “About a day. It’s three in the morning, and its Monday. Scarlet what happened to you?”
Struggling to remember; everything’s a blur, but I do remember a few things and there starting to come back to me. Ophelia can get into my mind, and I was pushing her out, but I can’t tell John any of this. If I do he’ll tell the others, and there make her leave. In some part of my subconscious, I know that is was to be done, but not yet, I just have to keep a close eye on her, and keep my mental walls up. But I have to tell him something.
His hand under my chin tilting my face up so I can look him in the eye. “What happened to you?” I told him part of the truth.
“It must have just been the stress of it all. Changing back, I suddenly felt very drained, empty.” I said thinking back.
“Everything started to blur and I called your name, and everything went black. That’s about it.”
“I caught you, before you hit the ground, and carried you inside, and brought you in here.” I looked at what I can see, which isn’t much. I’m in my room, snuggling in my comforter with John.
“They tried to get me to leave, but I wouldn’t leave you alone. Not until I knew you were all right.”
He kissed my forehead and pulled me closer to him, holding me tight against his chest.
John looked over at the clock it’s almost four in the morning. “Come on, you need to rest, you have been through quite a lot; the last little while.”
As he spoke, I thought I started to hear some kind of accent in his voice. My mind is still a little fuzzy.
Trying to keep my mind clear, I asked. “Do you have an accent?” “Yes I do, slightly. It doesn’t come out very often. People hardly ever notice it.” “Where are you from?” “Originally I’m from Ireland. My parents came here after I was born; I went back a while ago. After I came back, I was turned, and I met the guys. And I guess as you would say the rest is history.”
“You know what? I don’t even know your last name.” “My last name is Burk. John Burk.”
I smiled, John Burk. Since I now know his name, I think that I like him even more now, that I know it. “Now you need to rest. No more talking; close your eyes. Rest my sweet, I will be here, and all will be well.” I did as he said, and closed my eyes; but I don’t want to sleep yet. I want to keep talking to him.
John is the only one that I can talk to. The others are good to me, John is the only one that seems to really see me.
His lips are at my ear, his breath tickling my cheek. He whispered.
“I know you’re not asleep; you can’t fool me little girl.” Smiling I dug my face into his side, nipping at his skin. “Ow what was that for?” He said pinching me “For thinking that you can tell me what to do. Haven’t you learned by now to not tell me what to do?” “Well I am older then you are, so that means that I can tell you what to do, and you have to listen.”
Does he really think that he can tell me what to do; and that I’ll obey him?
Well if he does then he has another thing coming.
I pushed against him wrestling him on his back. Pinning him down. He tried to get me off of him, but I wouldn’t give him any ground at all. Flashing my fangs I leaned down closer to his face. “You can’t tell me what to do anymore, no one can. I’m my own person, and have to obey no one.”
“You can put the fangs away. I was only trying to help you, I care about you. Remember you had something bad happen to you, and you’re still recovering, I just don’t want you to overdo it. You need to regain your energy, and get better. We all need you to be okay, and be you again.” Touching my face, rubbing my cheek with his thumb. “So please just get some rest, and recover. Do this for me.”
Sighing I know he’s right, suddenly feeling very weak, wrestling with him, has really taken it out of me. “John” I managed to stay as my vision started to blur, and everything went black.