My Life - Chapter Seven

Kara was already a better friend to me than all of the girls in my school, and I wanted to get to know her better. From her ‘experience’, Kara knew what to do to get out of sticky situations.
Lucian was utterly gorgeous, and his smooth, suave manner made him the full package. His charm allowed him to convince anyone into doing anything for him.

But Rosen was on another level of sexiness. Every time he popped into my head, I couldn’t get him out. I wanted to help him find his monster of a dad, and hopefully his sisters. From his soft, fluffy hair, to his exquisite eyes, he really was something else. He was strong, physically and mentally. He could have given up all those years ago, but no, he kept going. Some people were born to follow, some were born to lead. Rosen was a leader. Our leader.

Together we could be an elite team of trackers.
Together we could right wrongs.
Together we could kill.

“We leave tonight, if we want to get the job done as soon as possible.” Rosen instructed. “We will meet again outside here.”
We all agreed that the best way to break the news to my family would be to leave a note for them, then give them a call some time to let them know I’m still alive.
Time passed too quickly, and before I knew it the sun had begun to set. I had my note prepared. Holding the tears back, I dropped it on the kitchen table. Nobody was home. I took one last look at my home, and then walked out the door.
I looked around the deserted library. It looked creepy at night. I heard footsteps behind me, slowly increasing as they got nearer.
“Boo!” Lucian tried to make me jump. I rolled my eyes at his childish behaviour.
“Where’s Rosen and Kara?”
“They’re coming, not too far behind me.” Rosen and Kara rocked up shortly after the words left his mouth.
“Sorry we’re late.” Kara spoke softly.
Once our team was all there, we left without a trace. It was really dark out this time of night. I made sure I had their numbers, should I get into trouble. I ignored the various messages from my mother, and declined all their calls. I cried a little inside each time I was notified they were distraught and terrified for my safety. I would return one call once I reach Beakbank.

Our train was a little late, and by the time it got here, it began to rain really heavily. I was soaked head-to-toe, as were the others. We sat together, but rarely spoke. What could we talk about? How we were going to murder Mitchel? Not likely. I leant my head on the window, and began to drift off into a gentle slumber. The cool glass felt good against my hot skin. I heard Lucian mumble “Sweet dreams,”

For the next few nights, I didn’t have sweet dreams. They were replaced with nightmares, nightmares so surreal, that I could feel every single movement my dream-self made. I could also remember each tiny detail, no matter how irrelevant they were, like the colour of a stranger’s eye, or the name of a stray cat, I would know everything about it.

The hotel we were in this week was run down, like most places here. I didn’t want to touch anything in fear of catching a disease. One night, they left me alone in the hotel room. I briefly looked at my phone, to find it vibrating with over 100 messages. I decided to take a look at them. Most of them were from my mum and dad. I sent a message to each of my family members. They each had the same meaning; I’m fine and alive.
One message caught my eye in particular; it was from my little sister. She must have gotten a hold of mum’s phone or something, but she had gone out of her way just to talk to me. I pondered on calling her back, but decided against it, as Rosen came back early.

There was a hole in my heart, from my family, and there was one person who could fill it.
Rosen must have sensed my sadness, and tried to comfort me. Ever since Kara had joined our team, I felt a little insignificant. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve got nothing against her, but it just feels like I’ve been ‘replaced’. I wanted to be Rosen’s golden girl. I deserve a little happiness, don’t I?