Who's this?
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>Someone with some news you'll really want to hear
You know that kind of answer is down-right fishy, right?
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>I didn't think hunters are such pussies
Meet me behind the gym
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>Why not the cafeteria?
I don't want witnesses
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I didn't get a reply so I put my phone back in my jacket and went to my room to gather my weapons. I'm only mildly interested in what this unknown person may want to tell me, but they pissed me off and I can't wait to show them how badly hunters take an insult.
"Are you going somewhere?" Asks Asher when I go to my drawers and take out a pair of leggings and a black t-shirt. I really don't like fighting in skinny jeans because it smothers my flexibility. And I intend to stick my feet in that bitch's face when I arrive there.
"I'm in the mood for a late run," I lie shamelessly, going to the bathroom to change.
"At five in the afternoon?" He asks behind the closed door and I quickly undress.
"It's late autumn, it'll be night in like a second from now," I answer, dressing with the new clothes and putting my hair in a tight ponytail.
"Where are Chase and Béatrice?" I ask, when I leave the bathroom and realise they are no longer here. My room mate's stuff is still laying around here, so they're not going back to the pack yet.
"Went for a bite," says Asher and I look around the room aimlessly like I was trying to find something, but I was only trying to figure out a way of taking my weapons without him noticing. "Aren't you hungry?"
"No," I answer, scooping a navy-blue training jacket and returning to the bathroom. I tried not to think about the fact that I'm literally famished because I have no time for a snack break.
"Do you really have to go to the bathroom to put a jacket on you?" He asks from my room, as I walk to the hidden place in the bath tube, where I have a few good knives and silver-coated brass knuckles.
"Yes," I answer flatly, trying on the knuckles when I hear the door opening. I don't have time to hide all my knives and Asher catches me half-shoving a dagger back inside its hiding spot.
"Just going for a run, huh?" He asks, visibly angry because I lied to him.
"I don't have to explain myself to you, because you just invaded my privacy," I tell him, taking my sweet time to hide my weapons and take my brass knuckles back to my room. I put on a pair of running sneakers and hide them in there.
"I invaded your privacy? How about you fucking lied to my face?" He followed me back to the room and put himself between me and the door.
"Are you trying to keep me here?" I ask, crossing my arms and frowning at him.
"Where are you going?" He asks, his face hard as stone and I feel anger spoiling my blood.
"It's none of your damn business!" I shout, trying to get past him, but he wouldn't move. My fit hits him in the chest, but he doesn't even flinch.
"Where are you going, Adeline?" He asks once again, but I just ignor his question.
"You already know that I'm not afraid to jump out of that bloody window if you'll not let me go," I threaten him, but he doesn't believe me. I take a step towards my balcony and his hands catch my waist, capturing me.
"You're going to meet him, aren't you?" He asks through gritted teeth and it takes me a few moments to realise who was he referencing to.
"Are you out of your damn mind? Why would I meet with Thomas?" I shout at him, trying to kick him away from me. But he just keeps me contained in his arms.
"You tell me!" He barks at me, his fingers feeling like chains on my waist.
"After everything I told you about him, do you really believe I would go to meet him?" I ask him, bitterness filling my words like fuel for me to voice them.
"Of course I do!" He shouts back and push him away again. "You were with him today, when I went to the Timmons Institute. Why do you keep seeing him, Adeline?"
"I didn't know he was there!" I tell him, tears forming in my eyes at the remembering, that disgusting taste that filled my mouth when I saw his eyes scanning me like I was his favourite prey. If my brothers weren't there, I'd have run for the hills. "Let me go, Asher," I ask him, trying to keep myself strong enough so tears won't start running down my cheeks.
"I'm coming with you," he says and I just shake my head.
"Why? To check up on me?" I ask and a tear spills down my cheek when he doesn't answer. "You're just as bad."
My words seem to hit him hard enough, because he immediately releases me and takes a step back. He means to tells me something, I'm not sure what because he just turns on his heels and leaves the room. Although I was glad that now I can go and take care of my business, the situation was troubling me. I didn't mean what I said and it wasn't fair to insult Asher in such a way, but my reasoning was blinded by stupid anger. Usually, I'd have smothered the guilt and went on, but I promised myself that I'll start caring more and be there for the people that I will soon leave. So I start running after him, catching him standing by Hayder's car, with his arms crossed and frowning.
"Now who is the one who runs away?" I ask, but I stop a few steps away from him.
I wasn't able to see her because of the halls' building, but now she is standing in all her glory before Asher and I. She was trying to tame her blonde locks that the wind was blowing all over her face. When she saw me, a little smirk appeared on her face and took a few steps in my direction.
"I said ten minutes, not half a damn hour," she tells me and I gasp, but I have the nerve to turn around to Asher.
"I told you that I wasn't meeting Thomas," I tell him with a smirk on my face, but he wasn't appreciating the joke. His eyes were demanding answers that I know I can't give him. But now with Thalia here, who apparently has some important news to tell me, will I be able to avoid the truth and protect my mission? Or I'm bound to face the facts and let him know.
Let my soul mate know that I'm going to leave him very soon.
Too soon.
Too soon for us to have the fairytale.
"I don't think we've got the chance to properly meet..." says the blonde and I just raise my chin, not in the mood for introductions. I know very well who she is.
"Why are you here, Thalia?" I cut her off, rushing this conversation that I really don't feel comfortable having. Especially with Asher here, staying just a few metres away from the girl he supposedly broke off with because he met me.
I don't see any logical reason for why he would ever leave a girl as gorgeous as this Thalia. She is taller than me, showing off her tanned, long legs in a pair of white running shorts, that were barely longer than some boxers, and a red cropped hoodie. Her skin was glowing under the twilight's paling light and she didn't seem bothered by the cold like me. While I was mildly trembling under my jacket, she was taking advantage of the autumn, chilly wind to let her wavy, blonde hair blow freely around her, locks of it falling gracefully around her waist like gold touching her sun-kissed skin. Her enchanting green eyes were scorching me and I could swear I saw her drawing more than a few sweet, innocent smiles in Asher's direction.
"I hope she won't kill me for what I'm about to say..."
"What?" I ask her and her eyes grow big, before shaking her head and focusing her attention on me.
"I came here to give you some updates from the meeting," she says carefully, thinking throughfully before choosing every word. "And to warn you..."
I frowned when I heard the last part, letting my hands grow into fists and putting my right leg a tad forward, while shifting my weight from it to my left.
"Oh, fuck."
I almost see her muthering the phrase, before positioning herself in a defensive manner. She looked ready for me to start the fight and I frowned, before analysing the way my early movement must've looked like to her. I relax slightly and she apparently does the same.
"Thank the Moon Goddess she didn't pick a fight, I'm still nursing that broken forearm."
I'm only now noticing the bandage on her left forearm, and I immediately asked. "Are you left-handed?"
"Um, yeah..." comes her answer, hesitating at every words and slightly covering her injured arm.
"So what are the updates?" Interferes Asher in our awkward conversation, and I let a fade smile cross my lips when he finally comes near to me.
Until I remember that Thalia is about to inform him about my very dangerous mission, destroying everyone's plans. Naturally, I'd had just picked a fight with her right now, but I'm practically surrounded by the flock of students wandering in and out of the halls, locking their prying eyes on us without a shame, before starting gossipping with their fellow mates. Picking a fight with a Lycan would only make this spectacle more entertaining for them. So I took on another role, one I'm not proud to play but who came almost naturally right now.
"Will you stop following my boyfriend around?" I shout at her, making her chin drop and her eyes grow big. Asher gives me a confused look, but I don't mind either of them. "If you really wanted to talk to me, you could've done it without him being here! But this meeting is just about your imposibility of understanding that he chose me over you, isn't it?" I emphatisied the words as good as I could, without making it obvious to Asher. I hope he'll remember the fight we had this morning and don't pick on the subtle message I laid for Thalia there.
"Wait... what? Asher doesn't know?"
I stop myself from shouting at her that her stupid mouth shouldn't have said that, because Asher turns me to face him. "Aline, what is going on?"