Aiden.
I go downstairs after freshening up and I see both links cuddled up. Damien smiles upon seeing me.
"Took you long enough". He tells me as I neared the kitchen counter.
They looked really happy together and I felt a sprang of jealousy chipping in as I watched them. I wonder what it feels like to have someone that completes you and understands you in and out.
I feel so out of place that I don't know how to act. I also don't want to act uncomfortable like he said earlier, so, I push my hands inside the pocket of my pants and put a smile on my face.
"I had to freshen up". I tell them and they nodded an "oh" in understanding.
"Come sit, do you drink?" He inquires first and when I bob my head, he pours the drink in a glass after having poured for Salvador and himself. "I didn't get to welcome you properly... It had been a while since I spoke with Ash. I don't see her regularly".
I take the glass from him and they both stare at me as though they were curious to know something. I look at them and their thoughts play before me.
I wonder what his abilities are.
Ash said he reads thoughts.
Do you think he's reading our thoughts right now?
"It's out of my control, I don't mean to". I confess and Salvador mutters an "aha" before sipping his drink.
"So you read our thoughts without wanting to... What more can you do?" Damien asks and I manage a smile.
"Does getting acquainted mean you must know my abilities and weaknesses?"
"Yes, Love, you're in Prestige High, who you are matters. You're either the strongest or the weakest, either way, there is a hierarchy, and if you fall under the masses, it can't be helped, you will be bullied".
Damien tells me but I can't help but imagine how a school can turn into a place of massacre and dominance.
He exhaled "In this school, your words don't matter, but your actions do. There are people who run this school. They don't have to be here to be feared, they just have to open their mouths to have everyone and anyone fall to their feet. Even if they murder other clans, nobody says anything".
"Since they make the highest contributions, the boards has no other option than to do whatever they say".
I stare at him utterly speechless.
When he says "They" does he mean who I think he means?
Is it him?
"Have you heard of Bale?"
He say the name in my mind and I clench my jaws to suppress my hate and Anger.
"Yes". I tell him.
"Oh, I see... I guess you've heard everything you need to then". He takes a sip of his drink with his eyes on me while Salvador watched from behind.
"I met him earlier before his trial".
Salvador joined his brows together. "You've met with him? That's dangerous". I see the cautiousness in his eyes as he questioned. He seemed more into the conversation than earlier. "This is bad".
"Wait, it's not bad if he dosen't look him in the eye, right?" Damien retorted, trying to lessen the tension in the air before turning back at me. "Did you look him in the eye?" He asked me and I swallowed.
Suddenly, I feel tensed.
Everything they were saying was getting to me somehow and I don't know why but maybe it's because I know that nobody's got my back and I was tossed here to die.
Or maybe it's because I did not only lock eyes with this person, we exchanged glares twice, and he intentionally mocked me with his eyes... Does that make any sense?
"I-I did but..."
Before I can even complete my words, Salvador shook his head muttering "fuck".
"You're screwed". He tells me.
"I mean, he might not even remember me, right? He's got alot of enemies and people he probably wants to punish". I try to brush it off but he scoffed.
"Listen, Aiden there's a reason he's called the most dangerous specie and there's a reason nobody looks him in the eye". He says and Damien runs his hands through his hair in a frustrated manner.
He exhaled. "He doesn't forget". He says gulping down his drink.
"He doesn't forget". Salvador repeats his words in agreement.
He doesn't forget? What does that even mean? Who doesn't forget things? I mean I may have gone overboard with the glaring and the murder stares but that doesn't mean I'm automatically at the top of the list, right?
The rest of the conversation was about keeping a low profile and about the richest kids in Prestige High, followed by the wildest and craziest quarters, then the coolest spots to hang in school.
It was almost midnight already when we decided to retire back to our rooms. I've never felt this relax with people, and considering I just met these two, it felt really good.
I had a great laugh, and we kinda thought alike. Maybe it's because we're vampires but I felt an actual connection with people for the first time.
With everything that played out tonight, I really thought I was going to forget about him. But for some reason, everything that happen today kept playing in my mind. I couldn't get what they said out of my head.
I'm not scared of him, I know that for sure but I also don't want to die, I can't be too confident of my abilities. I need to keep my emotions in check, and keep a low profile as I have been told.
I lay back on the bed and close my eyes to catch some sleep and I before I can stop it, I doze off.
I am already dreaming.
In my dream I am covered in water. I cannot breathe. I feel like I am drowning, deeper and deeper. There is no escape.
But for an unknown reason, it feels so real. It feels as though I am drowning in real life.
The feeling of being deep in water... the heaviness of it.
I feel the loneliness, the echoes, and it feels so real.
No, this is not a dream... This is real.
I cannot breathe in real life; I am also drowning in real life. I can feel the coldness, the wetness, the weakness. I feel lost in a void, a very dark quiet void.
It feels like sleep, like cold death.
And when I jerk open my eyes in shock, I find myself in a pool, deep in water.
I see myself struggling.
I struggle to swim my way up when I notice a roof.
I am still in my room but the entire room is flooded with water. The only way out is the door.
I'm already out of breath.
I hear the chuckle.
There's someone in here with me.
I am trapped in here with someone that wants to kill me.
I try to fight it. To fight my way out. To find out who it is but the room is so dark and I can't make anything out of it.
I am trapped.