Chapter 102

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  CHRISTAL's POV

  Days has gone by without any disturbance or aka Herus, that i began to think that idiot actually left me all alone in this place without anyone to talk to. Ok i'll admit that i do feel kinda lonely without that guy annoying me non stop and giving me hints about things around here.


  After feeling bored completely, i sat up on the bed and turned my head towards the door at the exact time Charles came knocking and opened the door.

  "You up?" He looks at me.

  I nodded. He comes in further and laughs at my present state, which was my hair looking like a bird nest and my puffy eyes from sleeping too much.


  I hissed at him. "Stop looking!" I said covering my face.

  He sat down the bed right next to me and held my both hands to prevent me from covering my face. "What's wrong with it? I think you look absolutely beautiful." He said and kissed my temple.


  I was shocked for a second then removed my hands from his. I knew that he has always been caring and passionate towards me but i do feel uncomfortable sometimes and i don't know why. "I think i should go and take a shower."

  I got up and ran towards the bathroom.

  I looked in the mirror and said. "What the hell's wrong with you? Don't you love him? Why are you being so uncomfortable these days???" I said frustrated.

  This place which he brought me was strange, and the things that i remember some in the past was also strange, nevertheless it was engraved in my memory how i used to enjoy seeing and being near Charles. Does things really change just like that? Why can't i feel that attached to Charles anymore?

  I shrugged the thoughts first and took a shower. I got out and saw Charles sitting on the bed, his eyes closed as he slept soundly. I chuckled at the sight seeing how he can sleep in such position.

  Did i take too long to shower?

  I tiptoed my way to the other side to the room towards the closet just so that he won't wake up from my heavy weight that can be heard through the floor. As i reached the closet, i took a pair of clothes and tried to hurried back to the bathroom. Unfortunately Charles suddenly wraps his arms around my body, only a towel between his arm and my skin, i felt embarrassed.

  "What are y-"

  In a minute, he carries me and drops me on the bed. My breath hitched and i held my towel tighter that i ever could. His eyes that darkened with lust as his fingertips trailed off at the side of my face. "Your scent woke me up."

  I gulped hard. "I-I need to change."

  He comes close to my ear and whispers. "Oh do you?"

  i felt goosebumps as his breath lingers around my ear, i turned my head away from his lips to stop the feeling of being aroused as of the moment. Not that i was, but my ear was really sensitive that it wobbles my logic throughout. My eyes widened when his hand traveled on the edge of the towel, he grabs it tightly and looks at me passionately once again as if asking for permission.

  I shook my head. "I'm not ready for this."

  He frowns. "Why?"

  "Everything just feel odd-"

  "Don't you love me?" He asks, his eyes waited as my lips parted in shock.

  I do? Or i did?

  "I'm really confused Charles, i need you to tell me everything." I replied.

  He frowns, he sat up once again and i did the same. A bit awkward that i'm still on my towel, i tried my best to wait for him to start talking once again. He turns his head towards me and smiles. "You felt it right? I'm not human anymore. Maybe that's why you're being distant." He chuckles.

  "That's right, it's strange how completely the same and different you are at the same time. Do you mind telling me what happened after that day?"

  He diverts his eyes away from me and looks straight ahead before saying, "Are you familiar with our specie's myths and legends?"

  "Not really, i guess? Why?"

  "The Devil's child."

  My eyes widened, such an old myth that was infamous all around the world not just werewolves and vampires. It concerned around the heaven and hell. My eyebrow raised, "i know some things about it, i mean they taught us about it in history at school."

  "How much do you know about it?" He asks.

  Why is he asking me this? I shrugged the thought and started saying, "i know some stuff, a human was born and sent to the devil in hell, where the boy was personally handled by Lucifer to be incarnated into a living weapon against the heavens, unfortunately before they could finish the ritual the heavens stopped Lucifer and took the kid to the surface... then! Hmm nah i forgot, i have really bad grades in History class."

  "Well some points were correct." He chuckles. "The boy actually had a twin who was a hybrid of a werewolf and vampire."

  I was shocked when i realised he was pertaining to Herus. "Then you-"

  "When i was a kid, i've always thought that it was ridiculous being born to be a weak human when my father and mother was clearly not human. Our case was so rare that nothing about the condition was recorded in the history of every species. The genes from the distinct species that my parents possessed was only passed to my twin brother and not to me. All i ever thought was how weak am i as a human, getting sick and feeling pain countless times.. then i met you."

  He smiles. "I never felt so happy in my life that i forgot that falling in love was forbidden from the contract that i made with the dark witch. And you know what happened next, i died."

  I felt sad all of a sudden, remembering the past and seeing how he died in my arms. Maybe that's why i felt so uncomfortable seeing him alive as i clearly saw his soul wither away in front of me, and i grieved like crazy.

  "Then?" I trailed off.

  "Then.. " he looks at me worried. "Lucifer took my body back to hell and revived me in some way that i don't know of. When i woke up he told how i was destined to be a vessel of the parts of his missing souls and that's why becoming a werewolf or vampire was impossible for me. I couldn't inherit the genes because of one of his souls lingers around my body, it turned me into a human to nourish the soul from true pain and finally death, in that way my soul would awaken as one with lucifer's part of soul."

  "Wow that's kind of messed up."

  He chuckles. "It is."

  "Um.. so." I trailed off. "Can i ask you something?"

  He places his hand above mine and smiles, my eyes widening from the feeling of his ice cold hand, flinching for a bit i retained a smile back.

  "Sure, anything."

  "What happened to your parents?"

  His eyes shocked from my question, his eyes burned in rage but remained a calm posture. "The man from the basement killed them."

  "What? That impossibl-"

  I suddenly stopped talking, it was unbelievable how i wanted to respond, as if it was natural for me to say these things for a stranger.

  "I told you." He puts my hair behind my ear. "He's a bad man who takes away my loved ones."

  "What? How? And why did he kill them?"

  He glares at me. "I told you, he's a mindless beast who knows nothing but to kill that's why he's being restrained and looked upon carefully."

  But those wounds.. it looked fresh.

  "Did you talk with him? Maybe someone's manipulating the gu-"

  "Let's not talk about this anymore." He interrupts.

  "-No you don't get it he just doesn't look like he would do those thing for no reason you know-"

  "Christal." He inhales, closing his eyes in anger.

  "I got it." I said, realising that there was no need to anger Charles further seeing that he won't give me information anymore.

  He sighed. He leans towards and embraces me tightly. "You don't have to be concerned about anything, you have to look after yourself. I don't want anything to happen to you."

  "Charles.. everything is just so odd. My instincts are telling me that i shouldn't trust you."

  He slowly pulls me apart from him, his feelings looked hurt. "I know you're scared of me. That's why you shouldn't trust me. I'm not the same kid i was before." His face turned cold all of a sudden.

  My tears slowly fall.

  "That's not what i meant." I sobbed. "Charles i just can't stand this sight of you. What happened to you? How can a innocent child like you were before have such eyes?"

  "What eyes." He chuckled, avoiding eye contact from me. "You're delusional, you should rest more-"

  "You have the eyes of a dead man! Who did this to you?!"

  All of a sudden, a mild earthquake shook the room, the frames that were pinned up the wall falling one by one, my eyes widened from fear.

  "CHRISTAL! Enough with this nonsense!"

  I gulped.
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