Chapter 3 Liv

'Shit!' Logan took one glance in the room and read the situation.

He picked off the floor and dragged me out of the room. The door filled with people others ran back to find a place to puck. There was so much blood, he was so pale, he was dead.

'How did this happen?!' Someone yelled. 'Get help!'

'What is going on? Liv!' Amber rushed into the hall where Logan set me down.

Tanya, Pearl and Demi followed.

'What happened?' Tanya lifted her chin.

I pulled my legs up to my chest and shut my eyes. Maybe it would all melt away into darkness if I kept them closed. My mind was playing games with me, it was all a bad dream.

'Damn it guys, it's bad real bad. Liv, what happened?' Logan said.

I opened my eyes and a rush of air escaped my lungs. 'I don't know! He was-I walked in and he was already dead. There was so much blood.'

'Dead?' The girls gasped.

Logan grimaced, 'It's Leo.'

We just spoke how could he be dead? Amber crunched down and wrapped her arms around me. She burst into sobs seconds later. The girls wrapped their arms around me. We became on huge pile on the floor.

'Everyone get the hell out!' A husky command radiated from the living room.

Pearl snorted, 'Says who?'

Sirens followed and Logan yanked us off the ground, but a stampede of people disconnected us. I got up before I could become the next victim in the house. The crowd shoved me to the living room and tossed me on a sticky brown couch.

'We should leave too,' Tanya dragged Amber out of the outpouring swarm of people.

Demi and Pearl battled their way to the living room.

'She can't leave Tanya. Liv found Leo. Now you don't have to say anything until we get you a lawyer.' Amber said.

I failed at controlling my trembling hands. 'I didn't do anything. I did-'

'Rufus, what the hell is going on? Weren't you told no parties?!'

A six foot tall man hovered over a five foot two Rufus. His bright blue eyes visible from where I sat. His rough tone sent shivers across my skin.

'I-He- I don't know man. I don't know what happened someone found him that way.'

'Damn it Rufus!' The man ran a hand through his satin blonde hair.

Rufus could have shrunk himself into a mouse if it meant getting away from the guy who sent him flames.

'Damn him he's gorgeous.' Pearl muttered.

'That's Cole Delaney. Leader of our Coven.' Demi smirked.

Shit! My head landed in my laps. He just had to be here. It was the first time I ever laid eyes on him and I wanted it to be the last.

'I'm sorry bro! You know I didn't do this right?'

Cole growled, 'Shut up. I said everyone out! This is a crime scene.' Cole's ice blue eyes set on us.

I sprung to my feet and my friends stared at me.

'You don't have to tell me twice.'

'Wait, she's the one that found that guy dead.' Rufus stopped me square in my tracks.

I bit down on my lower lip and shot Rufus tiny daggers. Cole's gaze settled on me with no patience what's so ever.

'Back down curly.'

I grumbled back to the chair. I pressed my palms against my ears then shut my eyes. The blue and red siren lights flashed in the house. Voices outside attacked my ears doing everything they could to destroy my mind.

'Well, we're not going anywhere.' I opened my eyes and Tanya stood in front of me with her arms crossed.

'Didn't you hear? This is a freaking crime scene!' Cole yelled.

'You should be catching who ever killed Leo then.' Logan emerged from the front door.

Cole ran a hand down his face and went face to face with Logan. Logan crossed his arms.

'Liv, didn't do anything. Let her go.'

'If curly over there is innocent then she won't mind answering a few questions. Look, I don't have time for this werewolf.' He spat the last part.

I shot up and marched up to him. I had to lift my head all the way up and slightly jump.

'I found him. We just spoke before then and we just broke up. So, if it's not too much to ask can we do this another time.' The crack in my voice betrayed me.

Cole looked down at me and grumbled. He placed a meter between us then sighed.

'Fine.'

The ride back had to be the coldest I'd ever felt in a car. Not even the presence of my girls did anything to melt the ice coated on my skin. If only people could shut down and let time pass long enough for the pain to fade. Even with all the power I harboured I couldn't grant my own request.

***

Four days went by and Leo's killer hadn't been caught. Costum news put it as a crime of opportunity. The rumours around the magicals said Leo's killer was a blood thirty creature. I didn't know what I believed because both could be likely aside from the fact that the magical side of Costum Coast hadn't had murders for years and it just didn't make sense that Leo was killed!

Logan and the girls came by to check on me. My boss called too each time to get the date I would be back at work. The sun was almost down and I would be heading to there as soon as the clock hit six. Being home was like being choked with a scarf.

'You don't have to go to work right away honey. That boss of yours is a real prick, you know?' Mom flipped her brand new rouge weave behind her shoulder.

'I'd rather be at work anyway.' I mumbled.

I sat on a stool by the kitchen isle while Mom marinated a chicken.

'You can't avoid talking about what happened forever baby.' She said.

The glass door slid shut then entered Gran and her dog Misty. A grey Maltese.

'It wouldn't even have happened if she took her training seriously.' Gran said.

I hung my head, 'Here we go again.'

'Witches can sense dangerous in their dreams, in their bones. In my day witches were punished for not taking a warning seriously.'

'Don't start Cheryl-'

'What do you know you're just a mere mortal!'

'Okay! Look at the time. I don't want to be late, you know how Baxter can be.' I grabbed my coat off the hanger and keys from the hook and let the door bang behind me.

Voices rose behind me. This was what I had to deal with ever since Gran involved me in the dumb deer maiden trails. Mom and Gran already didn't get along, but Gran's little stunt sent things over the edge and Dad was definitely caught in the middle.

'No! What are you doing here! Baxter is such a dick!' Pearl greeted me as I walked up the stairs to the little patio.

She cradled a beer bottle in her hand and another one stuck out in her black apron pouch.

I shook my head, 'Wasn't Baxter. I couldn't take it anymore.'

She nodded, 'Hmm, beer?'

'I can't drink that stuff. Got any ginger beer in there.'

'Oh please.'

I laughed. We had at least thirty minutes before our shift began. Pearl only came in early for the beers and freshly baked goods. We had the best baked items on the whole coast. At least we liked to believe it.

The cold breeze caressed my face and the silence felt like expensive oils running down my back. Gran mentioned sensing danger. Was it like goose bumps crawling all over your skin? A heart racing so fast it felt like a creature right out of hell slashed it's filthy fingers at you? Sweat dripped down the side of my face and air escaped my lungs I almost thought the life was being stolen from me.

My mind's eye flooded with images of corpses and screams filled my ears.

My body shook and I almost hit the wooden floor.

'Whoa! Liv! Can you breathe?' Pearl yelled.

I sucked in a deep breathe. 'Oh my goodness. I'm fine. I have no idea what happened.'

Pearl's eyes popped wide open. Broke glass scattered on the floor near our feet.

'Liv!' She gripped my shoulders.

'I don't know... it was horrible. It was evil.'