Chapter 4 The beast and his Mate

Chapter 4

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He limped forward, his mind recklessly faraway at what this strangeness could mean.. What it was trying to reveal to him, indirectly.

The pain was severe, very severe and excruciating and it got worst as he limped, stabbing his insides with a new bursting ferociousness.

When was the last time he felt pain; he couldn't remember or it probably never happened.. He remembered not even a single chapter of his life.

So this is how pain feels? It was almost surreal.

He wished he wouldn't feel it and damn what was he thinking playing games with those cops?

As he had thought, their bullets had no effect on him, not a single one and he still felt nothing as he walked to rest. He only remembered that the pain started slowly few minutes after he began resting, he had felt it but had brushed it off carelessly.. He hadn't even realised that he was bleeding. He didn't feel the liquid until he was told.

Realization dawned on him then.

He felt pain. He saw blood and he felt the wetness on his skin, on his body. He felt human, felt everything they could feel and heard his own breath!!

He felt his heartbeat going fast and heard his pants. For the first time ever!

Is that a good or bad sign.

Does it mean he was becoming human again or just another bad sign to remind him that his death was near?

No, not his death. He's already dead, he only had his walking corpse now but.. But back there he felt alive. He felt like a human! It was as if he was living .

What is happening to him? He wondered, And who is she? Why did he feel that electrifying spark in his system when she touched him?

Why did he sense death, experienced it a second time and jerked back to life the next minute?

He had so many questions and he was going to the only place where he would get answers to them.

He wanted to disappear. The limping caused pain to tear at different angles of his body, he felt his whole being on fire and he realised sadly that he couldn't use his powers. He couldn't vanish. At least not in front of her, He didn't want to scare her like that but on a second thought, he realised that his powers weren't working when he tried it and suddenly he was getting weak, very weak and was giving way to unconsciousness again when a figure flew past him, taking him along and he knew who it was; his life-saver

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💌Kayla's POV💌

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I stayed in that position with my face bent, as more paint drenched my clothes. It stopped after a while, I looked up, shielding my face in case it was another trick they were trying to pull on me but instead I saw the perpetrators and just as I had thought, it was Shane and the remaining gangs.. Andrew was there too, laughing so loud that his voice echoed in the passageway. He gave me a 'this is not over' look and walked away, he goons following.

I stare at my clothes, a complete mess that would only aggravate if I move.. I look around as if searching for help but every students that passed by only gave me a mockery look before walking away like I wasn't even there.

It hurts even more when Jake joined the mockers, he didn't spare me a second glance after it.

"Take off your boots"

I thought a voice came from behind me, feeling a presence close by, I tilt my head backwards and saw a girl, a strange looking girl. She looked very much like a doll with her light pink hair and her face that was caked in so much make up. Her lip gloss was more than enough on her lips and her mouth held a lollipop. As soon as our gaze met, she started walking away.

"Thank you" I yelled after her but she only kept walking without acknowledging my gratitude.

I carefully took off my boots and land my feet on a safer place, away from the paint. I walked to my locker, grabbed my bags that had my extra curriculum clothes and a pair of tennis shoes. I slammed it shut before walking to the restroom, I chose one and locked the door after me.

After washing up and changing my clothes, I tied up the ruined ones and left them in the trash can, I checked my reflection one last time in the mirror before walking out and heading to class.

Andrew flashed me a deadly glare as a teacher began teaching us. I ignored him and focused on the work.

During lunch break, I went to the cafe, bought my lunch and began eating it quietly.

As I lifted another spoonful of food to my lips, I felt a cold liquid drip from my head down to my shoulder before strolling down further. I paused at the chill and glanced up.

"Oops!" Kira said in sarcasm "sorry nerd, didn't see you there" she said before drinking out of her remaining glass of orange juice.

"Cut it out Kira, I've told you that isn't a nice way to talk to smart people. Poor four-eyes, I guess Kira couldn't recognize you from the really nice outfit you have on" Delia chipped in, sounding more sarcastic.

"Let's get past that. Do you mind us sharing the table with you? It's the only free one for now" Gina said but I kept quiet, refusing to answer them.

Well, just so you know these three are the biggest female bullies in Melville high. They don't pick a target, they just go for whoever they feel is a weakling or a loner and it's sad that I got chosen today. I stood up and grabbed my book.

"You can have it. I'm done" I told them calmly.

"Aww.. Are you leaving because of us. We can go ahead if you want us to" Delia said with a scoff..

"No, it's okay. I'll just leave instead"

I cleaned myself up again and head back to class.

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His eyes flung open and for a split second he expected to feel that excruciating pain, a banging headache or a completely jellied body but he felt none.

Just like before he didn't feel his breath and he found himself floating in the air, he didn't feel any emotions unlike then.

He felt like dust particles once again. He felt again, like a corpse.

He looked around and his gaze met her aged one, she was bent over to a chimney pot, making soft incantations into it.

Her long grey hair sweeping the floor beside her as she stood up and walked to him. He sat up in the air..

"What does it mean?" He asked her and she looked up from the pot, at him.

"What did you say happened?" She asked him, looking back at the pot..

"The girl..I-I felt sparks when she touched me and for the first time I bled and felt.. Pain. I also could breath like a human being, I felt alive" he responded.

She, at first was quiet and when she looked up at him, he saw the alarm very obvious in her eyes.

She stared quietly at him and it ignited fear in him. From the look in her eyes, he knew the revelation wasn't a good one.

"Belle?" He called her, fear surrounding his voice.

"You found her" she finally spoke up.

"What?" He asked, as if unsure of what he heard. "Found who?"

"The one who can quicken and can delay your existence in this world. Your chi-mate. Your Bride."

"S-so she's real? She's my helper? As in the one that has the ability to bring me back to life?" He asked and Belle nodded, her grey hair playing along.

"And your final death" she added "forever"

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