door. The bedroom was the size of my living room and a dead fireplace sat against one of the walls. Two armchairs rested in front. The door was solid hardwood, carved with an intricate oak tree. I turned the knob and edged slowly out of the room.
T he corridor was wide and short, with several more doors for me to open and discover what stood behind them. I didn’t know where I was and there was no other choice but to explore and find a way out. In the middle of the corridor was a large arched opening that led to a larger room lined with books, two fireplaces and stairs to the second floor. A leather couch set sat with a large table where a crystal whisky set rested on a silver platter.
The large d ouble paned windows are closed; its latch down and locked. I walked into the living area and stood in the middle, looking for a way out. I suppose I could climb out the window. I could see the grass outside and evergreen spruce trees. The house was definitely in the forest and there is only one forest in Angel’s Fall.
“Amelia,” said a gentle voice. I turned around and Aiden stood beneath the archway, his tussled hair played with the rays of light while his flawless skin looked like marble.
“Where am I?”
“This is my house,” he informed me.
“You knocked me out.”
Aiden a verted his eyes. “Please, don’t be afraid of me. I only wished to keep you safe.”
“Of course,” I whispered, half-sceptical but I felt it in my heart that he was not lying. “So are you going to tell me what you are?”
Aiden closed his eyes momentarily and smiled. “You’re not going to give up, are you?”
“You took me out of school, knocked me out and I haven’t a clue what part of the country I’m in.” I knew that last part was a lie. He couldn’t have taken me out of Angels Fall. “Not only that,” I continued, “there was a shadow creature in the cafeteria, monsters outside my room and you, standing there like you’re an expelled god.”
“Pardon?” Ai den was caught off guard by the last comment.
“Oh come on, don’t act like you don’t know. All the girls are swooning over you.”
“Are you jealous?” he asked.
My face turned red. “No. I was just…don’t change the topic and just tell me what you are.”
“Looks like you have to tell her, brother.” Ethan entered the room as he wiped his face with a cloth.
“Is that blood?” I asked, horrified.
“No, Amelia, its tomato sauce,” Ethan replied sarcastically. “Of course it’s blood.”
Color drained from my face as my legs went weak. Ethan snorted as he placed the cloth down on the table and poured himself a glass whisky. I moved away towards the fireplace.
“Brother, are you going to speak? Or should I tell her?”
“Is it really necessary? She doesn’t need to know.”
“Excuse me?” I said, “yes I do.”
Ethan pulled a shrugged and nodded towards me. “She is right, brother.”
Aiden looked pained by Ethan’s words. He didn’t want to tell me and it appears that Ethan was no longer on his side. Aiden could not avoid telling me anymore.
“What are you?” I pressed.
“What do you think I am?” Aiden seemed to echo my voice. I stared at him and saw how his face pleaded for me not to say it. But I couldn’t hold the suspense much longer and I needed to know.
“You have super speed and super strength,” I began.
“Oh, don’t forget super good looks,” added Ethan with a mischievous grin. He lifted his glass at me and emptied the whisky into his mouth.
“Yes, that too,” I said. My muscles tensed as a part of me prepared to run. If Karen’s theory was true, I didn’t know what these two brothers w ill do to me. The worse that could possibly happen is that I die, here and now, on their beautifully polished hardwood floor, or kept as some sort of prisoner in their underground dungeon. In a house like this, I shouldn’t be surprised that it had such a room.
Aiden waited for me to speak. I could see
T he corridor was wide and short, with several more doors for me to open and discover what stood behind them. I didn’t know where I was and there was no other choice but to explore and find a way out. In the middle of the corridor was a large arched opening that led to a larger room lined with books, two fireplaces and stairs to the second floor. A leather couch set sat with a large table where a crystal whisky set rested on a silver platter.
The large d ouble paned windows are closed; its latch down and locked. I walked into the living area and stood in the middle, looking for a way out. I suppose I could climb out the window. I could see the grass outside and evergreen spruce trees. The house was definitely in the forest and there is only one forest in Angel’s Fall.
“Amelia,” said a gentle voice. I turned around and Aiden stood beneath the archway, his tussled hair played with the rays of light while his flawless skin looked like marble.
“Where am I?”
“This is my house,” he informed me.
“You knocked me out.”
Aiden a verted his eyes. “Please, don’t be afraid of me. I only wished to keep you safe.”
“Of course,” I whispered, half-sceptical but I felt it in my heart that he was not lying. “So are you going to tell me what you are?”
Aiden closed his eyes momentarily and smiled. “You’re not going to give up, are you?”
“You took me out of school, knocked me out and I haven’t a clue what part of the country I’m in.” I knew that last part was a lie. He couldn’t have taken me out of Angels Fall. “Not only that,” I continued, “there was a shadow creature in the cafeteria, monsters outside my room and you, standing there like you’re an expelled god.”
“Pardon?” Ai den was caught off guard by the last comment.
“Oh come on, don’t act like you don’t know. All the girls are swooning over you.”
“Are you jealous?” he asked.
My face turned red. “No. I was just…don’t change the topic and just tell me what you are.”
“Looks like you have to tell her, brother.” Ethan entered the room as he wiped his face with a cloth.
“Is that blood?” I asked, horrified.
“No, Amelia, its tomato sauce,” Ethan replied sarcastically. “Of course it’s blood.”
Color drained from my face as my legs went weak. Ethan snorted as he placed the cloth down on the table and poured himself a glass whisky. I moved away towards the fireplace.
“Brother, are you going to speak? Or should I tell her?”
“Is it really necessary? She doesn’t need to know.”
“Excuse me?” I said, “yes I do.”
Ethan pulled a shrugged and nodded towards me. “She is right, brother.”
Aiden looked pained by Ethan’s words. He didn’t want to tell me and it appears that Ethan was no longer on his side. Aiden could not avoid telling me anymore.
“What are you?” I pressed.
“What do you think I am?” Aiden seemed to echo my voice. I stared at him and saw how his face pleaded for me not to say it. But I couldn’t hold the suspense much longer and I needed to know.
“You have super speed and super strength,” I began.
“Oh, don’t forget super good looks,” added Ethan with a mischievous grin. He lifted his glass at me and emptied the whisky into his mouth.
“Yes, that too,” I said. My muscles tensed as a part of me prepared to run. If Karen’s theory was true, I didn’t know what these two brothers w ill do to me. The worse that could possibly happen is that I die, here and now, on their beautifully polished hardwood floor, or kept as some sort of prisoner in their underground dungeon. In a house like this, I shouldn’t be surprised that it had such a room.
Aiden waited for me to speak. I could see
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