The Paranormal Mystics by Savannah Jackson (e books free to read .TXT) 📖

not answer for a little while, but when she did, she whispered, "Because he thinks you're his mate. His wolf is telling him that." I squeaked and looked at Myra, without realizing it, I yelled, "Seriously?!" "Uhm...you might want to tone it down...just a smidge..." She replied in a quiet voice and I looked around, noticing everyone was looking at me and my cheeks heated up, turning a bright red. "Oops." I said. Aaron had a smug smile on his face, Myra glaring at him. Crap. He knew I knew. "I'm just gonna go back to my house..." I said, trailing off.

Thira shook her head, "This place is your house now...you're a supernatural creature, and if Arriane is correct, which I don't doubt, you'll have to learn how to control your powers...otherwise, when you're really angry or feeling some emotion strongly, things will happen, whether good or bad." I whined and my jaw dropped, "Whhhhaaattttt?!" I yelled, "But I don't wanna stay here!!! Not with a whole bunch of other people I barely know!!" Arriane and Myra patted me comfortingly, and knowingly. They knew my past...no other person does. Besides my father. Who is in prison.

Joseph sighed, "I'm sorry, there is no other choice. Myra will be showing you to your room." I nodded and walked up the stairs, following Myra and Arriane. The reached a door and opened it. This room had a bed facing the middle of the wall on the right. There is a dresser next to it, another door next to a door, I opened it and it is the closet, a walk-in closet more like. I opened the other door and it is a bathroom. I sighed and closed both doors, then flopped onto the bed.

"Can y'all please leave? I need some time to myself." I asked my best friends and they left the room, the door closing behind them. Only then, did I start crying into my pillow, I was crying because of the memories of my past. I never did trust ANYONE easily ever since...that day. Or rather, those couple of years.

Chapter Five

I must have went to sleep because it was morning when I opened my eyes. I yawned and stretched, sitting up when it all came back to me. I sighed and got out of bed, maybe I can just escape for the day. I probably would not be allowed to, after all, I was forced to spend the night...well, move here more like. I looked in the dresser and found some underwear, I grabbed a bra and panties, then some socks. I looked into the closet and found clothes in it. I shrugged and grabbed an outfit, it had a white flowery/semi-lacy top and a blue skirt, I thought would look cute on me.

I went into the bathroom and hopped into the shower when the water became the perfect temperature. I felt myself relaxing under the torrent of water as it hit my back. I put shampoo and conditioner in my hair and rinsed it out, then I put on body wash and rinsed that out. I turned off the water, hopped out, and put on my clothes. I went up to the counter and found make-up there. I put on black mascara, red lipstick, a hint of clear lipgloss, careful not to mess up the lipstick, and some white with grey eyeshadow. I left my waist-length wavy, black hair down, looked into the mirror, and satisfied with my look, I went out of the room and downstairs into the kitchen.

I went to the fridge and got out some strudels, wild berry flavored! Yum! I took two out and popped them into the toaster, then grabbed the two packets of icing and put that to the side before putting the box back into the freezer. I then started looking for the cups while waiting for the toaster to pop up the strudels. "Need help finding the cups??" A deep, rich voice asked. I jumped, my head was in the bottom cabinets, so I hit the top of the bottom of the counter. "Ouch!" I yelled and whined, standing up and rubbing my head.

The person who spoke was Aaron. I sighed and replied, "Yeah...I'm kind sorta too short to reach the cabinet handles..." I am 4 feet 9 inches tall, do not judge! I hate being short!! Aaron chuckled and said, "Sure." He opened a cabinet door, and grabbed a clear cup, handing it to me. I muttered, "Thanks," before turning to the sink and putting some water into it. I set it down on the counter and started getting my strudels when I realized something and groaned. "I need a plate...I don't know where those are...can you please get one for me??" I asked Aaron with a sigh. He nodded and grabbed a plate, setting it down in front of me. He leaned against the counter, watching me. I put the strudels on the plate and put the frosting on them, then I began to eat them.

Chapter Six

I was eating my strudels when something went around my waist. I looked down and growled, an arm was circling my waist. "Get your arm offa my waist. I'm sure Arriane told you not to mess with me." I said in a deathly low voice. I felt him shrug and Aaron still kept his arm where it is, my waist, "So??" He asked. I turned around and pushed him away, "So, I don't want you touching me or even going near me!" I said, my voice raising with every word, my eyes staring into his eyes.

He had a look of hurt on his face when he asked, "Why do you keep pushing me away?? Surely you can feel that we're mates??" I looked down, remembering the things my father did to me, the things my boyfriend did while we were dating, when I spoke again, my voice broke, "Be...because, I can't tr...trust guys. N...Not anymore at le...least." There were tears trying to break free, I heard a sigh and then, "Alright, I'll give you time....I'll try not to push you..," then I heard footsteps slowly fading away.

I bit my bottom lip and went out of the kitchen, walking into the living room where my two best friends are. "Hey Arriane, Myra....Imma go out for a bit of air just in case you wonder." They glanced at each other, then back at me and nodded, "Okay, see you later." I gave them a small smile and went out the back door.

 

Chapter Seven

I sat down on a bench in the backyard, listening to the birds chirping their songs and the wind howling. The bench was wooden...an extremely polished looking kind of wood though. I sighed and looked down at my hands, remembering the things my ex-boyfriend had forced me to do. Without realizing it, I began singing.

 

Let it Go by Disney(Sung by Idina Menzel as Elsa)

 

The snow glows white on the mountain tonight

Not a footprint to be seen

A kingdom of isolation,

And it looks like I'm the queen.

 

The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside

Couldn't keep it in, heaven knows I tried!

 

Don't let them in, don't let them see

Be the good girl you always have to be

Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know

Well, now they know!

 

Let it go, let it go

Can't hold it back anymore

Let it go, let it go

Turn away and slam the door!

 

I don't care

What they're going to say

Let the storm rage on,

The cold never bothered me anyway!

 

It's funny how some distance

Makes everything seem small

And the fears that once controlled me

Can't get to me at all!

 

It's time to see what

I can do

To test the limits and break through

No right, no wrong, no rules for me I'm free!

 

Let it go, let it go

I am one with the wind and sky

Let it go, let it go

You'll never see me cry!

 

Here I stand

And here I'll stay

Let the storm rage on!

 

My power flurries through the air into the ground

My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around

And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast

I'm never going back,

The past is in the past!

 

Let it go, let it go

And I'll rise like the break of dawn

Let it go, let it go

That perfect girl is gone!

 

Here I stand

In the light of day

Let the storm rage on,

The cold never bothered me anyway!

 

 

Tears were creeping out of my eyes and rolling down my cheeks, I closed my eyes, trying to shut the pain away, to not feel it, unsuccesfully. Soon, sobs were racking my body and I felt arms wrap around me and pull me to the owner of the arms. Without a fight, I buried my face into the owner's chest, I knew who it was who was holding me without looking, Aaron.

"Hey, Nunki, it's alright, whatever hurt you in the past won't hurt you ever again, not with me around. And trust me, I'll always be around whereever you are." He said, his voice comforting me. My voice came out cracked when I spoke, "I...I know, I...I just...the pain is too mu...much. They say the past is the past, my past keeps coming back to me, hurting me all over again. I...I just wish there was some way t...to erase all of this pain. To keep from remembering everything that's happened." I heard a sigh, his arms tightening around me.