Chapter 11

I vomited again. More bile crept from my twisted stomach, and ruptured from my mouth, splattering into the formerly pristine toilet. My stomach ached….. My fingers shook, remembering another failure in sparing a life.

I failed. Again, failing to protect life, I couldn't help the burn that ministrate my heart, while I slumped down on the toilet floors.

Haha. I was really stupid….. I never really understood common sense, which was I did not have enough skin to save everyone. Maybe my father was preparing for my future. A colorful corpse filled-future. After running from the bloody past that laid back in Charmed Hills, I encountered yet another murder, one which I bothered to interfere.

Foolish little girl I was, why did I think I could save her? I barely even knew Blair but the burn of failure couldn't care less as it peppered me on to look down at my excessively trembling hands.

I never liked violence. The deaths. I never thought growing up I would see so much death. It was a massacre that day. I didn't want to see more deaths anymore. I didn't want to stand by and watch "injustice" happen anymore.

A fool I was for thinking I could possibly save everyone, but if I knew I couldn't help everyone why did my fingers keep shaking? I knew, because I was stupid.

Blowing air through my mouth, I stood up, flushed my vomit away, washed my face, and dabbed it with a towel before leaving the bathroom. No need for needless thoughts, that thing had even told me I would see many deaths in my future here.

I was not completely daft. It had heftily dawned on me that the reality of this school was not like the others. Death might be more of a common occurrence here than your usual Highschool. The alarm gadgets made sense now. They murdered each here.

Sitting down on the chair, I allowed my eyelids to rest as I pushed back all the thoughts that made my fingers shake so much, and my heart squeeze so much.

"KiKi, are you alright?" A familiar voice cut through my solemn moment, lacing concern in each word.

My eyelashes fluttered yet my eyes didn't open. My chest rose and fell as weakly as my body felt. Slowly the corner of my lips began to prop upwards into the most weakest yet genuine of smiles I could muster.

I nodded a little. "Hm. I am…. Fine." I felt the skin of my forehead crinkle slightly as I lied to Stoner for the first time.

Fine….. That was not what I felt. Weak, because I was, Stupid, because I was, Confused because I really was.

A hand dropped on my bare shoulder. "It must've been shocking, and scary, because I was scared when I first realized how barbaric it was here."

Comforting but silly Stoner, I wasn't shocked only by this discovery, I was shocked and terrified because my back skin was burnt useless, there was not enough skin to save everyone, I was scared of why yet again I put the most important lesson in my life first.

A life above all.

A life above all was the reason I was terrified. I believed it when my parents taught me but…. Why was I never able to save even one?

Ha! It didn't matter anyways, I had a strong feeling I would be seeing a lot of dead bodies in here…. And I would have to get…. Used to it.

"It was, she slipped right through my magic when she fell." I muttered, relaxing back on the chair.

Funny how my voice sounded blank and emotionless, contrary to how I felt at the moment.

"That…. Her death couldn't have been prevented, Alpha Caspian had already marked her for death." Stoner's voice seemed to have more concern than before.

She must be nervous right now. I finally opened my eyes and brought them towards Stoner, while craning my neck over. She really was concerned. Was what was written on her face.

She was wearing baggy short sleeve dark colored shirt on top a long sleeve dark cream colored one, with billowy pants just as dark as the short sleeve shirt.

My smile widened a fraction. "I don't even care." I was such a liar.

Stoner jolted an eyebrow. "You sounded like you did," she replied.

I shrugged my shoulders while clenching my fingers. "My therapist did say I have a saviour complex." I was smirking now when I said it.

Her eyes widened as if she was realizing something but I quickly butted in. "I was joking, Stoner."

A dumbfounded expression was etched on her face at my abrupt change in attitude and teasing, before she frowned and clicked her tongue at me.

"That wasn't even funny, you little cunt," Stoner allowed a displeased expression on her face while glaring at me.

I cocked my lips into a lopsided grin. "Dude, you really looked worried, it was too cute not to tease."

She placed a hand on her waist, then reached towards me with a fist and playfully punched my shoulder. "Well I was really worried, we are roommates after all, jerk."

I let out a short chuckle. "My bad I've never had a roommate before,"

She simply scoffed at me, before she grabbed my arm with her hand. "Come on jerky KiKi, let's get something to eat before classes."

I didn't even put in effort to stop her when she began dragging me to the Canteen already swamped with students.

My shoulders stiffened, noticing a large majority were looking at me closely. In their eyes showed an odd reaction that people didn't throw my way very often.

It was right on the tip of my tongue but I still couldn't fully grasp what that reaction was in their eyes. What was it?

"They think you're a lowborn lover," Stoner whispered into my ears.

My eyebrows scrunched together. "Lowborn lover?" I responded.

Stoner took a seat just as I did. She had something like pity all over her face. "You were really sheltered," she muttered. "It's a slur for Witches or Werewolves who support humans."

What in the….. I hurried to say something but the eyes of Stoner staring over me distracted me. I looked over my shoulders.

…. It was Drusilla Blackwater, coming over here.