Love and War - Britta Irene (electronic book reader .TXT) 📗

supposedly. Isn’t that what you are supposed to tell us? That we are special?’ I surprised myself when that came out of my mouth. I just found out they are my parents. Don’t I need to be kinder?
‘Besides, our parents are dead.’ Kyle said with a cold voice. It even made me wince.
Miichael just smiled sadly. ‘No. We are not dead. But we cannot tell you where we are. For your safety.’ What in the world?
‘What do you mean?’ I asked, looking between Bazil and Miichael.
‘We cannot tell you where we are physically. Remember how I said that you are special, my darlings?’ Bazil said looking at us with so much love it was suffocating. Kyle nodded his head.
‘I cannot go into too much detail here, because they know every time we have an interaction with you. Just know that you are not average. You are above even us. You must protect one another. We know you are not together right now, but once you get this silly dare out of you system, do not leave one another.’ She told us.
‘Remember, we love you both. Do not tell anyone about this. Everyone thinks that we are dead. Do not even talk to the other. We will see you soon, if everything goes accordingly.’ Miichael told us. They embraced us once more, giving us each a kiss on the forehead, and then they were gone.

I sat straight up in bed. What was that all about? What did Bazil mean by we were above even them? And that they know when they interact with us? Who are they? What did Miichael mean when he said ‘if everything goes accordingly’? I was so confused. And I was not allowed to call Kyle and talk to him about it, like I usually did.
“Kyla? What’s wrong?” James asked me.
“Oh. I’m sorry. Just a confusing dream.” I told him. He pulled me back down.
“Do you want to talk about it?” he asked me. I really wished he hadn’t just asked me that.
I smiled at him sadly. “I can’t. I was told not to. I wish I could, but something tells me to keep my mouth closed.” I said. He nodded like he understood. If only he did…
I looked at the clock. It was 6 a.m. We had two hours before classes started.
“Do you want to get in the shower first, or do you want me to?” I asked him, thinking that the other could get breakfast and clean up some.
“We could just save some water and get in together.” He answered, nibbling my ear. I froze.
“Yeah, I don’t think that is a good idea.” I told him.
“Why not? Do you want to waste water?” he asked me, while making a trail of kisses from my collar bone to my jaw and back.
“No. It’s just that I don’t plan on doing anything like that until I am married. I was raised old fashioned.” I told him. He looked really sad.
“Awe, come on babe! We are mates. It is going to happen sooner or later.” He said, rubbing my shoulders.
“I would rather later than sooner. You get breakfast and clean up. I will lock the door and get in the shower.” I told him, getting up, grabbing my clothes, and heading towards the bathroom.
“Fine” was all he said. Hi did not look happy. Oh well, he’ll get over it. I wasn’t like that, and I never wanted to be. I watched many girls grow up and be like that, and now here they are, with kids and STDs. Nope. Not me.
I got in the shower, and washed away all the tension from the dream. I felt like I was watching yesterday’s events go down the drain. It was weird, me almost dying yesterday. I felt like that was a million years ago. Partially because James told me his secret and that we were mates, and partially the dream. If you had a dream about meeting your supposedly dead parents and they told you that you are different, you might get your priorities straightened too.
I got out and looked at myself in the mirror. I took in my long blonde curly hair (I got that from Bazil, obviously), my high cheekbones (Miichael), and my eyes that were blue near the pupil then silver on the outside (Bazil and Miichael). It was kind of nice to be able to put a face and a name for my parents. Most kids take advantage of their parents. Kyle and I would do anything to have two minutes with them (Not that we don’t appreciate Natalia, but it isn’t the same as having a mom and dad). Now, we had that though. But it wasn’t a real life thing. It was in a dream.
James knocked on the door and yelled at me to hurry up. I put a towel on my head and got dressed. I walked out and James rushed passed me, giving me a quick peck on the lips. He told me that there were some muffins on the counter.
I put on my corset and my wig. As I was eating a chocolate chip muffin, there was a knock on the door.
“It’s open!” I yelled, in my guy voice, in case it wasn’t one of the guys.
“Hey Kyla.” Blade said as he walked in. I just realized that his name was the same as my brother’s middle name.
“Hey Blade. Wanna muffin?” I asked him, with a mouth full. He grinned at me and picked up a blueberry one.
“Don min if i do.” He said, just like I had with a face full of muffin. I was getting some milk out for us when I thought occurred to me randomly.
“Hey Blade, do me a favor?” I asked him.
“Depends…” he said, looking a little skeptical.
“I just need your opinion and then your help.” I said, looking at him. When he nodded, I continued. “I’m thinking of getting blue in my hair. I would dye my bangs and then the underside. What do you think?” I asked, getting excited with the thought.
He looked at me like he was trying to figure out if I was serious. Then he chuckled and said,” Let’s see your real hair, then I can give you an answer from there.” I nodded eagerly and took off my wig. He walked up and made a box with his fingers, as if he was trying to picture it. Then he grabbed a strand of my hair, and nodded.
“I think you should do it.” He said. I smiled goofily at him but said
“I was going to do it anyway, but it makes me feel better to know that I have you on my side.” I told him. “Now, this afternoon, I will need you to drive me to town so I can get a bottle. Then I will need you to help me actually dye it.” He rolled his eyes, but nodded okay.
“Hey Blade. What’s going on?” James asked.
“Oh nothing.” I told him, “Blade and I were just planning our hot date this afternoon. Right Blade?” I said. James rolled his eyes.
“You aren’t planning on stealing my mate, are you Blade?” James asked, feigning shock. He pulled me into his bare chest. It was then I realized that he only had a towel on. Oh, how he knew to taunt me.
“Yes, actually I was. We were going to run away together, because we are madly in love. We were planning on having sixteen kids and be as poor as ever, but we would be rich in love. Right love?” Blade answered back, jokingly. I frowned.
“I thought we agreed on seventeen kids.” I said acting confused.
“Oh, right. My bad. Sixteen is the number of grandkids we were going to have.”
“You got it.” I said. He laughed and James looked back and forth between us. He didn’t know whether to be mad or laugh. He is so cute sometimes. He just rolled his eyes and went back to get dressed. Within five minutes, all the guys were there. Chris told me that they were the Veiled pack.
We all left out the door with five minutes left until we had to be in class. Blade told me that he would meet me right after school by his car to go get the dye. I could not wait!
The day flew by, with me joking with James all periods. When Ryan, Timmy, or Dakota were in there, it made it all better, because I could joke with them too.
After the last class, I headed out to the parking lot to meet Blade. I was bouncing when I finally saw him walk up to me. We got into his huge SUV, and once we were off the school campus, I unbuckled my seatbelt and started climbing to the back of the SUV.
“What are you doing?” he asked me.
“Changing. It would look weird if two guys went into a hair salon alone. This way, it will look like I made my helpless boyfriend come with me.” I said smirking.
He scoffed, “Yeah whatever.”
I continued changing. I took off my corset and baggy clothes and put on a bra and panties. I put on some short shorts and a Skillet t-shirt, Black Veil Brides bracelets, and a A7X necklace and converse. I climbed up back to the front with Blade.
“I’m not used to you being in girl clothes.” He said.
“Get used to I buddy.” I told him. We pulled into the hair salons parking lot, and I was jumping with excitement. I ran into the shop with Blade right on my heels.
“Can I help you?” a bored teenager said, while snapping her gum.
“I want blue hair.” I told her. Blade rolled his eyes.
“Sit right over there. I’ll call you up in a minute.” She said, eyeing Blade.
I sat down and waited five minutes before they called me. Blade followed me back. I told the lady what I wanted, and she told me that she would do it the first time here, then send me home with the bottle.
We walked out about an hour later, me with blue bangs and a blue underside. The lady talked Blade into getting a black streak in his platinum blonde hair. It made him look even sexier.
Instead of driving towards the school, he went down the street to a tattoo and piercing parlor. I looked at him in awe.
“I figured if we might as well go crazy with it.” He said with a shrug. I really was starting to love this boy.
We walked in, and decided to get a tattoo and snakebites each. Blade also got his eyebrow pierced. I got my middle name (Blaize) with flames around it on my shoulder. Blade got a wolf howling at the moon on his bicep. We got our snakebites and his eyebrow done, and we were out of there.
“Are we gonna stop and rob a convenience store for alcohol next?” I asked him.
“No. First we will outsmart a druggie into giving us some weed, then we will get the alcohol.” I started laughing and so did he. He told me not to worry about going back to the boy attire, the school was used to seeing some random girl on is arm. I gagged at that.
We paused outside of the room before entering. Someone, probably James, was pacing back and forth and Chris was telling him something.
“Don’t worry. I’m sure she is fine.” He said. It didn’t take me long to realize that the ‘she’ they were talking about was me. I burst into the room.
“What is going on?” I asked.