Origin - Malia S. (ebook reader 7 inch .TXT) 📗

you’re sick. You’re a demented monster if you think I am going to help you rise to power. I don’t want to have power over all species, wait a minute—You were the one in my head last night, weren’t you!?” I screamed at the top of my lungs.

I couldn’t take it anymore, all of this information he has told me was ringing in my ears causing my headache to get worse. I looked over to the window and I guess it was about time to test this so called power. I imagined a big hammer so I could break the window open. I felt ridiculous doing it, but to my surprise an energy-constructed hammer was in my hands.
“It works…You accessed your power,” Alamar says amazed. I run full speed to the window and smash it to pieces and jump out of it. I didn’t get the chance to see how high up the room I was staying in was, but once my feet made contact with the ground the impact told me it was pretty high up. I didn’t let that slow me down though, I pumped my legs harder and faster away from the prison-like mansion. I passed by my now crushed car, and grabbed my suitcases from the back. I knew I wouldn’t make it far enough with my luggage without a car so I tired imagining my car before it was crushed. I knew it was a long shot since Alamar said my power created weapons, but I gave it a try.

A car that was only visible because of the energy waves that pulsed through its frame appeared right before me. Everything in the car was made of energy, and I wasn’t sure it would be able to hold me. With a little hesitation I get into the car and once I find out that I don’t fall through the seat I speed off to get further away form Alamar.

In thirty minutes I’m standing right outside Cole’s house and the car I had imagined vanished along with the hammer. I sauntered up to the door and contemplated whether I should knock or not. When I’m about to knock the door abruptly opens and Cole is standing in the doorway. His light brown hair is all over the place, and he has an annoyed expression on his face.
“What?” he asks bluntly, but then something in his expression changes. His eyes get softer and more concerned, “What happened to you?”
“It’s a long story,” I quietly say.
“Come inside and tell me about it,” and he opens the door to let me in, and this time I don’t push him away. I wasn’t expecting him to be so generous after what I did to him, I guess all the bruises and blood from Alamar convinced him I wasn’t going to be arguing with him anymore. I needed him. I sat down in the kitchen with him and the rest of his pack and told them everything. I told them every little detail Alamar told me, and for the first time in my life I opened myself up to friends. Or at least if they still were my friends.

After I explain everything they don’t try and ask me more questions because Cole tells them I should rest. He gets my suitcases from outside and places them in his bedroom. As he sets them down he turns to me and says gently, “We need to talk.”
“I know, and I know—“
“I mean you just left after I poured my heart out.”
“Just listen to what I have to say. The way I was raised wasn’t full of love, I mean the man I considered to be family was more like military general. My parents ran out on me, and since then I have always ran away from people who cared about me. Lisa and Cory tried to help me, but I was a lost cause. I think knowing that I am part demon makes sense now. I always felt different from everyone else. It explains the bizarre nightmares I have each night! You were right when you said I was different.” He was looking right at me, and I could see the pity written across his face.
“Just because you’re a demon does not make you a bad person, you are still a good person. You knowing this just makes you know what you are not who you are,” he squeezes my hand.
“So this doesn’t change the way you feel about me? I though werewolves hated demons as much as shadowhunters,” I sniffed and wiped some of my tears.
“Not at all, I could never hate you. Plus the demons I hate are ones that actually do evil things, I haven’t seen an evil bone in your body. You’re just a girl who believes in what she stands for,” he says dignified.
“And what is that? Not even the Prottetori want me now, I don’t belong anywhere.”
“You belong with me.” When those words left his mouth I knew I was falling in love with Cole Sanders.
“So does that mean you forgive me?” I let a nervous laugh out.
“I already forgave you when you showed up at my doorstep,” and we laugh together.

I must of fallen asleep because I wake up the next morning to the smell of bacon. Yum. It was really tempting me to get up and eat, but my lazy legs told me otherwise. I was having an argument with myself inside my head if I should get up or not when Cole walks in and says, “I cooked you some breakfast!”
“It smells delicious! But do I really have to get up?”
He just smiles and orders, “Just wait here my lady,” laughing out the door. A few minutes later he comes in with a platter with a plate filled with bacon, an omelet, and hash browns and another plate with waffles. And to top it off a mango smoothie.
“I think we’re getting married because then you can cook for me for the rest of my life,” I joke.
“I wouldn’t mind, as long as you’re the woman in the bed,” he winks and I throw a pillow at him. “Oh really now miss, that’s what I get for making you breakfast. Uh-uh I don’t think so,” and he starts taking the food away.
“No! No, I was kidding. Cole!! I need my food,” I whine.
“Girls these days all they do is want, want and there’s no giving anymore,” he teases. So when he comes back to put the food on my lap I grab him behind his neck and kiss him.
“No giving, huh?” I give him a smirk.
“Nothing worthy enough for my breakfast,” he says arrogantly and I playfully smack him and respond, “Oh don’t lie you know my kisses are the bomb. Now stop talking to me so I can eat.” I stuff my mouth with food, and I laugh when I see Cole’s surprised face when I finish all the food.

“I didn’t actually think you would finish all the food. I mean wow…”
“Are you calling me a fatass?”
“Yes. I mean for how much you eat you should be a fatass, and I don’t know how you do it but despite how much you eat you still have a models body,” he acts shocked.
“Well since you know everything about me after you touched me, you should know how much I train. That’s why I’m able to keep this baby,” I lift up my shirt and push out my stomach until it looks like I’m pregnant. “I mean it’s hard to maintain!” Cole just bursts into laughter and then pulls up his shirt and shows me his eight pack, “Yeah I really need to work on mine.”

The next few days I mostly spend with Cole and occasionally his pack. We all were getting really close and for the first time in my life I felt like a normal person. Cole and I were in the kitchen making dinner when Cole asks me, “Do want to go on a real date? I know we’ve been spending a lot of time together, and I want to take you on an actual date where we go out and eat dinner in public. I want to be able to show off my girlfriend.” I blush when he calls me his girlfriend, I have never had a boyfriend and Jerry would never allow that. Shit, I need to go to France tomorrow.
“Fuck,” I accidently say out loud.
“What?”
“I just remembered that my judgment day is tomorrow….in France,” I groan.
“It wont be that bad, plus I’ll go with you, that is if you want,” Cole smiles. Leave it to Cole to make me feel better.
“You would do that? I don’t know…the Prottetori can be pretty intimidating at times, and they love their rules. But on the other hand if you did come, after the meeting we can go to the Eiffel Tower, and there’s a restaurant at the top so we can have our first date there,” all of a sudden getting excited about the trip.
“Wow, since when did you get all excited about being with little old me,” Cole jokes. It was true though, Cole was changing me. I was never this lovey-dovey girl, but knowing Cole is my mate makes me feel so much more emotion.
“Ever since I fell in love with you,” I say without realizing I just said I loved him. His eyes widen as I say this, but he gets a goofy smile on his face and says, “I love you too.” Then we both wind up having a heat makeout session, until Aiden comes into the kitchen and makes a loud coughing noise.
“You guys do know you have an open bedroom right down the hall for this stuff? Who would ever guess miss Melis over here would fall in love with Alpha Cole? I always thought I was going to be your one and only,” Aiden feigns hurt.
“Aiden! How could you do this to me? I told you that I love Melis, and yet you stab me in the back…I could just—just…cry,” Noah breaks into fake sobs.
“So! Melis? You’re telling me you had an affair with not only Cole, but Aiden and Noah too? I could handle Cole because I mean look at those sexy green eyes even I have been tempted, but Aiden and Noah? Really? You lower your standers so much, I mean look at me! I thought what we had was true love, but NO MORE! I despise you,” Christian finishes their little act up quite nicely.

“You guys are such weirdo’s,” I laugh at their little act.
“And you ruined it Christian! You being hotter than me and Aiden is very unbelievable, if you want to be an actor you have to sell it,” Noah adds.
“I think he did alright,” Cole comments.
“Only because he practically said you were the hottest,” Aiden scoffs.
“Well what do you think Melis?” Cole asks and they all turn to look at me for an answer.
Confused I raise and eyebrow and he asks more clearly this time, “Who do you think is the hottest?”
“Umm…see boys,” and I take off in a sprint up the stairs.
“Oh don’t think you’re getting off that easy,” yells Christian as he runs after me.
“Let’s tie her up!” Noah says after him.
“I have rope,” adds Aiden.
“Why do have rope?” the three other boys ask and I just giggle. What a freak.
“Umm…to tie stuff of course…”Aiden explains.
“You mean when you have some female company! You must have a lot of rope left!” I laugh out.
“I am going to KILL YOU when I get my hands on you!” screams an embarrassed Aiden.
“If you can!” They did. After ten minutes running all around the house, Cole tackles me down while the other boys get rope. “Really!? You’re suppose to be on my side!” I scold Cole.
“Sorry