💘HEART OF A BEAST👺
(Love is the word💓)
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BY BLESSING SILVER
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BOOK 2 📚
CHAPTER 25✏️
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❤Kayla’s POV❤️
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Mom nudged her head forward at me. “Won’t you say something about this new habit?!” She asked when we got into the house.
“I- it’s not what you think, mom”
“Not what I think? Can you tell me for how long you’ve been going to the woods?” She asked and I frowned..
“I followed you okay, that’s how I know! You’ve been going into the woods every time and using the community libr@ry as a camouflage for your act” she said, disappointed.
“I’m sorry, mom” I mumbled un-der my breath. “I should’ve told you about it but- it was just too complicated, I had to keep it a secret” I told her.
“A secret?” She repeated, “what if you had died in the process like her? What if the beast or some wild animal had killed you? What could be so complicated about you visiting Tracy’s grave alone and unarmed?! How could you even disobey me and do something so risky Kay, how?!” She said, blaring anger from each word.
I couldn’t explain how relieved I felt when she mentioned Tracy. I had misinterpreted her ‘followed me into the woods’ and not to the cave or to a different place in the woods.
“I’m sorry, mom,” I replied innocently, putting my head down.
“No, that won’t do. Look, I know you miss Tracy, I do too but right now, we have to think about ourselves too, what if something bad had happened to you? What if that crazy voracious beast had found you?! I can’t believe you’d defy all my warnings to visit Tracy, lie to me and stay for so many hours unarmed and careless? Just how can you be so stupid and thoughtless?!” She fired and I shut my eyes, taking in the angry words..
I nee-ded no soothsayer to tell me that mom was furious right now.
“I’m sor-
“Will you plea-se just st©p?! St©p apologizing and feeling guilty, Kay. You did it for straight three days and probably even more! How can you tell me you’re sorry, right now, huh?” She cut me off angrily.
“I’m so disappointed in you and because of this new recent habit of yours, I’m grounding you!” She concluded and I g@sp.
“What! But..you can’t ground me, you can’t do that to me”
“Well guess what? I can cos I’m your mom and until I’m convinced that you’re truly sorry, you’re grounded until whenever I say so!” She said.
“B-but mom, no, plea-se, I beg you. You can’t ground me!”
“It starts now, young lady. No friend visiting, no outing, just you staying indoors after school, I’ll get you all the books you want if you nee-d but you stay indoor! There’s more than enough food if you’re hungry!” She said with all epitome of seriousness.
“Mom-” she picked up her jacket and phone.
“Try to disobey me and watch me extend your punishment!” She finalized, wagging her index f!nger at me.
“Mom plea-se!”
Without a glance, she walked out of the door and almost immediately, I heard it cli-ck continuously for a brief moment.
Awed, I quic-kly rushed to it and tried pu-lling it open, tilting the knob continuously but I realised, sadly that she had locked it from the outside.
I sighed sadly..
Not now, plea-se!
Reminiscing quic-kly, I dashed to the door that led to the back of the house and tried opening it but it was locked also..
I dashed to mom’s room and slide my f!ngersdown to her the drawer where she keeps the spare keys, I opened it and ransacked throu-gh it for the keys but found none.
Did she take them out? I’m very sure she used to keep them here, I saw them here myself even before she told me. How come they’re not here.
I began throwing thing the drawer contained, out to search properly. I threw them until it was empty but still I didn’t find the keys, not even one.
Mom must’ve planned this all along, she must’ve hid them all before coming to the libr@ry. She blocked out all my mode of escape.
I st©pped and sighed out again, hitting my fist on my forehead.
I should’ve suspected and re-ad more to her unusual dropping me off at the libr@ry lately.
And she has to do this now? I’m supposed to be consoling Melvin. It’s one of his toughest times right now, I should be with him and not away. I wonder how he’s doing.
I walked back to the living room, dejected. I couldn’t find anything to do and I couldn’t st©p thinking about Melvin.
I wonder where he is and how he’s doing.. I hope Priola stays with him until he’s a little calm. I could only imagine what he must be going throu-gh..
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It was way past dinner and be-dtime before mom returned, I watched the front door open and she walked in.
“Welcome, mom!” I greeted as she began walking past me. She nodded slightly, without sparing me even a glance.
“I’m sorry, mom,” I said, grasping her hand before she could walk away, she st©pped and gave me a look. “I’m sorry I made you mad, Can you plea-se forgive me?” I begged.
“I’m not only mad at you Kay, I’m disappointed as well! You also lost that solid trust I had in you and I don’t know if you can get that back!” She said and I felt bad, like totally sad.
“Mom-”
“Sorry Kay, I love you a lot, so very much but this isn’t something I can ru-b off with just words!” She said and slowly pu-ll-ed her hand off mine. “Have you had dinner?”
I shook my head.
“I’ll fix something for us.. You should get used to your indoor life, I don’t think it should be that ha-rd ” she said and walked away.
I bowed my head.. What have I done?
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The next morning, after Mom dropped me off at school, still keeping up with the silent treatment; only saying few necessary words.
I was glad when she pe-cked my cheek but that was it, she drove off. I found myself in clas-s and spending the remaining school hours in there without Melvin’s pres£nce.
He wasn’t in school and I wondered why, I continually kept looking at the n£¢klace to know if something was off but the tiny blue liquid only stayed the same. I noticed the blue liquid that once filled the tube had reduced drastically to almost a very tiny bit and I was very glad that throu-ghout the rest of school hours, the color didn’t change.
I felt the boringness and dullness of school without Melvin, it had been my way of life before I met him but right now I would say I’ve gotten over that cliché lifestyle.
I missed Melvin and our school hours together, it’s usually fun with him around, he’s like every friend I could have in one.
School hours seemed to be extending and the time looked stagnant and I could swear this was the most boring school day of my life.. Now, I know how greatly Melvin’s pres£nce had influenced me, my lifestyle as a whole. Even my old and once comfortable lifestyle seem odd, boring and cra-ppy.
At least, I know he’s fine but I’m still worried about him.. I wish I was with him.
School finally ended after what seemed like eternity and I quic-kly fetched my stuffs into my backpack and hurried out of the school building.
I nee-d to go see Melvin first before I go home, at least to be fully as-sured that he’s fine.. I doubt that Priola would still be with him.
I head to the exit and opened it, re-ady to dash toward the opposite road from the bus st©p, to the woods but I st©pped abruptly in my track when I sight that familiar car. As if wanting to clear my doubt, mom c@m£ out from the car..
“Hey baby, Looking for me? Sorry I’m late” she said, signalling with her palm for me to come forward..
I su-cked my lower l!pha-rd ly and got into the pas-s£nger’s side of the car, not uttering a word to her.
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BOOK 2 📚
CHAPTER 26✏️
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❤Melvin’s POV❤️
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My gaze was in space, for how long I stood; I had no idea.. The tears couldn’t pour out anymore but every fiber of my being felt unusual and unwell..
I could only stare into space like it was the only thing I could do, like I found solace in it. I could, again, only delve into the few memories I had of mom, the few memories I had remembered throu-gh Kayla, I hadn’t seen her all day and it was honestly, the least of my worries.
The loneliness I felt, was what I nee-ded at that moment. My legs ached and my p@rtedl-ips were dry but I made no attempt to sooth either of them. The revelation lingered in my head, resounding a million times over and over again.. At a point, I’d find myself screaming out my lungs and at some, breaking into tears and then at some, staying quiet and get lost in staring at nothing.
The mood swings c@m£ concurrently. I suddenly fell, my legs not being able to bear the harsh treatment any longer, I tried standing up but I couldn’t as my legs wouldn’t suc¢v-mb. I knew they nee-ded rest but I wanted to be on my feet, staying that way and doing nothing, I felt dead and empty and I liked it. I tried forcing my legs, struggling effortlessly to awaken them but it yielded nothing..
I grumbled un-der my breath, my throat dehydrated. I wonder, since when I began feeling pain even with Kayla’s abs£nce. Well, the fact that I didn’t transform to a beast meant that I was becoming human-like and that probably should be the reason for the pain.
I shut my eyes, taking in the pain.. I didn’t like it, didn’t like that I was feeling pain, didn’t like that I felt alive..
I knew I was slowly dying, a p@rt of me was lifeless alre-ady but somehow, I didn’t want the other p@rt. As I opened my eyes, my palm grazed my pocket side and I felt it, I di-pped my hand into it and fetched out the Luvi, I stared at it for a brief moment and unconsciously, I opened the small locket. The pins were bright un-der the moon and without a thought, I took one of them, the Luvi fell from my palm and I stared at the pin, I let no other thought get into my head for fear of not doing what I was about to agree was right..
I held the pin and brou-ght my thumb out, I held the ti-p over it and sunk it into it. I felt the slight pain from the poke. I waited, expecting more but that was it, I stared at the sp©t, a thin blood had popped up from the mouth.
I dropped it down, disappointedly and just as I did, I felt a striking pain and before I could wince; I fell to the floor and darkness overwhelmed me next.
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-Kayla’s POV-
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The next morning happened to be weekend and mom was home all morning, I tried talking to her but she only let out few words and focus back on whatever she was doing on her study table.
I had doubt that she’d be leaving the house anytime soon.
I walked back to the living room, finding nothing to do, I found my way to the kitchen.
I glanced around and suddenly thought of something, I quic-kly began brewing coffee. Leaving it to brew, I gr@bb£d a pack of cookie, tearing it opened, I emptied on a saucer. I took the coffee, took out the leaves, added lots of milk and a bit of sugar. I carried both to mom’s room, she was up from her study room and bent over her drawer, taking out stuffs from it.
She gave me a quic-k look and looked away.
“I brou-ght you some snacks to have as work” I told her and she looked back at me then at the stuffs in my hand.
“That’s thoughtful of you, you may leave it there” she nudged her head toward the table and continued going throu-gh her drawer.
I walked to the table and tried shifting a book aside to create space for the saucer; when it fell and opened, I left the saucer and bent to pick the book when I saw a paper that had fallen from it on the floor.
I reached for it and picked it up but something caught my attention almost immediately, I perused throu-gh it and my eyes dilated in shock..
“Thank you-” mom’s voice trailed off and she immediately I felt the paper being snatched from my hand, I gave her a gobsma-cked look and she gave me a slight frown..
“You and dad were getting a divorce!” I asked, my brows furrowed.
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T. B. C