Breaking Silence

Chapter Twenty Three

It was a rough three weeks for me and I hadn't stopped running until I was as far as him from possible. No matter where I went, I always felt eyes on me but never could find who they belonged to which made me even more careful.

Thankfully, luck was with me and a kind old woman took me in her home and made me get a job at a library. I was hoping that maybe I could start a new life and make my own decisions for once, but the feeling that someone was watching me never seemed to go away.

The feeling that at any moment I could be captured again never left my mind and was driving me insane. His voice was always at the back of my head calling out to me and I had to control myself from running back to him.

The pull only seemed to get stronger instead of weakening and I was beginning to question whether or not I could manage to stay away from him. The hazel eyes that could make me forget all my worries and that soft, wavy dirty blonde hair that I wanted to continuously run my fingers through.

"Is everything all right dear?" Madra, the woman who took me in, questioned upon seeing the look on my face as I finished the last of my coffee.

"Yes Madra." I smiled softly at her, the concern in her eyes clear. I couldn't show her just how much I appreciated everything that she had done for me because if it wasn't for her, I would probably still be looking for somewhere to live.

She nodded her head and continued to eat her breakfast. I sighed before getting up and washing my cup and the dishes that were in the sink before waving goodbye to her.

The library at which I worked wasn't too far from here and I didn't mind walking, although that feeling always crept into my mind. Maybe I was just being paranoid and this was all in my head, but me being a part of the supernatural society knew otherwise than to believe that.

Quickly entering the library, I greeted Mrs. Darling, the librarian and she responded with a sweet smile and a nod of her head.

Working at a small library was quite easy because there wasn't much to be done. All I had to do was ensure that the books were in the correct shelving and in alphabet order and make sure to tidy up after someone if they left the books lying around.

There was also another girl who worked here but the two of us didn't get along very well. She could always be seen with headphones in her ears and she didn't really talk to anyone, but I wasn't here to make friends.

Many different kinds of people came to the library each with a different purpose but that wasn't any of my business. There was hardly any work for me to do so most of the times, I would just be seated in a little corner while I lost myself in the fairy-tale world of books.

"Hey," a deep voice said, drawing my attention away from the book that I was reading. I looked up to see an attractive, dark skin guy with dark brown eyes and curly hair staring down at me with a book in his hands. For some reason, I was getting a bad feeling about him.

"Hi, do you need help?" I asked standing up, getting ready to assist him.

He let out a deep chuckle which I swear I heard something similar to that of an animal in. "Oh no. I saw a beautiful girl like yourself all alone and I decided to say hi," he said, flashing a smile which showed off his pearly white teeth.

"So you're trying to pick up girls at a library?" I asked, letting out a chuckle as well. "I mean, good choice because you might get a very smart lady here."

"I guess I'm looking at her right now." I let out another chuckle but I knew that I didn't like where this conversation was going. Even though I disagreed with my heart, it belonged to only one person even if I hated him.

"Well it was nice meeting you, but we really shouldn't be talking in a library," I said smiling as I went back to my book, but he just did not want to give up that easily. Can boys seriously not get the hint?

"I was hoping that we could meet after you was done?" Hope in his tone which just made me sad for rejecting his offer.

"I would like to but I have a really busy schedule," I said while trying to sound convincing before burying my head back in my book. This time I was happy that he left me alone and went to another part of the library, but I had a feeling that this wasn't the last time I would be seeing him.

Ignoring the feeling, I went back to indulging myself with this fantasy of happiness provided by books. A happiness which I don't believe I will ever get to experience for myself, but that doesn't mean I can't read about others who have found it.

After a long day, I could now leave the peaceful place and head back home where I could just dive onto my comfortable bed that has been awaiting my presence. The whole walk back home, I couldn't shake the feeling that someone was spying on me and it just made anxious.

When I finally arrived home, Madra was watching TV with her grandchildren who was staying with us for the school break, so I greeted them and made my way up to my room. Jumping onto my bed, I rolled around comfortably as I flew off my t-shirt and just laid there in my bra and leggings.

I didn't bother changing into something else because I was just too lazy to do so. Taking in slow breaths, I allowed my eyes to close as I fell asleep.