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Chapter Sixty-Two

Chapter Sixty-Two - Reality Catching On

KARA

My eyes snapped open and I looked at my surroundings. Nothing was out of the ordinary. I looked at the bedside table to check the time.

10:57 am

This is why I don't take sleeping pills, mother.

I got off the bed and noticed the picture frame. It was a picture of Connor, Edward, Jacob, and I when we went to a theme park.

Thinking about it, Edward and Jacob were supposedly my mates but I asked my mother to switch. It's hard thinking that I had that kind of relationship with people I view as brothers.

I got off the bed and my heart felt like there's a hole in it. I walked to the bathroom as I paid no mind to the ache in my chest. Looking at the mirror, I remembered how mother said that I had three marks.

Staring at where the marks should've been, all I see is my pale skin. Only Connor's mark was present, which I was grateful for.

It had always been him.

I gently touched the mark and the door slammed open, startling me. I looked to see who it was to find a pair of brown eyes.

"You're awake," Connor smiled as came to kiss my cheek. He must've felt me touching the mark and assumed I was awake.

"Good morning," I said as he wrapped his arms around my body from behind. He kissed my temple as a simple greeting. He slid his hand up along my arm and stopped right next to my mark. Gently grazed his fingers over it, he whispered, "Christian's waiting, mio amore."

I nodded and he exited the room to let me finish my morning routine. After I was done, I got out and went to the closet to pick out today's outfit.

Just a simple white tee with leggings and a jacket completed today's clothes. I wore my feather earring and locket necklace before taking Connor's outstretched hand and he led me downstairs.

Entering, my eyes saw a glimpse of short black hair and a messy bronze bouffant.

"Hey, guys."

They turned around and gave me a friendly smile. Jake got up from his seat, "What time did you sleep, Kara? It's almost lunch."

Connor's arm around my waist tightened as he glared at him, "Let her have her rest. She's been working a lot to maintain the community."

He raised his hands in surrender, "Sorry, Connor. Didn't mean to offend."

I giggled a little before giving Connor a peck on the cheek to calm him down. I heard footsteps coming from the kitchen and instinctively looked to see who it was.

"Chris!"

He opened his arms as Connor let go of my waist and I ran into his embrace. I felt him kiss my hair, "I missed you, Kara."

"Missed you too, Chris."

We pulled away and he gave me a grin, "Mom's making her famous pasta for the whole house."

"You mean the pasta she cooks only once a week?" he nodded and I almost tear up. Mom's pasta was one of the few things I would eat more than my usual serving.

An arm circled my waist as someone mind linked me.

I'll be in my office working. Have fun with them. You deserve it. – Connor

'Kay. – Kara

He kissed my cheek and smiled at me before leaving for his office. I dragged Chris to the living room where the other two were.

"What should we do while we wait?" I asked.

Jake went straight for the PlayStation 4 Pro we have set up, "Well, obviously, Overcooked 2."

"A rage game? Are you serious?" Edward asked, walking to the television. Chris and I went to them and picked up a controller.

"Rage game means shit tons of fun," Chris said as we sat down on the couch. Jake started up the game and the four of us sat around the living room.

I'm sure I'm gonna regret this, but eh.

It'll be fine.

***

After screaming at the television for what seemed like hours, lunch was ready. As usual, Connor sat on my left, Chris sat on my right, Jake's family sat on the right side of the table, Connor's family sat on the left, and the Cullens sat opposite me.

We ate while having small talks around the room. Soon though, when we're washing up, the doorbell rang.

"I'll go see who it is," I said as I wiped my hands with a cloth. Connor raised an eyebrow, "Where?"

"The...door? Didn't it ring?"

He eyed me curiously before nodding. I went to open the door.

"Hel-"

My greeting got stuck in my throat as my eyes landed on the person in front of me.

I thought I killed him.

How is he standing here like I didn't rip his heart out of his chest?

"What the heck? You're not real," I said while rubbing my eyes. He's still standing there with a sinister smirk.

"So what if I'm not? I'm ready to put you through the same hell you put me."

I slammed the door in his face and pressed my back on it. Connor came to check on me, but when I looked up, I saw Francis behind him smiling menacingly.

Tears started rolling down my cheeks as my legs buckled and I collapsed onto the floor. Connor buried me in his arms as my tears stained his shirt. He whispered soothing words in my ear, but I couldn't process it at all.

He's my first kill.

He deserved it, but he's still a person.

The guilt of ending someone else's life got to me as the reality caught on.

There's gonna have a big time skip (not really) next chapter, sooooo...
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