Probably the most accurate representation of my Maggi’s life.
She had just moved in next door with her family. From the top of the barn Adam could see their swimming pool and the perfect view of the girl who had no inhibitions. The bathing suit she was wearing was barely big enough to cover anything. It just covered the essentials. The boy in Adam was wishing that it didn’t. This was the first time in over a year that he had thought about someone his own age.
He was too busy staring that he had forgot that he was late for dinner with Arizona.
They had been screaming at each other for over an hour. It got to the point where Ian just couldn’t take it anymore. He wanted the hell out of this house and he was ready to make it clear that that was what was going to happen. Elena had already thrown every glass object in the living room at him so there was no reason to hold back now.
“Elena are you not listening to me!? I’m done. I’m leaving. I’ve proposed to Amory. It’s over!” he shouted as loud as he could. That seemed to stop her. She didn’t pick up another object, instead she just stood there staring at him.
He hadn’t told her that last part. He had said he was ready to leave, he had said it was over but a proposal? Elena had never thought it would come to this. She and Ian had never even bothered to get married and now he was proposing to another woman. That was it. She couldn’t look at him anymore. “Get out. Get the hell out now!” Ian didn’t need the shouting; he already had his bag at the door and was ready to go.
Christian heard the door slam and he waited a moment before he left his room. “Just stay put,” he said with a small smile to Parker. She had seemed a little terrified of his parents going at it but this was nothing new. Of course Christian knew this time was different. He had heard what his father had said. He walked out slowly to find his mother on the couch sitting there shaking. But she wasn’t crying. Elena had always been so strong but Christian wondered what had made her so cold to not cry at this moment. He knew that she still loved his dad but she was too damn stubborn to fix it. “Mom…are you okay?” Christian asked carefully.
Elena’s shoulders stiffened even more as she heard Christian’s voice. This was it. She was going to lose both of them today and she was going to end up alone. She hated that thought more than anything else. “Your father’s leaving…I suppose you want to go with him,” she said, not looking up at her son.
Christian sat down beside her and put his hand on her shoulder. She was breaking and he could see that. After all these years that his parents had made his life a living hell Christian still cared about both of them. “No mom, if it’s alright by you Parker and I would like to stay here.” He said, knowing it would be for the best. He didn’t want to live with his father and the other woman anyway. It would only make things harder.
Elena gave into tears after that and hugged Christian as tightly as possible. He had never seen his mother cry so hard. “It’s okay mom, it’ll be okay.” Once again he was going to have to be the strong one in this household.
Hartley Robertson was not the domestic kind and since Archer was gone away on another muggle mission in some country she couldn’t remember the name of she had decided not to waste her time on cooking. She had lounged back on the couch with ordered pizza, a can of coke and nothing but sweat pants and a bra on.
So when the doorbell rang she didn’t feel like answering it.
But then there was a knock on the door.
“Miss Robertson are you home?”
The voice sounded completely official and Hart figure it was time to throw a shirt on and head to the door. She grabbed one of Archer’s sweaters and threw it over her torso. Taking one last bite of pizza she went and pulled the door open.
And suddenly she wished she hadn’t eaten.
Her stomach flipped and her heart dropped as she saw two men in uniform. One man was holding a letter while the other stood close by. He was prepared for when Hart’s legs gave out a little bit and she fell into him.
“Miss Robertson you were on corporal Finnegan’s list as the first to contact. I’m very sorry,” Hart wanted to scream but no words came out but tears started to fall from her eyes like heavy rain. Her breath heaved as she sobbed. She knew was this all meant.
Archer was dead.
Adam’s eyes kept flickering closed and Arizona could only do so much talking to keep the male awake and conscious. He had lost so much blood. The red liquid had soaked her shirt beyond repair and it didn’t appear to be stopping. She needed to get him out of here but the gun shots that were still audible from the janitor’s closet didn’t give her hope for escape. She couldn’t risk them being shot at again.
“Miss Brax-…Arizona.” Adam said, sitting up slightly, hurting himself in the process. If he was going to die he was going to do it as a man. “I have a confession.” Arizona looked at her student with concerned eyes but he couldn’t truthfully see her in the dark. This gave Adam a false sense of confidence and therefore he was able to continue without a worry. “I stop in that hallway every day to catch you before lunch, I come early to all your classes just to get to talk to you and I’m late for third period every day because I linger in your class,”
Arizona didn’t understand and then Adam said what he really wanted to say. “You’re probably going to think I’m crazy and stupid but I’m in love with you,” he said, letting out a small sigh of pain as he fought the urge to close his eyes and drift off. She needed to hear this. “I have been in love with you for quite some time now and I know I’m just you’re student but I want to be more than that. I’m not just some kid, I swear,”
“Adam…” Arizona began, feeling terrible for him.
“No let me finish.” he said quite firmly. He wasn’t just joking around with her, he needed her to know all of this. He had barely dated anyone this year because he had been so fixated on her. People thought that Adam and his friend Briar were together but it just wasn’t that way. Adam was in all this for Arizona. He saw how Ms. Skinner was dating one of her former students and he hoped things could work out with him and the older woman. “Everything about you is perfect…perfect for me, and I know that I could be the man you need.”
“Adam it’s very sweet, but I’m so much older than you,”
“Eight years isn’t that bad.” He defended quickly.
Arizona sighed. She didn’t need to see Adam’s face to know that he was completely serious. His tone of voice was very easy to read. What was she supposed to say now? She wanted to comfort him, to give him something and maybe she could do that in this moment. He was bleeding out here while she held his hand, it wasn’t like she could completely shoot him down. “Adam,” she said softly before leaning down to kiss him.
But her lips didn’t reach his because she felt the grip on her hand lessen. Immediately she became more concerned about him than she was about kissing him. Her free hand moved to feel his pulse but instead she felt nothing. His heart should have been racing but there wasn’t a single beat. He was gone.
Liette had been having nightmares for weeks ago. On the last full moon they had made her turn without a potion and put the only man she had ever loved in her cell. Now she was having terrible nightmares about how she had killed him.
The worst part was that she had.
She had spent the last few weeks working on an escape plan. It would only get a few of them out but that was all she needed. Come Sunday night they broke out of the hostel without any problems this time. She waited until she was in a field with Brant then she stopped him. They had the blessing of a cloudy night where the moon wasn’t visible so they were both still very much human.
“Brant kill me.” she demanded as she spun him around to look at her.
“Liette?” the young man questioned carefully. He had become friends with the girl in the hostel and he had been saddened by the passing of her lover but this was just a little too much for him. He was finally going to have his freedom and so was she and yet she was demanding that he kill her? Had she lost it?
“I got you out, you owe me.” Liette said. It was the truth. Without the little con artist they hadn’t had much chance to escape but Brant didn’t see how her murder would be repaying her.
“Liette, what are you talking about?” he shook his head at her.
“I killed Fallon. Please Brant, just kill me.” that was what this was all about. She had only wanted to get out so she could die. She didn’t want to live without Fallon. It was silly that she had only known the man for a few months and now she wanted to kill herself after his death. She could not live with herself for killing him; she would never forgive herself.
“Liette I will not kill you,” Brant said firmly. He wanted to catch up with the others and get out of here but quickly killing Liette and running off was not the answer. “If was not your fault, it was not you,” he tried to remind her. They were not in control of themselves without the potion and therefore it was not fair for Liette to blame herself.
“My teeth sunk into him. I snapped his neck. It was me.” she yelled back at him. She had watched the wolf inside of her do it and she had felt every fluid movement of the kill and therefore she would always blame herself.
“Liette stop! Enough, we have to go.” he said trying to grab at her arm to take her with him. Once they were over this hill they could apparate out of here and yet she wasn’t moving.
“Please, Brant, please,” she was crying. Suddenly the sound of guards were upon them. Brant reached out for her to run with him but she just turned around. He knew he had to go. He hoped she would change her mind and that he would see her again but he didn’t have the time to stop and think about that. With a quick pop he was gone. He would never see her again.
Liette was alone in the field for a moment. The clouds moved past the moon and she started to transform. Just like the night she had killed Fallon she had not been given a potion. The wolf took full control as the guards were on her. She killed three of them before their spells overtook her. She fell to the ground but she would not let them take her alive. The wolf got back up and fought again until one of the scared hunters shot the right curse at her.
One spell and the wolf was dead. She’d be with Fallon again and that was all that mattered.
