Running from my mate

~Cat and mouse chase~

The whole house seems to be empty, everyone has other things to do then be in the pack house the whole day. Everyone but me.

I make brunch for both me and Adam. We eat it in silence while watching some stupid tv show in the the living room.

Adam eventually falls asleep on the couch so I decide to clean the dishes and continue in my book.

I take my seat back on the couch and turn the page. I'm about halfway through and thus far it seems like a normal fantasy story to me.

It's about a family of witches. Every time a witch in the family tree line passes away their power is passed on to the remaining relatives.

My guess is that there will eventually be one witch left with all the power.

I close the book when yet another family member is hunted down and murdered.

Bell looks up at me with those pleading big puppy eyes and I know exactly what he wants. I get up and the little dog follows me to the kitchen where I grab two treats and make myself a cup of tea.

I walk back to the living room and linger my steps. My eyes land on the piano in the corner of the room.

I take a seat on the stool and hover my fingers over the keys in hesitation. It feels like I haven't played in ages.

That feeling fades when my first finger hits the key. I relax in the calm music of a small lullaby.

A smile finds it's way to my lips when it ends. Memories of my mother and the hours we spent behind a piano just like this one come floating back.

My fingers find another set of keys and play the familiar song automatically. I hum along with the lyrics.

"That sounds really good." I'm startled by the sound of a voice close behind me. My hands slam down on random keys as I jump.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." The guy apologizes as he walks to the side of the piano.

"Can you plan another song?" He asks kindly. I look up to see him smiling right at me.

My heart melts but freezes over when the flashback hits me again.

I can see him with that handgun raised. I can hear his distant shout. I can feel the vibration of the air when he fired the first, second and third shot.

"I would rather not, excuse me." I mumble and get up. Bell follows me as a all but run out of the living room.

I rush upstairs and bump into someone on the way.

"Hey." Grey greets me enthusiastically but her voice changes when she sees my teary eyes. "Hey, what happened." She whispers.

"I don't know what to do..." I whisper.

"It's okay," Grey mumbles and pulls me into her arms. "It's going to be okay."

"I can't go with him." I sob into her shoulder.

"Then you won't." Grey whispers and she rubs my back.

"I'm not letting you do this along." Grey says.

"We're not going to let you do this alone." Lisa adds.

~

It's well passed midnight when I stand in front of my open bedroom window.

Lisa and Malia changed the guard schedule so that there is a then minute gab between shifts. It's a small opening and just enough for us to slip away from the house.