The Mate's Dilemma:002

When I got home, I was tempted to call the private investigator and ask him to proceed with finding out what really happened to my parents. But I changed my mind before I could hit the dial button.

If there was anyone who could answer that question, it was the triplets. They were there and saw it happen.

They knew what happened. Even if they weren't responsible they still know the whole truth.

I had to find them first.

Then I am gonna ask them why they never told us what they were. Why they killed our parents, and even if they didn’t, why they ran away and left me alone to handle it.

Honestly, I don’t know how to feel if I find out that they were not in any way responsible for my parents’ death. I have carried this hatred with me for five long years.

Anyways that should not change anything. Even if my parents did not die by their hands, they were still responsible in one way or the other, and worse they left me. Without any explanations, they ran and left me to mourn and cry alone. I despised them. And nothing is ever going to change that.

I freshened up, ate something and went upstairs to the room which belonged to the boys. I have not been with her since forever. Since my parents died, I haven’t opened the door for once. Maybe it was because of fear, or maybe I just was not ready for whatever emotion that came with it.

I put the key in the rusty lock, afraid it won't open but it did. 

The room was dark and smelled like dust. I switched on the light and was almost taken aback when my eyes came in direct contact with a huge picture of Michael on one side of the wall.

That huge framed picture had infuriated Alex, and he had threatened to burn it, once in a while, but never got around to it.

I walked further inside, Michael’s eyes piercing blue eyes holding me captive. His eyes, those smiles that could illuminate even the darkest room. That smile that captured and held my heart ever since I was old enough to know what attraction meant.

My mum had never hidden from us the fact that the triplets were not her biological children. So, when I started developing feelings for Michael, I didn’t initially see anything wrong with it.

I snapped out of my thoughts and took my eyes off the picture, to look around the room. Everything was covered in dust. Alex’s small bookshelf, the window, the mirrors, their wardrobe. 

After some minutes I left the room and locked the door, then walked to my own room in tears.

Things were not supposed to be this way. Just that morning before their death, we had celebrated my eighteenth birthday. There was laughter, jokes and joy all over the house.

Michael and I had sneaked out to our secret spot, for a hot make out session, and we had agreed that we would tell the others about us that night.

Then few hours later, I had gone to the market to get some meds for the triplets as they were complaining of aches, and what u came back to was my parents in a pool of blood, their body butchered the sitting room scattered and marks of claws all over the walls and cushion.

It did not take me long to figure out what happened.

The triplets had turned eighteen a few weeks before me and it was the full moon the night of my birthday. 

I waited for weeks. Hoping that they would come back soon and tell me what happened, hoping they would be with me while I went through the darkest times of my life.

But weeks turned into months, months into years and now five years are gone.

My phone rang when I got to my room and I picked up the call.

“Hello Lily” Blake's voice penetrated my filled-up mind and I sighed. “I just closed the shop. Calling to remind you that I would be there to pick you up in about two hours”

I flinched when I remembered that I was supposed to have a date tonight

“Blake” I whispered, feeling guilty for what I was about to do “Can we reschedule? I am not feeling fine tonight”

He paused for a few beats before releasing a breath.

“Sure, sure. Take care of yourself. I will see you tomorrow at work, right?”

“Yeah” I responded “I will see you tomorrow, definitely”

“Goodnight Lily”

“Goodnight Blake” I whispered and ended the call.

I was about to place the phone back on the nightstand but an SMS notification popped up. From an unknown number.

I opened the text and read

“Hello Sisto” 

I froze immediately, my phone almost slipping from my hand.

Alex was the one who called me that.

Alex? But that was not possible, how did he get my number?

Then my anger was replaced with a burning rage. How dare he send me a message after five years of ghosting? I was about to block the number then I thought against it. I have been looking for them for a long time and now I have the chance to actually find an answer. Why would I throw it away because of rage?

I texted back immediately.

“Alex? How on earth did you get my number?” and I hit send.

He started typing back almost immediately.

“No time for that. I need your help; we really need your help”

I frowned in rage. After five years, he was only texting me back because he needed my help? Bastard.

“We are in grave danger and at this point you are the only one who can help us. Please, it's urgent. I can’t talk for long. I know you have lots of questions, I understand, but please sister, don’t refuse me”

Help with what exactly? Anyways I don’t give a damn,

“The nerve of you to reach out after five years making demands from me. Whatever it is you need, look at it elsewhere, because I will be caught dead before I’m seen helping out the lots of you. “My fingers flew over the screen aggressively and I hit the send button, and blocked the number immediately.

Then I threw myself on the bed and broke down in sobs.

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When I opened my eyes to the next place, I saw my place was a forest. There were tall trees around me, and the air smelled of fresh grasses. I squinted my eyes in the dark to look ahead, and I saw a very narrow road that led further down into a dark patch of bushes’;

Where was this place and how the fuck did, I get here? Was this a dream?

I felt a shiver down my spine, as my instinct pushed me to follow the path.

I kept walking, and walking until I finally saw something like a light and heard voices nearby. I approached the fire and came to a clearing, and there were men, huge men surrounding a fire.

These men didn’t look friendly, so I hid behind a tree to watch them. They were cheering about something, drinking and a few of them were dancing in the circle.

Then I shifted my gaze and gasped.

“Emily?” I whispered in shock.

She was kneeling between two other men, her hands tied behind her back. She was just wearing black underwear and her body was covered in bloody marks of something that looked like bites.

She looked horrible.

What did these men do to her and where were Alex and Michael?

For a single moment I forgot about the hatred I had for her because this is my fucking sister. If anyone should be punishing her it should be me.

I made to come out of my hiding, but I stopped when I heard a roar behind me. I turned around to see Michael and Alex running towards me at a speed that was not normal. Their eyes were blazing in anger, ang I almost gasped in relief.

They looked different. Very different. Michael’s hair was long and in braids, his face hard, very different from the sweet little boy I grew up with. He looked more like the reckless Alex.

But I was dismayed when they ran past me as if they could not see me, or maybe they really did not see me.

My eyes followed them till they stopped before the savage looking men who were all standing and looking at them with hard eyes.

“Let go of my sister you bastards” Alex growled fist clenching.

One of the men's heads stepped further with a menacing grin.

“You can try getting her yourself. Of course, it would be a pleasure to actually take you two in. Do you know how long I have searched for you three? The unique three. And now I have you, I am not letting go”

He said and his men drew out their weapons, guns, sticks and knives.

 Alex charged toward them with a roar, and Michael followed suit him.

I covered my mouth as I watched the both of them get hold of two of the men and snapped their neck mercilessly.

The other men rushed to them but they effortlessly dodged one attack after the other, twisting and flipping perfectly as they took the men one by one, till it was remaining just the leader.

 The man who was now trembling in fear as he watched his dead colleagues, lifted his chin when Alex approached him.

“This does not change. We would never stop coming after you. Every time you run; we will be there to hunt you down. Soon you will eventually get tired of running” He said in a trembling voice.

Alex roared and suddenly he was gone and his place stood a huge beautiful silver wolf. I gasped again admiring the huge wolf as he snarled at the man.

“You can keep coming,” Michael said. “We will keep killing you. So, feel free to pass a message to your leader. Even if we are going to die, we will make sure to pull him down first before we go”

The man ran away on shaky feet and Michael rushed to an unconscious Emily to help her.

He cut the rope they tied her with and sniffed it, then grimaced

“Wolfsbane” he growled looking at  Alex who was in human form again and now very naked. He took a blanket from the floor and tossed it over Emily, before sitting down beside Michael.

“They are getting closer by the day” Alex whispered. “They got too close this time. If we had hesitated a few minutes more, they would have really taken Emily” He stroked Emily’s hair fondly and my heart ached at the familiar gesture.

“We need to speak to Lily” Emily whispered, shifting in Michael’s arms and they frowned.

“That’s out of the table. It is too dangerous; we should not involve her. Besides I doubt Lily would want to help us in any way” Michael said and Alex nodded.

“Well we don’t have any other option. We can’t turn to anyone else about this. You two know I’m right. Lily will understand after she finds out the truth. She will understand and forgive, because at the end of the day we are family” Emily said and coughed.

That had me frowning. After she finds out which truth exactly?

“We need you Lily” a voice said in my head and I jumped, then I found myself on my bed.

Was that all a dream?

If so, then that’s hell of a dream,

My heart was racing as I took my phone to check the time. 6:34am. When did I even fall asleep?

What sort of dream was that?

And what if it was more than just a dream?

What if it was a sincere cry for help? Alex had mentioned that they needed help. What if this was what they were really going through?