Enigma novel Chapter 11

“Do we have to go there so early?” Francis grumbled from the back seat.

I didn’t answer him and focused on driving.

“It’s eight in the morning.” Fabian told him like it’s mid-afternoon.

I saw Francis flip him a bird. Fabian has always been an early bird. That guy can even function perfectly on an hour’s sleep.

“Zeno why do we have to go there every day?” Fabian asked me coming forward and looking at me from the gap of the front seats.

“You guys have been going to the Astley house daily?” Vivian asked looking at us surprised.

“Yeah this douchebag has been taking us there after school every day.” Francis snipped.

“Why?”

“Because I want to.” I answered with a straight face.

The real reason though is because I couldn’t see her in school. After the incident at the bonfire, I have been having this weird guilt feeling in my chest. I didn’t know her situation was this serious with her parents.

When I first met her, she was so aloof and sad. I was seven then. Despite being sad, she looked like a doll. Her porcelain white skin, her strawberry blonde hair, her clear blue eyes, everything was so perfect about her.

I didn’t like it.

She didn’t talk much. Not even to me but I just had this urge to know her more. Even if I was seven, I didn’t like the way her presence affected me.

From the very beginning of when we did start to understand pack stuff, we were told that we have a mate out there and she was affecting me so much. That’s not good. My mate won’t like it. I didn’t approach her at first. Just glared at her from wherever I stood.

But everything turned worse when I entered high school. The summer before freshman year had brought bad feeling in me like a sort of gloomy darkness. One day I was happy and the other day I woke up to feeling empty and sad. What angered me more was that staying near her eased the feelings. Even if I am in the same building as her or if I saw her from afar, the emptiness would subside.

I didn’t like it at all.