Chasing My Hybrid Mate

High School

Two: High School

Molly

I wake up still sitting in the middle of the hallway of doors. I stand up and start walking on my endless journey. I come upon a mirror standing in the middle of the hallway. I look at myself. I notice all the difference in my body and face as I stare. So, I am much older now than I was in my last memory. I stare at my dull blond hair that is lying limply down my back, my curls a tangled mess. I stare into my own pain-filled eyes. I see all the pain I have endured reflected in my own eyes. I wonder why I’m suppose to see this. I can understand remembering the pain I have caused others, but why should I have to remember my own? I walk around the mirror and open the first door I come to.

I see the human high school that I went to. I see my smiling face as I walk towards the front doors. I remember this day. It’s my first day of my freshman year. This is the day I met Emerson and his friends. They were the only ones nice to me.

I’m walking into the big building I was told in the high school where I’m to go and find the Alpha’s son and somehow make him fall in love with me. I go into the building and find the women’s rest room. I go into a stall and start digging through my backpack for the spray and pills I was told not to forget to use. I had started taking the pills a week ago. I’m suppose to take them every day and spray myself with the scent-blocking spay when at school. I walk back out and head for the office to get my schedule.

After all of the hassle of dealing with the humans, I breathe a sigh of relief. I know I am only half vampire, but it is really hard to control my fangs from coming out. It happens when I get angry or upset. We don’t drink human blood. A vampire can only drink vampire blood. Human blood is poison to us. I make it to my first class and look around at all the faces staring at me as I hand the teacher my schedule. “Okay, take that empty seat next to Emerson.” I snap my head to where the teacher is motioning to and my breath is knocked out of me. He has dark curly hair and a square jaw, not to mention all the muscle that is filling out his football jacket. I make eye contact with his dark eyes and can’t help but to get excited. Not once did I think about him being my mark. I think I fell in love at first sight with him.

I blink, my eyes open and closed a couple of times before my sight clears and I’m back in the hallway. I scream in frustration. “Okay, what do I have to do to get the hell out of here!” I scream as I turn around in circles. I hear a whisper floating around in my mind. “Remember.” Now I’m starting to get frustrated. I don’t want to remember for the simple fact it all is nothing but pain. So much pain not only done to me, but what I have inflected on others. I sigh as I walk away from the spot I was standing.

The next door I touch makes my heart skip a beat and my palms sweat. I turn the door knob wondering what can make me feel this way. The first thing I notice is the sound of rain hitting and making tinging sounds. I open my eyes and see we are all in a car. River is driving while Drake is sitting shotgun. Leaving Emerson and I in the backseat putting on a show for the other two. I notice a look of disgust and pain on River's face as he looks in the rearview mirror. I look back and see I’m straddling Emerson's lap and I feel discomfort as I look back at River and I don’t understand why.

I can feel how hard Emerson is for me as I’m sitting on his lap. I’m rubbing my hips back and forth over his hardness as I kiss him as deep as I can. I feel his hands unbuttoning my shirt as he slips a hand inside my bra and starts to pinch and roll my n****e between his fingers. I feel a moan leave my lips as we break away from the kiss. Both of my hands are on his belt buckle, undoing it and his pants as quickly as I can. I reach in for my prize as I feel his other hand move up under my skirt to my drenched flower. He moves my underwear to the side as I take him in my hand, rubbing him up and down gently. Watching his face as his eyes close in ecstasy. After a moment, he lifts me by my hips and situates me over his hard member, slamming me down.

For some reason I’m not comfortable reliving this moment. I start to pull away from myself and see River. He is staring straight ahead while driving. I know he is very upset about something but I can’t remember what. He never said anything that day, but then again, he never talked to me ever. I notice his knuckles are white from the pressure he is using on the steering wheel. I don’t understand why I’m seeing this. Any other time, I would pop right back out to the hallway after pulling away from myself in these memories. So why? I take another look at what is going on around me as I’m too engrossed with Emerson. I see Drake look over at River and the hand he puts on River's shoulder like he is offering him comfort. I just don’t know why, but my heart feels like it is breaking.

I’m sitting in the middle of the hallway with my hands covering my face as I cry my eyes out. I can’t help but to feel lost and alone. I have a feeling that I don’t want to go back. I just want to die and never return to the life I was living. I have this empty hole in my heart where the ones I love should be. What did I do? I have a feeling I really don’t want to know who I have become. I lay down curling into a fetal position. I don’t have the will to live knowing what I have done to the male I have fallen in love with. I close my eyes and see my mother’s smiling face. “Molly honey, everything will be alright.” I continue to cry and saying, “Momma, I think I have hurt the one person I love. I don’t think he will want to help me or stay with me when he finds out what I’ve done.”

I don’t know how long I’ve been curled up into a ball crying, but my tears are all dry now. I sit up and think about what my mother has always taught me. “If you do something wrong, all you can do is try to fix it. Then make sure to never do it again.” I slowly sit up. I don’t know how I ended up here or what happened to make me forget who I am, but I need to remember. I stand up, taking a deep breath, looking at all these doors. Okay, so I open a door and I remember what happened in my life up till that point. So, if I want this to go faster, maybe I should open a door that is further away. I just hope that it does do any damage having all that information rushing into my head all at once.

I run for a moment in time and stop, breathing hard, I turn the knob, not thinking, and rush into the room. I see myself walking towards a very naked Emerson as it looks like he is showering in a locker room by himself.

I’m walking toward Emerson stripping my clothes off as I go. When I get to him, I wrap my arms around him as my front is pressed against his back. “What’s wrong babe, you’ve looked so upset all day today. Want me to make it better.” As my hand travels down to his member, stroking it up and down from base to tip. “Mmmm, you want to make me feel better. Come here baby.” Emersons pulls me around to the front of him, pushing me down to my knees. I look up to him with a smile on my face as I open my mouth and put the tip of his member in my mouth. “Umm, Uuuh you suck me so good baby.” He says as he holds my head and start slamming his length all the way into my mouth. He stops when I have tears leaking out of my eyes. He pulls me up “I want to be inside you baby.”

He pulls me up until I’m standing right in front of him. He wipes my mouth off and starts kissing me deeply. His hand travels down to my weeping flower. Massaging my clit as I start moaning and bucking my hips back and forth. “You like that baby; do you want more?” Ugggg, mmm, don’t stop. Please, mmmm more.” I cried out. As he pushes his two middle fingers into my entrance, making sure I’m nice and wet for him. Pumping his fingers in and out of me, I feel him add a third finger, making my moans even louder. He bends his head down, sucking on my breast. Altering between nibbling and sucking on one, then the other n****e. When my legs start shaking, He pulls back and whispers into my ear “Are you ready for your pounding baby?” I can’t process a response. I’m so consumed with needing Emerson inside of me I just nod my head up and down. He turns me around, bending me straight down in front of him with my hands flat on the ground. He grips my hips against his harden c**k. Emerson starts slamming his whole length into me hard. He doesn’t stop. He continues to slam into me hard, but not hard enough to hurt me. I start to clench around him, making him come with me. Breathing hard, he pulls out of me and starts washing me as he softly kisses me.

I come to leaning against the wall out in the hallway of doors trying to catch my breath. I feel all the love I had for Emerson, but it feels old and faded. I don’t know what happened to make me feel like this, but I feel that this is a happy moment that we had together. I just don’t understand why it feels like history and not in the here and now. I stand up and look to the other side of the hallway and see a red door. Why is that door red, I wonder. Could red mean pain or is it something else? Well, I guess there is only one way to find out. I walk over and, without a second thought, I open the door and step though.

I see myself hiding outside of Emerson’s entrance to the pack lands. Waiting for him to leave so I can follow them.

I’ve lost them. Hell, I couldn’t find them to start with. Oscar, that bastard of a father, is going hurt my mom if I don’t have something to give him. I just don’t understand how I didn’t see them leave. Em told me that he was leaving Sunday morning for camp and that he would be unreachable until the fall semester starts. I have been right on the outside hiding waiting for them to leave the pack lands so I could follow them and report the location to Oscar. Now I’m stressing on what I am going to tell him.

When I called him, he was so angry at me for losing them. He demanded that I come back to the Council right then and there. I left immediately hoping not to make him any madder than he already it. I pull up and park my car out front. I don’t even make it into the building and my father is walking towards me with two huge beasts of vampires. Tweedledum and Tweedledee grab my arms and start dragging me into the Elder Counsel’s building.

I wake up sometime later, those asses must have knocked me out. My head is pounding, cracking my eyes open. All I see is dark wall and bars. Of course, I’m back in the cell I have grown so fond of. Note the sarcasm. As I’m sitting up on the bed, Oscar, Cough Cough, my father of the year comes walking up to my cell with an ugly smile on his face. “Now that you are awake, we can start refortifying your mission to make this project a success.” I stand up and walk towards the cell door where my father stands. “What do you mean. I have done everything you have asked me to do.” I slam my hands on the bars in front of me. “Where is my mother? Huh, what have you done to her?” Oscar looks at me smiling. I really don’t like his smile. “Molly, I really wouldn’t worry about your mother right now. You should be worrying about yourself. You’re really not going to like this reprograming.” Tweedledum walks up and sprays something into my face, making me pass out.

It has been two months of hell. They haven’t really beat me but have been working on my emotions instead. For instance, they would wait a couple of days before feeding me. Then my father’s new wife would come in with two plates of food. She would sit down with me and give me sob stories. These stories would be tales about how evil the Werewolves are. How they would come into our pack killing women and children without remorse. How, when finding lone vampires, they would be strung up in trees with their hands tied behind their backs waiting for the sun to rise. Killing them slowly in a most painful way. How the wolves cannot control their anger or their baser animal urges.

This would happen every couple of days. Either it was my father’s new wife, Jazz as she calls herself, or Jazz’s daughter, Jules. The only difference is that when Jules eats with me, she doesn’t say anything. I try talking to her once and she would just stare at me. The last time she had dinner with me I would not stop talking. I would talk about school, Emerson, and my mom. I wouldn’t shut up trying to get a response from her. It worked to an extent. When she got up to leave, she bent down to pick up the dishes. Keeping her head bent she quietly says, “I’m sorry I can’t talk to you. They are always listening to what’s being said. I just want you to know I am on your side. I will do what I can to help you as much as possible.” She picked up the dishes and left the room. I was surprised sitting there processing what she said. Making sure my face didn’t show any signs of my feelings, I started calculating how I could use this to my advantage.

About a week ago, they finally moved me to a real room. I still am not free to move anywhere. My door to my room is locked all the time. I’m by myself. Maybe they are starting to believe my acting skills. At least I’m no longer in that nasty cell. It does amaze me that they tell me horrible stories with the wolves being the monsters. I just don’t believe any of them. I have been living around and going to school with wolves for the last three years. Almost 85% of the school’s student and administration are wolves. I know because I can smell them. There are also a couple of witches but no vampires at all. Of course, no one knows that I’m a hybrid, half vampire and half human. My dear father has been keeping me fed with sent blocking pills and gives me spray to douse myself in to be on the safe side. The only ones I see as monsters are the vampires.

I hear the lock click and the door opens. Jules and a very tall man. Like seven foot tall, long, white, not gray, but with hair. He has the prettiest violet eyes I have ever seen with high cheek bones. Oh, My Goddess, I think I just creamed my panties. Jules chuckles. “Molly meet my Soul Mate Vandar, Vandar, this is Molly my sister. I look back and forth to them, trying to figure out why she is talking out loud. I’m also a little irritated. “You have not earned the right to call me your sister.” Jules looks at me calmly. “Oh, I will earn that right just wait and see.” See smiles at me. “Now are you ready to learn what I have found out about your mother?” She sits down at the small table I use to eat at. It is small with only enough room for two chairs. Vandar sits down in the other chair. “We don’t have very long to talk. Maybe only an hour before their back from the hunt,” Vander states as he sits down.

I take a deep breath trying to calm my nerves for what I’m about to hear. “There are a few of us in a group. We are trying to overthrow current Vampire Council. They have become corrupted; this includes your father. I can’t tell you much about our group because I don’t want them to find out. Jules and I are taking a chance by just telling you about us.” I look Vandar in his eyes. With a dead serious look on my face, “I hate my father. I would like nothing more than to rip out his throat and bath in his blood. Now, what about my mom, is she okay?” I say with tears running down my face. Jules looks at me with pity. Vander grabs Jules hand and starts talking. “We found out about you and your mom when Oscar brought both of you here three years ago. We didn’t know anything that was going on because we had just come to this pack that same year because Jazz had just mated with Oscar.

Jules didn’t want to let her mother leave by herself; she doesn’t like Oscar. We started finding out all of these questionable instances of wrong doing from the Council.” Vandar takes a deep breath. Jules picks up where he left off. “For some reason, if something goes wrong, they blame it all on the wolves. Nothing is ever anyone else’s fault. It’s all because of the werewolf that stopped the Vampire King from killing an Alpha, causing the Alpha to cut off the Vampire Kings head.” Vandar looks at Molly. “We are talking about your boyfriend’s dad. The vampire council wants his whole pack dead. Except for the Alpha and future Alpha, again your boyfriend.” Jules looks like she is getting scared. “Your mom, Molly. This is hard to tell you. No one has seen her since the day you left three years ago.” After hearing all of this I can’t help but to cry into my hands. Vandar looks at Jules. “They are on their way back. We have to go.” Jules stands up. “They are letting you leave soon. Don’t do anything to make them question if you are still on their side. We will get in touch with you when we can. We will help you stop them. I promise you sister.” Vandar grabs Jules’s hand and runs out the door using vampire speed.

I hear the lock engage when the door closes. I can’t believe what I just heard. There is so much more going on than I thought. I just assumed it was my father with some whacked out problems with the wolves. Now finding out that it’s the whole Vampire Council, that’s twelve vampires wanting to strategically kill the Silver Waterfall Pack. All because of the war. No one won the war, they were just lucky enough to kill the Vampire King to stop it. Now they want to start it up again. Using me to infiltrate the Pack and start the war all over again. Well, it’s not going to happen. I won’t be a pawn for them. I still want to know where the hell my mom is.