Chapter Four - And So It Begins

She looked up at me her light brown eyes worried behind her sandy coloured hair.
“What do you mean?” I asked feeling scared now “whose they?”
“Them, Kacey”
My eyes widened as I finally understood what she meant, I knew who she meant by them. She meant the hunters, the creatures that my parents so bravely fought against, the creatures that killed my parents on that Roman night, “Hunters” I said.
She nodded.
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“We didn’t want you to get worried and worked up”
I shook my head, I felt more angry at her than I did at the fact that Hunters could turn up any week, any day, any time, or maybe any second. “I cant believe you kept this from me” I shouted at her and stormed off up the stairs and into my bedroom. I shut the door behind me and grabbed my phone which was sitting on my desk. I dialled, the dial tone went once before he answered he must have been excited to hear from me because he screamed.
“Kacey!” he exclaimed loudly down the phone
“Hey” I winced, due to my eardrum exploding from his thunderous squealing.
“How are you?” he asked barely giving himself time to breathe in between words.
“Not so good” there was no point in lying.
“I can fix that” he said more calmly now “I’ll see you in five” and he hung up.
And as he promised he was there outside the iron gate in five minutes. My sister was downstairs and was more than likely asleep she was always so exhausted after an shouting match between herself and me. I walked slowly and carefully out of the door, not bothering to lock it.
I ran up the path and into Crimson’s arms.
“Hey” he whispered into my hair.
“Hey” I answered simply.
“What’s wrong then? What am I fixing?”
“Can I take you somewhere first?” I said taking his hand and leading the way.
“It seems like you already are” he laughed.
I took him, to the moss painted rock from earlier, he sat down on it and I hopped up onto his lap.
“So what am I fixing?” he asked again.
I didn’t know how to start, I didn’t know what to say, but all together I didn’t know what I should tell him. Everything? Or just snippets?
I went with something in between.
“Crimson” I started.
“Hmm” he answered burying his head into my hair,
“My family is in trouble”
“What for? Who’d they kill?” he laughed.
“I’m serious, we are in trouble” I paused  and bit my lip.
He looked at my face “what is it?”
“Hunters, they could be coming to get either me, Veriny or both of us, they killed our parents and now for some strange unknown reason they want us”
I looked up at him, he wasn’t looking at me a combination of deep concentration, anger and worry was spread across his angel-like face. “I won’t let anyone touch you” he promised still not looking down at me.
“You may not have a choice about that darling, because they can take us whenever, they’re cunning, sneaky and quick”
“I won’t leave then”
“You’ll have to, and even if you don’t if you turn your back for five seconds that gives them enough time to get into the house whether the door is locked or not, come in get one of us and go”
“I’ll watch you then, I’ll never look away”
“You’ll get bored”
“Stop making excuses, and anyway how could I get bored of looking at you” he smiled and kissed me. “Is that all that’s bothering you” I knew what he was hinting at because he was playing with my left ring finger.
“Nope” I smiled.
“That’s good then” he laughed “I think I’ll get you back to your sister”
I groaned.

We reached the small cottage, I stood still as I gaze at the small door. The bottom of it was hanging from a hinge and the top half was on the floor, the glass shattered amongst the grass and lace curtain. The house was dark, Crimson’s face mirrored mine as we stare at the site. I walked forward carefully and cautiously towars the door, or where the door was. A note hung from the top of the doorframe by a thread.
And so it begins.