Chapter 22A Chapter by Amy BakerNicolas was over and I was still
in my depression stage. Nicolas didn't ask about it though. That's what I
enjoyed about him. He never asked if I was okay. We decided to go for a walk
and we just talked about some random stuff. Just then I got a text from Matilta.
WHERE OH WHERE IS ZACH? I was going to kill her. As we were walking we ran into,
Matilta. “Matilta?” “Hi! I don't know how you know me
but I'm Nicolas's girlfriend.” Oh my God. Was she really trying to pull of the
I don't know you act? “Matilta, you know damn well how
I know you. Now stop this innocent act!” “Fine Katie, you know you really
are no fun.” “I'm sorry to be a downer but
I've had a pretty bad month thanks to your brother and your real boyfriend.” “What?” Nicolas was shocked. “That's right Nicolas. I was just
using you to get to Katie.” I rolled my eyes. “Matilta, just
pass a message on to Luke and Jake. Leave me and Zach's family alone.” “Or what?” “Or I'll have Zach's family do
what we should have done a long time ago.” “Fine. I'll pass the message.”
Then she left. Anytime I want to get away I never can. “She's not going to leave you
alone is she.” “No. She will never leave me
alone. I just wish I knew why.” Mom and Chad were taking me to
the same restaurant that they took me to last time I was in Spain. “Mom, why
are we eating here?” “I don't know. It's just kind of
one of my favorite places. Why, did you not like it the last time?” “No, I was just wondering.” We didn't even get a chance to
sit down when the three murders walked up to us. “Hey Katie! I thought I
recognized you! How's Zach.” I put my head in my hands.
“Matilta are you really doing this now?” “Have I introduced you to my
brother, Luke, and my boyfriend, Jake?” “Great, now it's a killer party!
Literally.” “Well, why don't you guys join
us!” Mom suggested. They immediately sat down at the table. I can't believe
this is happening. It is taking all of my strength to not kill them. “Thank you very much. So as I was
asking, Katie, how's Zach doing?” I ignored her. It was easier than
trying not to kill her. “Katie, can't talk about it but about a month and a
half ago Zach was killed.” Mom explained. “Oh my God! I had no idea!” I rolled my eyes. “Yea right. Just
stop this innocent act right now guys. You know that I know everything and you
know I'm fighting every urge to kill you in front of my parents.” “Fine, Katie, you win.” “What do you guys want now? You
got what you wanted.” “Why do you keep thinking that we
want revenge? Okay so we did want revenge one Zach.” “Exactly.” “We tried and we succeeded.
That's why you're here isn't it?” “Try again, Jake. You tried but
you failed. Miserably.” It was a familiar voice from right behind me. This
voice I would recognize anywhere at any time of the day. When I turned around,
there he was. He was perfect. Just like the first day that I met him. “Zach?” It was Zach. “Zach!” I
ran up to hug him. I couldn't believe that I was back in his arms. I thought I
would never have this feeling again. “But how are you alive?! We blew
up the building!” Luke asked bewildered. I was kind of wondering the same
thing. “The building didn't blow up
before I was able to get out the back way.” “So you pretended to be dead for
two months.” “I thought that if I was 'dead'
you would leave Katie alone. Let her live a normal life. When you continued to
torment her I couldn't let her handle you on her own.” “I have a question.” I said. “Why
didn't you at least let me know of this plan of yours?” “I tried. I just made you think
that it was Luke and Jake with my phone. Why didn't you believe it?” “Hey, blame your older brother on
that one.” “You do realize what this means
right?” Jake asked. “You won't take her while I'm
here. You're smarter than that.” “You're right. I am. So I'll be
ready.” “So will I.” Then they left. Mom continued to try to
understand what was going on. Zach and I knew that she would never understand
because understanding that there were vampires in the world was just something
that was really hard to do. I mean look at me. I'm a perfect example of that. © 2016 Amy Baker |
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