Chapter 30 - How Far Will You Deny Things?

>Yohan

Lies.

He’s lying.

Maybe he’s been lying to me from the start.

Does he really think I’ll believe his words? Why did I even think he’s speaking the truth? He’s a vampire. We’re arch nemesis.

“You think I’m lying.” Quincy went and sat down on the couch in the living room, “Of course you wouldn’t believe me but-”

“Don’t!” I cut his words as I remained standing, “Whatever bullshit you’re about to sprout I’m not gonna buy it.” I came here determined to beat the shit out of him but that might just not be possible.

First, he has no intention of fighting me. There is not an ounce of fighting spirit coming from him. He didn’t even flinch before, when I pounced on him. It wasn’t only because he had no intention of fighting. It was also because he was confident I won’t be able to hurt him.

Second, if he did decide to have a go at me it would turn out bad. I don’t believe any of his words but I know he’s strong. He’s a pure born and possesses power of two different races. If we fought, we’d end up destroying a lot more than just this house.

“I’m just going to take your word that you didn’t touch her and I’m leaving.” I said as I began to walk out, “I’m not giving her the ring.”

He didn’t move from his place, he just turned his head towards me, “If you keep it away from her, she’ll only hate you.” I paused and looked back at him, “Slowly the memories will return to her. What will you do if I’m actually not lying.”

“I know my father.”

“But do you really?” He spoke with such confidence it was a bit convincing but nothing I didn’t let it phase me.

“I do. He’s tried his best to be a good father.” He almost laughed at my words but managed not to. Still, his action infuriated me.

“Well, even if you believe in your father what will you do about the hate Maya has for wolves. What will you do when she remembers the truth? You might not believe what I said but the fact that werewolves did kill her parents will never change.” He turned his head away, “The rest is your choice. I’ve done my part.”

I turned around pissed but before I could leave he said his final words, “I didn’t lie about anything. I mean you don’t even know your mother. Did you father ever tell you about h-”

“My mother’s dead so it doesn’t even matter.” There’s no point in knowing about a person who died as soon as I was born.

I stated my final words and left the place looking confident.

I had a brave front on but in reality, deep down, his words were bugging me. A lot.

To think that Maya’s family tragedy happened because of my family? That would be just too cruel. It seemed unreal so I discarded the thought. There was no way my father would ever just kill normal humans.

Unless…

A possibility popped in my mind that I couldn’t throw away.

Unless they weren’t normal civilians.

But even then, there should be no reason to kill them. I’m sure his words were nonsense.

***

When I reached home, the first thing I did was go to Maya’s room. Surprisingly she was still asleep in the same position.

Quincy’s scent was still on her and it was still making me angry but this was the only point where I wanted to believe his words so I walked up to her bed and gently lifted her shirt up a bit.

It was there.

His blood, with magic infused in it, slowly disappearing from her back.

It really was there to bait me…

I took a breath of relief.

Well, this part was true but I still can’t seem to let go of the anxiety inside me. I wasn’t sure what I was feeling it for. Was it because I still had doubt about their relationship or was it there because I was trying to mask his accusation about my family?

The curtains fluttered softly as a cool morning breeze seeped in along with sunlight. I sighed and sat down on the edge of the bed.

I sat there for quite some time, thinking, guessing and piecing things together.

If I really don’t return the ring will something bad happen?

But if I give it to her I’ll be lying to her in a way.

The scent was now completely disappearing and I saw Maya shuffle in the bed. A few minutes later she woke up.

As her eyes slowly fluttered open, she looked at me while her gaze adjusted.

“Oh!” She sat up immediately after her brain processed that I was sitting right beside her, “Why are you here?” She noticed the liquid on her pillow and tried to hide it awkwardly. It might have seemed embarrassing to her but I find the fact she was drooling sort of cute.

Her hair was a mess even though I doubt she moved around in her sleep, so I placed my hand on it and combed it down as carefully and gently as I could, “You were sleeping a lot.” I spoke, “I got worried so I came in.” I finished with a light touch up of her hair as she looked away shyly.

“Oh… I guess I was a bit more tired than usual.”

“I talked to your guardian.”

She shot her head in my direction with eyes wide open, “With Quincy? Why?”

“Well he actually wanted to talk to me.”

“Why?” She was panicking.

“Well he knows you live with me.”

“What! How?”

“I really don’t know how.”

“Was he mad?”

“No. Not really.” If I think about it, there was not a single second where he got pissed or angry.

“Really? He does get a bit mad when we don’t do as he says.”

I looked at her and thought back. She did once tell me she was scared of him but at the same time if I think about Nena, she seemed very attached to him.

“Maya, is there a specific reason you have to be afraid of Quincy?”

“Well,” She scratched her cheek with her index finger, “He never really did anything to us but there’s this aura around him. It seems very icy and I don’t know why but his skin too, he’s cold... Like too cold.” She paused to think more. I guess the things you do not understand scare you, maybe that's why she is and Nena is not, “I really got scared of him when once he killed a huge snake with his bare hands.” She shivered for a second remembering that, “He just-” And made strange gestures with her hands, “Like he ripped it apart.” She looked at me, “Like it was nothing!!” She shook her head in defeat, “He’s been scary ever since that. I left the house when I entered high school actually and go back only to meet Nena.”

There was no ounce of bluff in her words. No anxiety of hiding something. Nothing she’d feel embarrassed about if it was exposed.

“So he’s never done anything bad to you?”

“No,” She shook her head, “I just got scolded once, very badly.”

“When?”

She laughed awkwardly, “The same time he killed that snake.” She averted her gaze, “I can’t actually remember what happened. I went to the forest behind the house and something happened and I got a really bad scolding from him. I really hated him for that, especially because I can’t even remember why I got a lecture. But man, I’ve always listened to him after that scary incident.” She had a frown on, “I can’t remember. I don’t know why but I feel like something strange and terrifying happened there.”

I see. It must have been a magical creature if Quincy interfered and she doesn’t remember. He must have killed it because it meant harm.

But if that really is the case, that means he really doesn’t have any bad intentions…

I sighed.

I haven’t told anyone about Maya except Ruda. I wanted her to fall for me because I took that step but things have gotten so much more complicated.

I started getting mixed feelings.

When I took off the ring I was determined to face anything but now, there’s too much new information added that I’m having doubts.

I want to deny Quincy’s words, reject and ignore them completely but I can’t seem to do that but I can’t seem to think the other way around either.

“Maya.” I looked at her and noticed she was already looking at me. A worried look on her face.

“Yes?” She answered

“Has Quincy ever lied to you?”

“Lied to me?” She found the question very odd but decided to answer it.

“Let me think….” She took her time, “ Come to think of it. Never.” She looked back at me surprised, “I don’t remember a single place he lied to me.” Then her expressions changed, “But if I think about it we never really talked much either.”

“I see.”

“By the way Yohan you seem a bit disturbed. Are you okay?” She placed her hand on my cheek. It felt cool so I placed my hand over hers.

“I’m fine.” I held her hand in place and moved my face to kiss her palm. She was surprised at my action then blushed.

Ahhh… No matter what, I don’t want to lose her. She’s so adorable.

I’ll leave the thing about my dad for later. I have plenty of time to solve that.

I stood up to leave, “How about we have breakfast somewhere?”

“Ah. Sure. I’ll get ready!”

I gave her a smile and walked out.

I need to think about the ring. If her memories come back slowly, they’ll blend in naturally right? I should worry about explaining things to her first. Now that her memories will no longer seal, should I try and tell her again about myself?

The rest, about my father. I really don’t feel like they should meet. At least not now or any time soon. Not until I’ve solved things.

I descended the stairs but froze as I saw an unexpected person standing in the living room.

A person I really didn’t want to meet, not at this very moment.