Ch 3 - I Don't Want to Know

AUTUMN'S POV

“What the hell just happened?” I asked. Fenix was still coughing violently as his friends got him some water.

“Which part are you asking about exactly?” Jordan asked.

Olivia smacked him upside the head. “Don’t you think she’s curious about all of it?”

The bell knocked my senses back in. “You know what? On second thought, I don’t want to know. I don’t want any part of this, whatever it is.”

“Ava, wait!” Amery shouted after me, but I wasn’t stopping.

Not for her or for any of this.

For the remainder of the day, I tried to concentrate on my classes. I only noticed then that I had some of my classes with the people I’d been introduced to, and I did my best to ignore them.

By the last bell, I was ready to get the hell out of there and just be back in my room. With my books changed, I headed to my bike. I was well aware of the fact that I was being watched, except I didn’t care enough to find out who was watching me.

I made it to my house and parked the bike beside my car before heading inside. There were boxes everywhere as I’d only been here for a day. I’d only managed to get around to packing and setting up my room.

Which meant I had no food either.

With an annoyed murmur to myself, I changed into a pair of sweats and a tank top before I got to unpacking some of the boxes. I figured I could tackle the kitchen and the lounge and work my way from there.

It was a relatively quick process for me since I have a secret. I don’t know how or why, but I have an abnormal strength and supernatural speed. I move at an unnatural speed if I want to, I can carry things three times my weight with no effort, and I can hear and see things at a distance.

Like how I saw the black wolf in the morning.

My mind travelled back to when I saw it being attacked. I mean, I went to help it, or at least that’s what I think – except I was shot, so if it were true, I would have a wound on my stomach.

Right?

I lifted my tank top to check my stomach again, and there was nothing – not even a wound to suggest that there was ever anything there. I brushed my cold fingers across my skin for some kind of reassurance, but nothing.

There was absolutely nothing there.

I jumped when there was a knock at my door, and I was confused since no one knows that I live here. I went over to answer the door, and on the other side stood a girl around my age with long black hair and the most striking blue eyes. She had a pie in her hands.

“Hey! Sorry to bother you, but my mom wouldn’t leave me in peace and suggested that I come over to give our new neighbour this pie. I think she saw that you’re probably around my age and I think she secretly wants me to make new friends. I’m Jasmine by the way,” she rambled.

I laughed a little. “Hey Jas. I’m Ava. It’s nice to meet you.”

“Oh, thank God! I thought you were about to be mean to me,” she stated.

I raised an eyebrow. “Do I look like the type?”

“Well no, that’s not what I’m saying. I just, I can come across as too much when you first meet me,” she argued.

“I’ve known you for less than two minutes,” I pointed out.

“Touché! I’m Jasmine,” she reintroduced.

“You’ve already told me that,” I laughed.

She frowned. “I have, haven’t I? And you’re Ava.”

I nodded. “You’ve got it.”

“Sorry! I haven’t been here for all that long and it’s just weird,” she said.

“Come in and let’s have some of that pie while you tell me about the weirdness,” I suggested.

She smiled. “Thanks! I’d really like that.”

I’d thankfully just unpacked some plates and the cutlery, so we were able to sit on the couch with our pieces of pie. “So, the weirdness?”

“Uh yeah! My parents divorced when I was eight, and I’ve lived with my dad this whole time, except apparently, he and my mom made some deal. They agreed that I’d live with my mom after high school, and well, here I am in this strange place. I mean, I’ve been here a couple of times, but not long enough to say that I know the place or make any friends for that matter,” she explained.

“Well, I could be your friend. I’ve only been here for a day, and school was interesting to say the least. You look like just the kind of person I need to get through this, so it’s a win-win for us,” I offered.

She beamed before scowling. “What do you mean school was interesting? What happened?”

I told her because I figured it would be better to tell someone, than to have the thoughts drown me at night. “I’m so confused.”

“Tell me about it! I wanted answers, but then I figured whatever they were going to tell me was going to sound insane, so I decided I didn’t want to know after all,” I said.

“I think I can get that. What do you think they meant with them referring to you as a human?” she asked.

“I don’t even want to think about the possibility of anything supernatural. I moved here for a quiet life. Looking further into this just sounds like unwanted drama,” I replied.

“You mean don’t want to know about your intense connection with the sinfully hot guy? What did you say his name was again? Cas?” she teased.

I rolled my eyes, smiling. “He almost killed someone and the people around us didn’t even flinch Jas. The whole thing was just too weird.”

“You said they were basically panicking,” she reminded.

I scowled. “True, but they also weren’t helping get him off of Fenix. They wanted the mere human to do it.”

“I get that, really, I do, but there’s more to this. Even you have to admit that much. Aren’t you the least bit curious?” she questioned.

“I like my life drama free Jas and I’m telling you that that whole group of whatever it is they are, is just drama filled. I’m safe in my little bubble.”

And I would fight to make sure things stay that way.