Chapter five

Iris jolts awake shaking on the couch with both Midnight and Quinn hovering over her. “What just happened” he asked her “I’m not sure… that’s never happened before. I had a memory come back” she sighs, grabbing midnight for a hug. Iris looks terrified. Like she’s about to break in half. “Cast a spell.” He demands. She looks at him confused but casts a fire spell. It made fire appear in her hand. “What the hell?!” She says. “I haven’t been able to do that since the accident” she irks with excitement.

“So me a “human” can’t help you?” He laughs. She smiled at him letting the fire dissipate. Looking at him, Iris had the strange urge to kiss him. She glanced at his lips and then back into his eyes. “Um” she blushed and pushed her hair behind her ear. He gave a slight smile before grabbing her hand. “Now are you gonna keep trying or give up?” he leans closer to her making her face go even redder. “Um, uh i’ll keep trying” she gets nervous and freezes up. She leans closer to his face but instead leans to his ear “I don’t think your woman would like this” she backs away sighing.

“Maybe I made her up” he smirks and pulls her into his lap “Maybe you are her Iris, wouldn’t that be something” he growls into her neck. His growl made her jump. “As much as I want this. You. I can’t. I don’t know you. I don’t know if this girl of yours is real or if she is me, which I highly doubt. I think I’d remember someone like you” She says hopping off his lap dissatisfied. “You’re more than welcome to crash here. I’m. I'm going to bed. Will you feed midnight for me” She says as she heads to her room, shutting the door behind her, blushing and confused by what just happened. She didn’t even let midnight in there which was odd.

Iris hadn’t been alone for years but she needed this. She put on her favorite silky nightgown and plopped onto the bed. “Why is this all so confusing? Why did he really come here?” She talks to herself. “Is what he said true? Is he really a human? Do I know him?” She starts to overthink freaking herself out, showing signs of her unusual panic attacks. The walls start to cave in, she can’t breathe. She tries to call out for Midnight but she knows she can’t get in. Midnight sensed her distress.

Midnight runs to her door scratching at it. She starts to meow very loudly trying to get Quinn’s attention. He looks at the cat confused “What do you want? Can’t you tell she wants to be left alone?” He says, rolling his eyes, patting the couch next to him. Midnight meows loudly, continuously scratching at the door.

Iris tries to get up but falls to her knees. She starts shaking uncontrollably. She starts scratching her arms trying to stop herself from shaking, but she scratches too hard drawing blood. Quinn smells it picking up on what Midnight was trying to say. Iris needed help. He walks to the door knocking just in case before he tries the door which is locked. “Iris? Midnights trying to get to you?” He asked, concerned. The smell of blood is making him hungry, angry. He knocks harder trying to control his urge.

“Midnight” Iris says weakly “come here girl” she shoots out just enough magic for midnight to pass through the door. Iris holds Midnight tight trying to calm down. She manages to calm down enough to unlock the door after a little while. “I’m…I’m okay Quinn” her voice shakes. “I’m coming in” he opens the door slowly.