Reborn- His Scarlett Moon

I arrived at Sarah’s place , over burdened by my troubles, hoping to find comfort in the company of my friend. But as I walked towards the door, I noticed that the house was locked. This was very unusual, as Sarah always kept the door unlocked for me. In Fact she didn’t need to lock because she didn’t have anything inside, that was her joke.

I tried calling her, but there was no answer. Her phone kept going to voicemail. I turned, feeling more upset than I had arrived there feeling. Just as I was about to leave, I heard a loud explosion outside.

I ducked with my hands over my ears. Then hurried to the front to investigate what had happened.

As I stepped outside, the bright orange glow of flames filled my eyes, and a wave of heat rushed towards me. I gasped in horror as I saw that Ryan’s car had crashed into a nearby tree and was now engulfed in flames.

I looked at my keys. I had definitely locked it and parked it properly! Was his car as supernatural as him? Did it have its free will?

“No!” I screamed, suddenly realizing that what had just crashed was a million dollar car. How would I ever be able to pay this debt off? Will the werewolf now take my soul? Panic set in as I realized that my worst fears might be true.

I ran towards the car, trying to get closer, but the heat was too intense. I could feel the flames singing my skin as I got closer. I could see that the car had been completely destroyed in the explosion. The tires had blown out, the windshield had shattered, and the metal was twisted and blackened from the heat.

I felt my heart sinking as I realized that there was no part that could be recovered. Tears streamed down my face as I struggled to comprehend what had happened. Could the day get any worse?This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

As I stood there in shock, trying to come to terms with the tragedy that had just unfolded, a police car arrived at the scene. The officers quickly took control of the situation, setting up barriers to keep people away from the car.

“Ma’am, can you tell us what happened?” one of the officers asked me.

“I don’t know,” I replied, my voice choking with emotion. “I came to visit my friend, and I found a car like this.” I immediately lied, not to have anything to do with the legal problems at the moment.

The officers took my statement, and I watched helplessly as they examined the car and searched for any clues that might explain what had happened.

As I sat there, for the police to complete their preliminary procedure, I wondered what I could have done differently to prevent such a tragedy. But the truth is, sometimes there is nothing we can do to change the course of fate, and all we can do is cherish the memories.

My thoughts were getting too heavy for me.

” Officer, are we done? Can I go? ”

I suddenly yelled at them as they looked at me suspiciously.

” Not yet, missy. We need you for a little while longer. “.

They said,

” Okay… ” I looked away and sat back.

But I wasn’t really sitting.

My mind was at constant work as I followed their mood and activity .

I sat quietly as my heart was beating fast with the excitement and fear of what I am about to do. The officers were standing nearby, chatting and laughing, their attention focused on each other rather than their surroundings.

I took a deep breath and began to slowly inch away, careful to stay low and move as quietly as possible. I felt very exposed and vulnerable on the open road, but I knew that I needed to keep going if I wanted to escape.

As I moved further away, the officers’ voices became fainter and fainter, and I started to feel a glimmer of hope that I might actually make it . I needed to stay focused and alert, as any misstep could mean the end of my freedom.

I sprinted towards the gap I spotted behind two buildings in the next lane, feeling the wind rush past me as I raced. And then, finally, I burst through the gap and into the opposite lane. Away from where the accident had happened.

I stretched my arms out to celebrate and that was when I realized that the police were really not done with me yet.

I heard the sirens from the lane I had just abandoned. They were after me.

I looked here and there, looking for a place to hide.

The only place I found with an open door and arm was the

club in front. A very shabby and dingy looking club, compared to the five star one that Ryan had.

I shook my head. I needed to get him out of my brain for a little while and I also needed a drink.

And since Sarah wasn’t around, I could use some random company.

Also, the club would serve as the perfect shelter till the police sirens were gone. Their ring was driving me nuts and giving me more headaches than I already had.