hung up. I wanted to piss him off; I wanted him to come after me . I wanted to fight him. I didn’t like the thought of killing people, but now I was starting to think maybe Jackson was right, sometimes it had to be done, it would be self-defence anyway, kill or be killed. The phone rang again, this time I just let it r ing and ring. He was persistent I’ll give him that . He must have tried about eight times before finally getting it in his head that I wasn’t going to answer . Every time it rang I smirked to myself ; k nowing how frustrated he would be made me happy.
I walked into the living room with a drink and sandwich . I’d hardly eaten anything all day and my stomach was screaming at me. I put the fire on and sat on the rug in front of it looking out my window, even though it was nearly the end of May it was still rather chilly at night; it nearly always was in the hills. It was starting to get dark out now and a low level mist was hovering around my house. I used to love it when it was like this, the eerie feeling of it all, but now with everything that was going on, I felt really on edge and just wanted it to pass. Once I’d eaten I lay down enjoying the warmth of the fire and staring at my ceiling.
I started to feel sleepy and was about to nod off when there was a knock at my door. I sat up straight, m y adrenalin instantly started to pump, that was until Jackson stood in front of my living room window and motioned for me to let him in.
“What are you doing here?” I asked as I opened the door .
“I want to talk to you . ”
“Come in . ”
I led him into the living room and offered him a drink, but he politely refused.
“Leticia, you can’t run, none of us should have to hide, I know were not exactly normal but we’re still living, breathing creatures, we have just as much right to live our lives as any normal human being . ”
“I know but it doesn’t happen like that . ”
“What happened to you?” he asked .
“It’s a long story . ”
“I’ve got all night . ”
“Jackson, look, I don’t want to talk about it . ”
“I will find out you know . ”
“What’s suddenly changed with you ? T he other day you didn’t even want to tell me your name, you were rude to me, and now you want to know the ins and outs of a cats ass , it doesn’t work like that you know , ” I almost scolded .
“I’m sorry I was rude, I’m not used to talking to anyone other than my sister and Tristan . I guess my social skills are poor these days . ”
I sat down facing him and studied him for a moment; he seemed uncomfortable, nervous, like he had no confidence in himself. It was a shame really, he was such a good looking guy and you could tell he was a nice person on the inside, why else would he have stuck up for me ? W hy would he be here now ?
“ Where are Nancy and Tristan?” I asked .
“At home . ”
“Do they know you ’ r e here?”
“No, if I’d told them they would have wanted to come . You looked rather un-easy with us all around you befo re, so I thought if I came solo you might relax a little . ”
“Oh . ”
“Would you prefer Nancy to come?” he asked, looking away from me .
“I don’t know . I don’t know what to do about any of this , ” I sighed .
“You need to stay for starters, and you need to fight . Y ou also need to let us help you . ”
I didn’t respond . I just stared at him for a moment.
“ There are a lot of them you know , ” he added . “I saw three of them off before I even got to your driveway . ”
“What!”
“They were up to something, I don’t know what, but they were definitely scoping the place out . ”
“What do you mean saw them off?”
“This kinda scares people away . ” He said as he stood up, reached around his back and brought forward a gun . “I don’t think they wanted to die tonight.” He placed the gun on the table and turned his attention back to me.
“Where did you get that?”
“I’ve had it a