Chapter 78

Brielle's POV

What I was afraid of has become reality. The wheels of fate are in motion. Everything started with me and I have to end it. Having lived through this before, I don't want to live through it again. The memory of Blake dying invades my mind. The pain and sorrow I felt that day, I can still feel it. This is a curse. I now understand why people can't remember their past lives. The tragedies of the past could make the future unpleasant.

Mia is dead and it's because of me. I seem to have underestimated Xavier and Julien. Before I knew it, they had already made their move. I can't let anyone else get hurt because of me. I can't hide and selfishly think about myself. The only one who should suffer is me. I didn't know that Sandra was working with those two. I am still confused about her involvement in all of this. What the hell is going on with her? I need answers. So I have come to a decision that Blake won't like one bit. Unfortunately, I won't be able to discuss it with him. He won't allow me to do that but I have to.

When he left the room, I got up from bed. He is going to have to forgive me for this, but it's for his own good. I know this is our story, but I have to do this on my own. I was the one who set this all in motion. I should have stayed at the coven with my mother no matter how frustrating she was. I realize now that she was right. I couldn't act how I wanted because my actions could cause irreparable damage. I always thought she was insufferable and wanted to manage my life. She wanted to shelter me from the bad of the world for the world.

I wanted to experience life and I paid the price for it. I don't know what happened to her, my sisters, the whole coven. It makes me sad that she could have died in pain without seeing her daughter for the last time. But some part of me can't help but think that she easily moved on from it because I proved what she always warned me against.

This is not the first time I have thought about it. I put on my shoes and sneakily left the house, making sure I was not seen by anyone. I managed to rub away and made my way back home. When I got there, I went straight to my room. I took out my phone and looked at my dad's number. Regarding Sandra, he can tell me the answers to my questions. What was that bitch doing with Mia, and why is she after me? Come to think of it, the last time he came home, he looked horrible.

Something must have happened between them. I need to get to the bottom of this before something big happens. I heard a knock on the door before my grandmother poked her head into my room.

" Hey Brielle. I thought I heard you coming in."

" Yeah. I just got back from Blake's place. Sorry I just left like that. Without warning."

Thanks to Rea's antics. But that's not important right now. I put on a smile for my grandma so she doesn't see that I'm not well. She really has a sharp eye and if she gets a wiff of anything, she'll call my mother and the last thing I need is to have them worried and making a fuss.

" It's okay sweetie, but don't go out late at night. This might be a small town, but it's dangerous to be out at night. Who knows what lurks in the night?"

If only grandma knew that there is more than just more than what she thinks in the night.

" Got it. It's probably the best that I never go out at night, so don't worry."

" Okay. Well, I'm going downstairs to finish up dinner. Freshen up and come downstairs, okay?"

I nodded my head and she left me alone. I started pacing back and forth again. I was thinking of what to do. I can't stand around and wait for the enemy to make the first move. I have to find out what is going on for me, me to know what to do.

This is going to be crazy and scary, but nothing can be scarier than losing those I love. I will give my life if I have to, if it means they don't get caught in all this. This is going to be the craziest thing I do in this life. I walked over to my closet and pulled out some clothes for this trip. I took a bag and stuffed it inside. I went around my room looking for necessities that I might need on the way. After I was done with that, I sat down on the chair and pulled out a pen and paper to write a letter. For the first 5 minutes, I just stared at the blank page without doing anything.

I was running out of time. It was almost dinner time. If I didn't go down, my grandmother would come down to get me. And by now, Blake must have noticed that I had left without letting him know. I turned my phone off the whole back. I don't want to call or text him. I am afraid that if I do. I will definitely lose the courage to do this on my own. This will hurt him, but he'll be safe. That's what matters. And if he hates me or gets angry with me, I will gladly bare it all.

Now, what do I say in this letter? I was honestly trying to find a way to explain things in a way that would make sense, but at the moment, there was no easy way. I might not come back and die. This is so complicated. I wish there was a simpler end to this, but there isn't.

I picked up the pen and started writing. I wrote the letter conveying what would be my last words and wished things to go south. Once I was done, I read it. I was satisfied with what I wrote, so I folded the letter and put the pen on top of it.

I took my bag and looked at my room for a while. I sighed and went to the window, opening it. I can't leave through the front door. I need to come down from here and leave. The first place I need to go to is my father's place. If I wanted any chance at finding Sandra, my father would know something about her. The last time he came to tell me about Sandra I didn't take him seriously, and now I can only regret it. It's time to fix this. I have to do things right.