Forgotten And Destined (Forgotten # 1)

by CATT

  He caught me off guard with the statement leaving my vocabulary lacking as how to respond to him so I do what I do best; I ignore what he says as I turn my face from his pulling myself from his reach his hand drops to his side.” I speak really fast so things won’t get awkward between us. “So are you going to stop being a goofball now so you can finish telling me about the powers keepers have.”

  “Um…yea sure…” He replies but I can hear the hurt in his voice. There’s a moment of awkwardness between us before he continues. “Let me think well, everything I said to you up to the point of me communicating with animals is true. As far as I know I’m the only known Keeper with the ability to speak telepathically or to read minds. I can do it with humans, demons and all neither’s I’ve never met anyone’s mind I couldn’t read.” He snorts out a laugh then smirks at me before saying “But that’s enough about my awesomeness let’s move on to someone else. I’d hate to make you think I’m bragging about myself which I totally am, in case you didn’t notice. But I’m only doing it to an impress you.” Oh yea he is defiantly back to his old self, all signs of hurt completely gone. I have no comment to that statement so I don’t say anything I wait for him to continue. When he sees I’m not going to reply he begins talking again.

  “Which I can’t tell if I’m accomplishing or not so I’m thinking it’d be best if I move on from myself to tell you about someone else. How about I tell you a little about Cain for instance he can see the future. He sees it as pictures but as you must realize no one’s future stays the same it changes form minute to minute depending on each decision a person makes. Of course that makes it completely impossible to get a correct read on anyone’s long trim life but it’s an excellent ability to have in a fight because he knows what his opponents going to do as soon as they know which comes in handy in a fight. There are a few keepers who have the same ability but what makes Cain’s power unique only to him is he can see the past as well which never changes. You might be wondering why that would be such an important power to have but consider it for a moment as soon as he meets someone he knows if they have ever commented murder or raped someone or hurt a child that’s some powerful shit right there. He has seen to it that humans have paid for the crimes they have done against other humans which without his ability would have otherwise gone free. The humans paid for their wrongs in human courts of course.”

  “Wow that is fantastic it’s like he’s some kind of freaking guardian angel for the victims in the world that can’t stand up for their selves that’s cool what about Lisa.”

  “Lisa's power is different. She has the power to make people do what she wants them to. Some World Keepers call it mind controlling some call it compulsion.”

  “Does it work on demons and Neithers?”

  “Yeah it does it even works on the vamps, which have the ability to use compulsion their selves but theirs is nothing compared to Lisa’s.”

  He is so proud of Lisa. I can hear it in his voice you can see it in the way he speaks about her I can’t help but wonder if there is something or has ever been something going on between the two. I didn’t like the way the thought of that made me feel. Ugh I have enough on my plate right now I really don’t need to develop feelings for Case so I’m getting jealous of him with other girls. Giving my head a shake, I try getting all the crazy thoughts out of my mind before Case reads them.

  Case is already laughing “are you crazy? No there’s nothing going on between us now or ever.”

  Great seems as if I cleared my head a little too late then I find myself pissed off. He has no right to be inside my head reading my thoughts their mine if I wanted him to know what I was thinking I would have stated it out loud. I never gave him the right to listen to them. “You need to stay out of my head” I demand. At least, he had the decency to look embarrassed.

  “You know I don't think anybody has ever said that to me. Everybody around here is just used to it. Matter fact I think they like it. When they're mad at me or just don't want to talk to they know I can hear them.

  “Have you ever thought maybe they wouldn't be mad at you if you stayed out of their heads? Alternatively, they would talk to you more if you just stayed out of their heads?” I questioned angrily

  “I guess I haven’t ever thought of it that way.”

  “Well I don’t like it so keep-out of my head.” Looking at Case, I see he is looking down at the ground. I know I have hurt his feelings. God he may be this big kick ass keeper but right now he looks more like a little boy. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings I’m just not used to having someone reading my thoughts, being in my head...you know what I mean.” I say as I pick up his hand interlocking our fingers.

  Case squeezes my hand before speaking, “You didn’t hurt my feeling. It’s just I’ve waited so long to meet you. Now you're here I’m worried about everything I say or do. I know you only met me a week ago, but I’ve known you for almost eighteen years. I used to go with your mom or dad every time they would go see you.”

  “What are you talking about?”

  “We can be on earth plus shield ourselves from humans. I guess it has something to do with the whole keeping human's safe thing, so they never find out about us. Anyways your parents would visit you a lot together and sometimes they would visit you one at a time but they would always take me with them. I have been to every one of your birthday parties. I used to love watching you sing as you danced in your room you really made me laugh. When I turned eighteen I got my own powers so I would go visit you by myself. Throughout the years you become part of my life, you become a part of me. Once I had my own powers I didn’t have to wait for your parents to visit you to be able to see you anymore I could see you on my own. I have visited you every day since I turned eighteen. I can’t tell you how many guys I thought about killing human or not, I hated to see you dating anyone I couldn’t wait for you to turn eighteen, so I could really meet you.”

  God what do you say to something like that? I know I should possibly be a little freaked out by his statement and stalkerish behavior but I’m not, it’s quite the opposite really. Matter fact what he just said actually has me turned on. Once again I am going to blame my behavior on insanity. Shit this guy is making it hard for me not to swoon at his feet. “Case I think that’s the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me” I know as I’m saying this to him I am being honest I mean every word of it. I am so in trouble with this guy he is simply beautiful in every way. “I wish I had known you for all the years you have known me. But I can’t do anything to change that, but I do know you now…and I have to tell you I’m in "Awe" of you.”

  Case is staring at me the storm is thundering in his eyes sending shivers through out my bod. I feel myself leaning into him. As my lips are meeting his I think to myself “so much for not wanting any more complications.” Once our lips touch any other thoughts other than what we are doing leaves my mind. I feel like I’m on fire I can’t get enough of the tastes of him; I push my tongue deeper into his mouth as my arms wrap around his neck, my fingers latching onto his silky hair. I hear him moan then his arms are griping me pulling me into his chest as he takes over the kiss. His mouth is attacking mine like I’m the oxygen he needs to breathe he runs his hands up my sides before wrapping them around my waist pulling me even closer to him. We are like to starved people who can’t get enough of each other. I don't know how long we kissed. It could have been seconds or hours. To be honest I don’t care, I never want to stop kissing him we have some sort of connection with one another. I have never felt anything like this before. Sure I have been kissed, had boyfriends, shit I’ve even had sex before but never have I felt anything like this in my life. This is different it’s like we belong together. I’ve never felt such a pull towards anyone as I do with Case. It’s him that finally pulls away first we are both breathing hard our foreheads touching as we gaze into one another eyes.

  “I think we should stop.” The way he says it makes it sound like it is phy
sically painful for him to say the words.

  I am breathing as hard as he is. I nod my head as I pull away from him trying to calm my body down. When all I really want to do is jump on top of him tare his clothes off and do all kinds of dirty things to his body. He takes my hand again interlocking our fingers, rubbing his thumb across the top of my hand. We don’t speak for the longest time as we get our emotions under control but once we do start talking it’s like we hang on one another’s every word. We sit on top of the hill under the dogwood tree talking for hours. He tells me about his parents and my birth parents plus about what his life had been like when he was a kid and his parents were killed. I listen to every word he says loving the sound of his voice. While he holds my hand, as my head lays on his shoulder.

  “You’ve given me a lot to think about but, right now I’m really tired I could really use to lie down.” I begin to pull my hand from his only to have him hold on to me tighter as he questions me where I am going. I tell him I am going back to the house to go to bed and that I need my hand back to get up, without responding he stands up with my hand still in his. He pulls me up beside him. “You don’t need your hand back I’m not letting go of you until I have to. Come on I’ll walk you home.” The way he talks to me makes me feel like I am his everything. Do you see the reason I am having such a problem keeping my head about me with him? We walk back to the house. Well castle is more like it. I’m running on fumes by the time we reach my room.

  “Lana, I am sorry all this happened to you but I’m so glad you’re here.” He touches my face. As he caresses my cheek I gaze into his eyes seeing the truth of his words through his eyes. He leans down kissing me very lightly on the lips then whispers “goodnight.” I watch him walk away while I’m trying to catch my breath God he is unbelievable he has me turned on by simply telling me goodnight. I open the door to my bedroom stepping inside, closing the door behind me before leaning against it. Taking a few deep breathes to try calm down my over active hormones. Once I have better control of myself the tiredness sits back in, I quickly undress not bothering to locate anything to sleep in instead falling into bed with nothing but my bra and panties on. Pulling the covers over my head I feel tears once again falling down my face when thoughts of my family and friends enter my mind. I’m too tired to wipe them away so they fall on the pillow. After a few minutes my mind starts shutting down as sleep takes over.

  Chapter 7

  I wake up to the sound of voices in my room. The first that comes to my mind is the state I went to bed in but I quickly realize my blanket is completely covering my body. I stay quite keeping my eyes closed, trying to figure out who is in my room without letting them know I know they are in here. As the two people continue their conversation in whispered voices I soon find out whom they both are. Actually I knew who they were after the first sentence I heard spoken. But I lay still listening to their conversation praying they don’t realize I’m awake. My biological mom is telling my birth father how beautiful she thinks I am. While my birth father tells her I look like her so how I have no other choice but to be beautiful. “Yeah, that makes me want to puke too”

  “Harris, she hates us like I told you she would. She will never look at either of us as her parents. She didn’t even want to see us tonight.” My birth mother is crying. My birth farther is trying to console her by telling her she has to give me time. That I have only been here for a week and I’d been unconscious from the poison from the Drag until yesterday. It must be after midnight if he is saying I woke up yesterday. Hmm…guess I have been asleep for a few hours.

  “Harris I want to hug her. Hold her in my arms and never let go of her again. I want to tell her how much I love her. We were deprived of having her, her whole life. Now she's here, and I think it’s harder having her here knowing she hates us more than it was when she knew nothing about us. At least before she knew who we were she didn't hate us, we never should have brought her back. We should have left her with the Parkers.”

  “Summer you know that wasn’t possible. Rain’s powers come to her besides this is her home. She is the Princess of the Keeper World one day she will become Queen. She will get married, her and her husband will rule.”

  “Harris I don't even want to talk with you about that. You know what my feelings are about what you have done, the only reason I haven't put a complete stop to it is because I know it won't work unless it's meant to be.”

  “Summer I am only thinking about the best thing for our daughter.”

  “Harris I will not discuss this subject with you anymore. All I want now is to try to have some type of relationship with our daughter. I had to give her up eighteen years ago I will never give her up again. I don't care if it takes the rest of my life. She will know I have loved her since before she was born.”

  “I know that is what you want honey, given her time. Rain will come to see that you love her. I don't want to see you hurt if she can never return the same kind of love to you that you have for her. Now come on lets go to bed she's not going anywhere, she’ll be here when we wake up in the morning. Besides we don't want her to wake up and find us in here.”

  I keep my eyes closed waiting to hear the door open and close. But it never happens. I no longer hear them talking so after a few minutes I squint my eyes hoping they won’t be able to see me if they are still in the room. Looking around I can’t see them anywhere. They are gone so I open my eyes all the way up while sitting up in my bed. I contemplate on what all I heard them speaking about along with everything Case told me, as I’m deliberating everything I must admit it is getting harder and harder to stay angry with them the more I hear about everything.

  I can’t help but ponder about what my birth father could have done that my birth mother refused to discuss with him. Whatever they had been talking about she had told him the only reason she hadn’t stopped him was due to the fact she knew it wouldn’t work unless it was meant to. I’m not sure if they were talking about something I should be worried about or not. I mean let’s face it seems as if I have entered a world where anything is possibly. At this point I say the hell with it. I am going to start dealing with everything as it happens from now on. One thing is for sure whatever they were talking about had to do with me. I thought about Harris saying I was the princess, and one day would be Queen and rule the Keeper’s World. Well…that part sounds pretty fucking awesome, but I hate it for them if they think I'm ever getting married.

  I’m woken up by someone knocking on my door. “Come In” I yell sitting up in bed, yawning while stretching the kinks out of my body. What fucking time is it I wonder to myself? Evidently I fell back to sleep sometimes after my birth parents left my bedroom. The bedroom door burst open and a lively looking Lisa walks in smiling from ear to ear.

  “Good morning” she says looking as if she has been up for hours.

  “What time is it?” I question in a grumbly voice rubbing my hands through my hair.

  “Its five thirty”

  “Do you mean five-thirty in the evening?” I know there is no way in hell she is in here at five-thirty in the morning looking like she has been up for hours smiling like the cat that’s caught the canary.

  “No silly it’s five-thirty in the morning.” she answers still smiling.

  “What the fuck Lisa... how the hell can you be all happy and look like you've been up for hours at five-thirty in the freaking morning?”

  “I'm always in a good mood in the mornings, and I look like I've been up for hours because I have been. You don't think I get out of bed looking this damn hot do you?”

  As I take in Lisa’s appearance I see she is dressed in all black leather again. Today her hair is flaming red instead of purple. Her makeup is still really heavy, but it looks good on her and the red hair really suits her. She looks gorgeous and badass at the same time. I would love to have the confidantes she dose about her looks. She is my total opposite in every way. I could never dress like her or wear all the makeup she wears plus I could never pull
off that I'm sexy as hell, but if you touch me, I'll kick your ass look. Deciding I need to stop staring at her before she thinks I bat for the other team I put my hands over my eyes as I speak. “I'm not a morning person so do you mind coming back in say about three or four hours.”

  “No can do Princess” Lisa replies smiling knowing good and well I would hate being called a princess.

  “Come on get up and get ready, we start training today. My dear you have lot's to learn unlike us that have been training our whole lives. You have powers you have yet to discover but with my help we will soon find out what they are then I’ll help you learn to use them so get your ass out of bed we have work to do.” The smile never left her face as she spoke.

  “Ugh…you can be a bitch you know that right?” I grumble.

  “Yes…I do know that, but you will soon come to understand like everyone else has that I honestly don’t care. Now get your ass out of bed get in the shower then meet me down stairs for breakfast.” She is already opening the door as she makes her statement.

  I flip her off before the door closes behind her before throwing my body back down on my bed. The thought crosses my mind to go back to sleep but I wipe that thought from my mind as soon as it enters it. I’m afraid Lisa might come back in my room flinging water in my face or possibly do something worse than that. Sitting back up I eventually drag my dead weight body out of my bed. After picking out clothes to put on I take a shower which wakes me up. Once I’m dried off I pull my long hair up into a ponytail having to use several rubber bands in order to keep the long length from getting in my face. When I have that accomplished, I slip on the clothes I brought in the bathroom with me which consist of a pair of biker shorts and tee-shirt. Once I have my sock and the new pair of Nike’s Lisa bought me on I head out the door for the dining room.