Chapter 13- Sinematic Part One

(NSFW WARNING! A GRAPHIC PICTURE AND MILD GRAPHIC WRITING)

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It had been weird moving to Riverview right about the time Aria decided to leave for Bridgeport, my sister was a big reason for my move in the first place. I felt bad for her and everything she was going through with… him. Carter and Aria has been on the outs since the day that they FINALLY shared a kiss. Where it all went wrong… only the two of them know. It drove me insane not to see the two of them together, it was clear as day that Carter loved my sister and yet she was the only one who did not seem not notice what was right under her nose. I swear if she were here right now I might back hand her to knock some sense into her. I let out a frustrated sigh, a sigh that was meant for the both of them and the way they acted with each other.

Picking up my phone I opened the messaging screen and pulled up Carters name, speaking of him he had not done a great job in welcoming me into the neighborhood. I started a message:

Mila- You know you could come see me sometime asshole! I need my rent-a-cop to make sure I am safe in the new neighborhood! haha. Seriously though we need to see each other soon I have been in living in Riverview for a couple weeks now.

My phone chimed at me almost instantly as our conversation started and continued:

Carter- Okay, but cash only.
A few weeks only? I'll take advantage of you, then, yeah. I'm busy with work the next few days, but maybe sometime later this week?

Mila- Cash it is!
I know how it is with work and no worries; someone has to attempt to keep the evil people in this world off the streets. Give me a shout next time you have a day off and we can figure out something to do.

Carter- I will, Green Eyed Monster.
That was our relationship, name calling and sarcasm; we definitely treated each other as if we were siblings. The only difference is that I had known where his heart lied when he was really young.

The day was finally here, the long drive to Bridgeport awaited me as did my reunion with my sister. I was giddy with excitement to see her as well as see Axil get married. Telling my kids I loved them and to be nice to the baby sitter I gave them each a kiss on the cheek and said my goodbyes. It was always hard to leave them, they were growing so fast. My tennis shoes crunched across loose gravel that lined the driveway to the garage, tiny pebbles finding their way into the design of the bottom of my shoe. I lifted the rolling luggage into the trunk and pushed down forcefully latching it back to the car. The sun was hiding behind clouds and a light breeze blew by. Running my hand through my hair I opened the car door and climbed in, leaving my new home of Riverview behind me. 

Hitting my first rest stop I grabbed my phone out of my purse and sent a quick text to Aria letting her know that I was safe and the drive was going well. I also let her know that I would be to her in just a few more hours. I knew how badly she needed a hug and I knew mine would not suffice the same as the one she wanted from him... 

 The drive seemed to drag on and on, my Ipod keeping me company playing a mix of hard rock and country, a few children’s songs were sprinkled in the mix.  Aria and I were supposed to make this drive together and I let out a small laugh knowing I would not get away with listening to the songs I owned on the drive. She was not fond of all the music I liked; she was my dear hopeless romantic sister. Lovey dovey music made up almost her whole playlist. Music that unless I was I the mood to hear, I gagged at. This did however always make for fun road trips when we were younger or whenever we drove somewhere together. I missed her very much and couldn’t stand to know she was hurting. I knew Carter went to visit her before the wedding, I had only hoped the meeting had went well.

Pulling into the hotel where Aria and I were staying I parked and moved my luggage with me towards the entrance. A slurred squeal rang through my ears as Aria came running to me. Knocking the luggage from my hands she threw herself at me and took me into a massive hug. Her breath smelling of alcohol already.
“You started without me bitch.” I said to her with a little laugh, I wondered if she had raided the mini bar. I was glad to have been smart enough to bring a few bottles.

The goofy smile told me all I needed to know.
“I may have started a little bit of pre-gaming” She said holding her fingers up to show me the little bit she started and giggled.

“Let’s get up to the room, time to catch up and get plastered. The wedding is not until later tomorrow and I am sure all Axil will do is laugh at us if we are a little hung over.” I stuck my tongue out at her as I laced my arm in with hers. Walking into the hotel we made our way up and drank the night away.

My eyes opened groggily the next morning and I yawned turning to see Aria getting out of the bed, her hair a mess. 

“We may have slightly over done it last night.” I laughed and attempted to get my eyes to focus again. 

“Tylenol?” She asked and I pointed to my purse. “We should go down and get something to eat; I may puke if I don’t get some toast in here or something.” She said pointing to her stomach.

A small restaurant down next to the hotel greeted our view as we stepped outside. Neither of us were able to eat much but got enough down to ward off vomiting. I had spent most of the time eating with one hand covering my scar on my throat. 

“Stop covering it up.” Aria hissed as she stood to go to the restroom before she left. I rolled my eyes at her as she walked off. 

“See you back at the hotel later.” I called out after her, in my rush of packing I realized that I forgot to pack bra’s with me and was making a quick trip to the store before the wedding. I knew Axil would likely want to spend time with Aria before the wedding, being her blood brother and all.

A pale man passed by my line of vision where I was off in wonderland, making me wonder if I had imagined it to being with. I shook my head and stood walking to my car. 

Leaving the mall I attempted to balance the bags I was carrying while covering my scar and holding my phone to my ear using my shoulder. My call had ended a few minutes ago but I had not found a place to set my bags and regroup. I was still self-conscious of my scar. My phone slipped out from my shoulder and landed on the concrete with a smack. 

“Dammit.” I cursed under my breath and bent down letting my bags sit on the ground as I picked the phone up. 

“You know that wouldn’t happen if you actually used your other hand what it was for.” A strong deep voice spoke from behind me. Whipping around I saw the same pale guy from this morning leaning against the building behind me.

My eyebrows came together as I looked at him, he was fucking hot. Realizing my scar was showing my hand reached up and covered it yet again. 

“You shouldn’t do that.” The stranger said walking over to me and putting his hand out to help me up. Taking it I swear I felt a spark at his touch. I wanted to know more about him. Standing I looked into his blue eyes.

“I have to” I said quietly, “It is not pretty to look at.” I said with a sigh.

His hand reached over and moved hair out of my face and tucked it behind my ear… smooth moves Mr, smooth moves. “I think it is beautiful. I am sure it has a story behind it.” He said as I found myself starting to walk with him.

“Are you from around here?” I asked as I watched the wind ruffle his raven black hair.

“I am staying in a nearby hotel for a few days.” He said with confidence as he shrugged his shoulder. 

“The Simton?” I asked and watched him nod his head. “I am staying there too, heading back now actually, do you need a ride?” I found myself asking him.

“Sounds better than walking.” He gave me a charming smile and helped me put the bags into my trunk. “I never caught your name.” He said as he opened the passenger door.

“It’s Mila.” I smiled climbing into the car and he followed suite. “Yours?”

“Discord.” He replied as I drove us back to the hotel.

The drive consisted of small talk and compliments and I for the first time in a while was feeling good and had not covered my scar as much. He had a way of making me laugh.

I found myself covering my scar again as we rode the elevator up to the 6^th floor. His room down the hall from Aria’s and mine. 

“Have a drink with me.” He said as we exited the elevator into the hall way.

“Discord I have a wedding to be at soon. I probably shouldn’t.” I said to him placing my hand against my throat to cover the scar as I had turned to face him.

He took a step closer; I could feel his breath against my skin. “It’s just one drink.” He said as his hand slid up and gripped my wrist; it pulled the hand from where it rested on my throat. “Stop covering something that makes you sexy and badass looking.” His words were whispered into my ears and he started to pull me down the hall.

It started with a kiss, a rough one that left me hungry for more. I needed it, I craved it. This was the first time I had been with a guy since the night things happened with Rene. Discord was good with words, I am sure part of that had to do with him being a vampire, and he made me feel pretty… even with the scar.

The drinks were downed fast and quick, I hardly tasted the alcohol but I could feel the effects. Apparently I was pre-gaming before the wedding a little as well. His dominating personality scared me for a moment until I felt calm again in his presence. I gave into the temptation.

Our bodies became one as he kissed me hard against the wall then lowered me to the bed. He teased at my body with his mouth and hands. His cocky personality seemed to show more now; he knew what he was doing. We had our fun on different surfaces of the hotel room and I could feel my body tense as euphoria crashed over me.

I then met the asshole personality of his; one I was starting to believe was his normal. Exiting the bathroom I was greeted by him pushing my pants and shirt into my hands.

“You have a wedding to get ready for don’t you?” He acted cocky and leaned against the door frame and raised an eyebrow at me as I got dressed.

Grabbing my purse from the floor and my shopping bags I shot him a look and nodded.

“Thanks for the fuck.” He grinned and said to me as I walked past him to leave.
“Thanks for being an asshole.” I replied back taking a, now walk of shame, down the hall. 

The wedding went by in a blur as Aria and I drank throughout the whole entire thing.

I remembered laughing and clapping and cheering and drinking… lots of drinking.

The last thing I remember before the nights end was Axil giving me a hug and randomly touching my face. I would find out the next morning that the little prankster had taken a marker to my forehead and written the word “Drunk” on it… I would kill him later.

Back home in Riverview I gave birth to 4 babies, all of whom were Discords. Of course I would be so lucky to fall pregnant from a guy who was a smooth move asshole. Aria had some home and found herself pregnant as well. I had my suspicions on who the father was and that she had found out who I slept with.

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Chapter 12- New beginnings

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It had been a few months since the incident with Renee, the nightmare still haunting me but not quite as much as they used to. Tonight in particular had been a bad one for nightmares as I stifled a scream sitting up in bed. My hand went to my throat immediately checking for blood, I had a habit of waking from the nightmares right about the time she had cut my throat. I relaxed slightly feeling only my raised scar and no red liquid.

Today was going to be a busy day, the fact that I was only going to get an hour or two of sleep was not going to help my case with 8 kids moving around. I couldn't believe I was already at 25 kids. I also couldn't believe what a horrible mom I had been these past few months. I was not trying to neglect my children; I had been in a daze and was just trying to get by myself. There were times yet again I thought of throwing in the towel and stopping this whole thing.

The sun peeked early over the horizon of Starlight Shores. Glancing around my room was still a weird sight for me, everything gone or a few boxes left behind to still be packed. My mind drifted, I was thankful that this whole fiasco happened towards the end of the school year for the kids. The only reason we were not moving sooner was so that they could finish their school year out instead of leaving with only a couple months left. School had been out for the last 2 weeks and they had started their goodbyes to their friends.

I needed some fresh air. Pulling on a tank top and jeans, I headed down the stairs quietly, I did not want to wake the kids just yet. My feet continued to carry me as I found myself running down the sidewalk away from the house. Thankfully the triplets had their birthdays last week and could take care of the younger ones in my short absence.

I kept running, air heavy flowing through my lungs. I ran until I found myself collapsing on the beach, I could hear the seagulls all around me. I tried to catch my breath as tears stung my eyes. Was I making the right choice in moving? Would Rene find me again anyway and finish the job?

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Aria had met me at the park; we had both been looking at houses that were for sale in Riverview for me to possibly purchase. I had been out to see her a bit since the incident, or even just to visit Riverview. “Ready to go see a few houses?” Aria asked smiling at me. “I found a few that I think you might like.” “Ready as I will ever be” I said forcing a smile back. It had been only a few weeks from the incident that Aria and I had talked about me moving to Riverview. It would be easier for both of us to know that each other were safe and I knew she was worried about Rene finding me out in Starlight Shores.

We started our search, a few houses here and a few houses there. One of them reminded me too much of Rene’s house and about sent me into a panic. Aria suggested we take a break and get something for lunch after that. Sitting at a restaurant I poked at my food attempting to eat a bit of it. I could feel Aria giving me that look, one I knew too well these last couple weeks. Trying to please her I forked a full size bite into my mouth and chewed it up. Glancing to the left I noticed a paper crumpled on the ground, only the words “For Sale” were noticeable on it. Reaching down I picked it up and uncrumpled it in my lap. A gorgeous Victorian style home was spread across the page. “I know where we are going next.” I smiled holding the paper up for Aria to see, I was a sucker for Victorian style houses. 

The trip had been a success and I had fallen in love with the house when I first laid eyes on it. Finding the house had definitely perked my mood and the fact it was in my price range. I had driven Aria and I back to the park where her car was waiting. 

“Do you think our rent a cop friend would mind keeping watch on my new house the first couple days I moved here?” I smiled and nudged my sister with my elbow. It was still too funny to think that Carter, our best friend growing up, had become a cop. We gave him hell for it any chance we could. 

“That depends; do you really want him to be the one to catch the bad guys for you? Do you think his handcuffs and baton are even real?” Aria tossed back with a laugh. 

“I think being a cop is his cover, what if Carter is really a stripper and he dresses as a cop for his entertainment.” My devilish grin showing. 

“Carter… strip?” Aria’s eyebrow rose as she tried to contain herself. “Please, I bet he found the costume at a Halloween shop and just likes to wear it every day.” 

With that we both fell into a fit of laughter. Poor Carter, he was always being made fun of at our expense.

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The rest of the boxes had been packed up and put into the U-Haul truck as we all made our way to the new home. I was excited for the kids to see it and hoped they loved it as much as I did. It still needed some remodeling but for now it was perfect and new. A new start. Everyone’s faces lit up when we pulled up to the house. I could hear my oldest kids complaining that they didn't get to live there. They were all going to head out and start their own adventure into life, but had been amazing enough to help me unpack. ---- I gave birth to another set of quads a couple months later. With everything going on in my life and the fact I was still very self-conscious about my scar I had again opted for donor sperm to provide my babies for me. I had not been picky these last couple times and I was once again blessed with children. I was starting to wonder about the unusual skin tones of some of the kids, apparently they had some interesting genetics. All I cared was that they were happy and healthy and mine to love.

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