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“Jonathon it’s not a big deal, really,” I finally whispered, dispelling the quiet.
“You ran from me,” he growled. “You were afraid.”
“I’m not going to lie to you. I was afraid. But I know deep down that you would never really hurt me.”
“No, I wouldn’t,” he whispered. “But that doesn’t change the fact that I scared you so much that you felt the need to run from me.”
I groaned. “Can we just put this behind us and pretend it never happened?”
“Just because you pretend something didn’t happen doesn’t make it any less real,” he said. His grip on the steering wheel tightened.
“You’re impossible,” I muttered.
He shook his head. “I can apologize to you every day of the rest of your existence and it will never be enough.”
“I’m already over it,” I sighed. And I was. I knew that Jonathon would never hurt me. His reaction had just frightened me. I had never seen him come so unhinged before. “I love you,” I put my hand on his knee. “And I’m sorry that I ran.”
“Don’t you dare apologize to me,” he growled. I withdrew my hand. “I’m sorry,” he whispered again. He took my hand and intertwined it with his so that he was driving one handed. He smiled but it didn’t reach his eyes. “I’ll be nice from now on. It’s just… The thought of anything happening to you scares me… But to think that I did it? It makes it ten times worse. No, a hundred times worse.”
I leaned over and kissed his cheek. “I’m perfect.”
He shook his head and said no more.
When we got to the house I got out of the car before he could get my door and practically ran up the steps. I opened the door to find all the vampires already gathered. Jonathon came in slowly behind me.
“What happened to your arms?” asked Diana.
“Oh,” I glanced down, having forgotten about the bandages. “I fell.”
Jonathon sighed. “I broke something and when it shattered it hit her.”
“Why would you do that?” asked Amelia.
“I lost my temper,” whispered Jonathon.
“Oh,” Amelia’s lips pinched tightly together.
“I have something to share with everyone,” said Jonathon, taking a seat. I took a seat across from him by Diana and Danny.
“What’s wrong?” asked Joseph picking up on his tone.
Jonathon sighed and rubbed his face. “It has to do with this,” he pulled something from his back pocket and tossed it onto the coffee table. It was the small leather book of prophecies.
“What is it?” asked Joseph picking up the book and examining it.
“The book of prophecies,” said Patrick.
“But the last seer was dead before we were even born,” said Joseph, twisting the book around.
“Yes, she was. The Originals coveted Simone but more than her they wanted this,” Jonathon pointed to the book.
“This?” asked Joseph skeptical.
“She died to ensure that the Originals never got their hands on the book or her. She had Gabriel kill her, he was the only one she trusted, since he was on the run from the Originals. She trusted him to keep the book safe and now he has entrusted me to do the same.”
“But why?” asked Joseph putting the book down.
“Because, I believe that the book predicts something that will happen to us,” he took my hand and looked me in the eye.
