The Creatori 7
What’s going on? Callie’s just turned 16. But things are weird. On her way home she finds out that two of the neighbor's sheep have gone missing. No big deal right? But then she finds them outside her house, dead. Then upstairs in her bedroom, there’s a beautiful man sitting on her bed. Callie’s life is turned upside down as she finds out she is part of a species known as Creatori.
Callie woke up the next morning, managed to stumble out of bed, grabbed her phone and a towel and tramp into the bathroom. She turned the shower on, got undressed and stepped in. As the hot water cascaded over her body, she relaxed and sighed. It felt so nice. She reached for her body scrub when her phone started ringing. She rolled her eyes – ‘who rings someone at seven in the morning?’ – and pulled back the shower curtain.
Where she came face to face with Max. Her eyes widened as she saw his eyes rove over her body, and she jumped back behind the curtain. She stuck her head out and saw that Max was still looking and she dropped her gaze down and gasped. Her body was stuck the curtain, which was suddenly transparent with all the water. She sat down and wrapped her arms round her knees.
"What are you doing in here?" she shouted through the curtain
"Your phone was ringing" he replied
"So…?" she raised an eyebrow
"I was gonna answer it" he said slowly. She narrowed her eyes at him.
"Why?"
"Because you’re showering. Nice body by the way" he added.
Callie sneered and hugged herself tighter.
"You’re a perv" she muttered.
"Whatever babe. You know that I’ve already seen all of it" he sing-sang.
"What?" she shrieked.
"You’re stories are full of a LOT of steamy scenes. Though I must admit you’re a lot sexier in real life" he shrugged.
Callie growled and vowed to burn them all when she had the time.
"Get out" Max nodded and left.
With a massive sigh, Callie pulled herself up and out, wrapped herself in a big fluffy towel and grabbed her phone. It was a text, from an unknown number.
‘Hi b.
Meet me l8r at the park outside your house?
X’
Callie closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She really liked Rhys, but with Max on the scene, things were difficult. She didn’t want to put Rhys in danger. Max thought that Callie was his, but really and truly she didn’t want to be. Yeah he was hot, and yeah she liked his kisses and waking up in his arms and just savoring it. But he was also, possessive, annoying, a chatterbox, a know-it-all and he ate all of the neighbors’ animals! She pinched the bridge of her nose and then typed in a message.
‘Sure.
See you soon
X’
Her thumb hovered above the send button for a moment and then pressed it. She made her way to her room, thinking about what just happened in the bathroom. Max just saw her naked, and what he said was true; at fourteen she was incredibly obsessed with all things passion. But that doesn’t mean he had the right to just barge in on her! She stopped outside her room, bit her lip and then stepped in the door.
*MAX’S POV*
I smiled to myself as I lay down on her bed. She was so funny. Acting like I hadn’t seen it all before. I thought about her phone ringing and wondered who had texted her, I hadn’t heard her talking, just the noise of her pressing the buttons.
The door opened and I turned to see Callie wrapped in a towel that engulfed her whole body bar her cute little head. She glared at me and then pointed out the window. I took that as my cue to leave her to get dressed. I saluted like a soldier and whispered a ‘yes maam’ with a grin and sprang out the window. I landed on the balls of my feet and started to run. I loved running. The smells of the country filled my nostrils and a few miles away I caught the scent of some sheep. I licked my lips as I approached them, bent into a crouch, chose one and sprang for it, hands out-stretched. As usual, it fought but I snapped its neck in seconds and started to drink.
Five minutes and three sheep later, I landed on Callie’s bedroom and saw that it was empty. I frowned. What the fuck?!
~*~*~*~
Callie smiled to herself as she came closer to the park. Victory! Rhys popped into view and she bit back a grin as she saw how yummy he looked. She gave him a hug and sat down on the swing next to him. The air was foggy, and in the brief silence she watched her breath. Then Rhys rolled his eyes and started to laugh.
"My mum had a cow when the police called her yesterday. She thought they had arrested me" Callie raised her brow.
"Why?"
"Because they answered the phone like; this is the police. We have your son Rhys in our care- and then she started shouting and cut them off" he chuckled. Callie looked away and giggled. Then she stopped. She had to squint, but she could’ve sworn she just saw Max, standing by the park entrance. She rolled her eyes and turned to say something to Rhys when Max suddenly appeared in front of him. She screamed and Rhys fell backwards off the swing.
"Sweet Jesus H!" he muttered and brushed himself off as he stood up. Max’s eyes were blazing and his death glare was directed at Callie.
"Why are you with him?" he asked menacingly. Callie was scared. She was very scared. All she could do was shrug. Rhys looked at her.
"You don’t know?" he asked her accusingly. Oh shit, she thought.
"No, what I meant was…because I want to be" I suddenly said, hoping that would satisfy them both.
Rhys scowled and turned to Max/
"She’s with me because I’m her boyfriend. Who the fuck are you?" he spat.
Max growled and in one quick movement, he had Rhys by the throat and against the fence. It clinked as Rhys tried to kick Max and get him to let go.
Callie screamed. She ran over and tried to make Max let go but he just brushed her aside with his free hand. She landed on the tar ground a few feet away. She watched, with tears in her eyes as the color left Rhy’s face and his struggle became feebler.
"Nel nome del Creatori, l'ordino sostiene a dove lei appartiene" a gravelly voice said. With a gasp Callie turned to see a man in around his forties, with his eyes closed and hands out. He has long grey hair down to his shoulders and pale skin. He was around her height, and he was wearing trousers, a blue chequered shirt and a black leather jacket on. She heard a thump and spun around to see that Max had disappeared and Rhys was on the floor, gripping his neck and choking. She ran over to him and hugged him.
"I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry Rhys! I didn’t know that would happen! Are you okay?" she rushed out and searched him for any injuries. But he was fine, well, apart from the deathly pale skin and mouth gaping for air. He shook his head, coughed and then they both stood up.
"It’s fine" he wheezed and Callie smiled a little. Then she remembered the old man and looked to the spot. He wasn’t there. Did she imagine that? She shook her head and walked with Rhys to his house. The walk was silent and at his door she hugged him again then turned back for home.
When she got into her bedroom, the man from the park was sitting at her desk, flipping through her stories. She got one exclamation out before everything went black and she fainted.
Where she came face to face with Max. Her eyes widened as she saw his eyes rove over her body, and she jumped back behind the curtain. She stuck her head out and saw that Max was still looking and she dropped her gaze down and gasped. Her body was stuck the curtain, which was suddenly transparent with all the water. She sat down and wrapped her arms round her knees.
"What are you doing in here?" she shouted through the curtain
"Your phone was ringing" he replied
"So…?" she raised an eyebrow
"I was gonna answer it" he said slowly. She narrowed her eyes at him.
"Why?"
"Because you’re showering. Nice body by the way" he added.
Callie sneered and hugged herself tighter.
"You’re a perv" she muttered.
"Whatever babe. You know that I’ve already seen all of it" he sing-sang.
"What?" she shrieked.
"You’re stories are full of a LOT of steamy scenes. Though I must admit you’re a lot sexier in real life" he shrugged.
Callie growled and vowed to burn them all when she had the time.
"Get out" Max nodded and left.
With a massive sigh, Callie pulled herself up and out, wrapped herself in a big fluffy towel and grabbed her phone. It was a text, from an unknown number.
‘Hi b.
Meet me l8r at the park outside your house?
X’
Callie closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She really liked Rhys, but with Max on the scene, things were difficult. She didn’t want to put Rhys in danger. Max thought that Callie was his, but really and truly she didn’t want to be. Yeah he was hot, and yeah she liked his kisses and waking up in his arms and just savoring it. But he was also, possessive, annoying, a chatterbox, a know-it-all and he ate all of the neighbors’ animals! She pinched the bridge of her nose and then typed in a message.
‘Sure.
See you soon
X’
Her thumb hovered above the send button for a moment and then pressed it. She made her way to her room, thinking about what just happened in the bathroom. Max just saw her naked, and what he said was true; at fourteen she was incredibly obsessed with all things passion. But that doesn’t mean he had the right to just barge in on her! She stopped outside her room, bit her lip and then stepped in the door.
*MAX’S POV*
I smiled to myself as I lay down on her bed. She was so funny. Acting like I hadn’t seen it all before. I thought about her phone ringing and wondered who had texted her, I hadn’t heard her talking, just the noise of her pressing the buttons.
The door opened and I turned to see Callie wrapped in a towel that engulfed her whole body bar her cute little head. She glared at me and then pointed out the window. I took that as my cue to leave her to get dressed. I saluted like a soldier and whispered a ‘yes maam’ with a grin and sprang out the window. I landed on the balls of my feet and started to run. I loved running. The smells of the country filled my nostrils and a few miles away I caught the scent of some sheep. I licked my lips as I approached them, bent into a crouch, chose one and sprang for it, hands out-stretched. As usual, it fought but I snapped its neck in seconds and started to drink.
Five minutes and three sheep later, I landed on Callie’s bedroom and saw that it was empty. I frowned. What the fuck?!
~*~*~*~
Callie smiled to herself as she came closer to the park. Victory! Rhys popped into view and she bit back a grin as she saw how yummy he looked. She gave him a hug and sat down on the swing next to him. The air was foggy, and in the brief silence she watched her breath. Then Rhys rolled his eyes and started to laugh.
"My mum had a cow when the police called her yesterday. She thought they had arrested me" Callie raised her brow.
"Why?"
"Because they answered the phone like; this is the police. We have your son Rhys in our care- and then she started shouting and cut them off" he chuckled. Callie looked away and giggled. Then she stopped. She had to squint, but she could’ve sworn she just saw Max, standing by the park entrance. She rolled her eyes and turned to say something to Rhys when Max suddenly appeared in front of him. She screamed and Rhys fell backwards off the swing.
"Sweet Jesus H!" he muttered and brushed himself off as he stood up. Max’s eyes were blazing and his death glare was directed at Callie.
"Why are you with him?" he asked menacingly. Callie was scared. She was very scared. All she could do was shrug. Rhys looked at her.
"You don’t know?" he asked her accusingly. Oh shit, she thought.
"No, what I meant was…because I want to be" I suddenly said, hoping that would satisfy them both.
Rhys scowled and turned to Max/
"She’s with me because I’m her boyfriend. Who the fuck are you?" he spat.
Max growled and in one quick movement, he had Rhys by the throat and against the fence. It clinked as Rhys tried to kick Max and get him to let go.
Callie screamed. She ran over and tried to make Max let go but he just brushed her aside with his free hand. She landed on the tar ground a few feet away. She watched, with tears in her eyes as the color left Rhy’s face and his struggle became feebler.
"Nel nome del Creatori, l'ordino sostiene a dove lei appartiene" a gravelly voice said. With a gasp Callie turned to see a man in around his forties, with his eyes closed and hands out. He has long grey hair down to his shoulders and pale skin. He was around her height, and he was wearing trousers, a blue chequered shirt and a black leather jacket on. She heard a thump and spun around to see that Max had disappeared and Rhys was on the floor, gripping his neck and choking. She ran over to him and hugged him.
"I’m so sorry! I’m so sorry Rhys! I didn’t know that would happen! Are you okay?" she rushed out and searched him for any injuries. But he was fine, well, apart from the deathly pale skin and mouth gaping for air. He shook his head, coughed and then they both stood up.
"It’s fine" he wheezed and Callie smiled a little. Then she remembered the old man and looked to the spot. He wasn’t there. Did she imagine that? She shook her head and walked with Rhys to his house. The walk was silent and at his door she hugged him again then turned back for home.
When she got into her bedroom, the man from the park was sitting at her desk, flipping through her stories. She got one exclamation out before everything went black and she fainted.
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