My eyes burn as I sit by my bedroom window waiting for the sun to rise. The incidents of last night play over in my head. It's the same thing over and over again. My brain is stuck in an endless loop. I see everything so clearly it's as if I'm watching a movie.
"Zel, what's happening?" Orion asks, his voice straining while he still holds the fighting terror in place.
"I can't do it. My magic it's as if it's raining out," I say and he releases his hold on the demon.
I'm pulled out of the fresh memories when the sunlight hits my face. I shake my head trying to get the thoughts out.
I flip my hands over and look at the imprint on my palm. I let out a sigh and realize that sitting here by my window looking at the sun isn't going to solve any of my problems.
I drag myself to the bathroom to get ready for school. I have no idea how long I spend in the shower but I somehow end u
"Yeah, so that's my story." I retold my life's story to someone who wouldn't go blabbing. "You know," I pause to read the labrador's collar "Chocolate." You not so bad to talk to." The labrador wags his tail and his tongue jots out his mouth. He was such a good listener."I better get going buddy", I sigh and stand to my feet. He gives me a sad look and puts his ears down."Aww, don't be like that. Okay, I will be by again tomorrow." He picks his head up and wags his tail.I never really noticed before that a lot of people on this street had dogs. Maybe Klara will let me get one. When I near the driveway to my house my smile immediately fades at the sight of Clive's silver Chevrolet.The hits just keep on coming today. Maybe he won't see me and I can just sneak past the car and into the house. I walk as fast as my legs can go to the front door of my house and just when I think he didn't see me.
I finish lacing up my sneakers and then I check the time on my phone. It's half-past seven. I frantically jump up and start stuffing things into my school bag. Usually, Klara yells for me I wonder why she didn't this time.I walk over to her room and knock. No answer. I turn the handle and push the door but it doesn't open easily. I push it a little more enough for me to squeeze myself into the small gap.When I enter the room I look to see what was jamming the door and it was a bookshelf. "What the hell is going on in here," I say looking at all the books and pages laying on the floor. When I look to the corner of the room I see my aunt sitting at her desk her lips move frantically while she reads."Klara?""Hey, hey Zel," she says looking up at me."Are you okay?" I question taking in the sight of her disheveled state."Yeah, I'm good how are you?""Frea
I sit next to Chocolate on the couch. It's a Saturday morning and like every Saturday, moving is optional. My phone starts beeping and I take it out of my pocket to see two text messages from Morgan.*Its nice out**Meet at the harbor*I stand from the couch and groan like an elderly person before yelling for my aunt to tell her I'm going out. "Klara I'm going out." She walks into the lounge with the dishtowel in her hand."Where to?" she questions and I walk over to the coat rack to grab my coat."Harbour.""With who?" she questions."With Morgan," I say and she nods before going back into the kitchen."Don't be out late," she calls from the kitchen."See you later bud," I tell chocolate after petting him.As soon as I step out of the house I'm greeted with the cold wind. I hold my coat
Lightning streaks the sky as the thunder ensues. Rain washes over me mixing with my tears. I sob against my sleeve helplessly. My chest feels tight as if there is something that is gripping my heart and squeezing with all its might.Goddess knows how long I have been walking around. Looking over my shoulder to ensure Klara didn't follow me. If she came after me I don't know what I would do. The thought of hurting my aunt kills me on the inside because I always thought of her as the only person that took care of me when no one else wanted to. Meanwhile, she has been the person keeping the biggest secret of the century from me.I grunt angrily when I think about all the times I asked, 'what's in the basement' and she would lie. 'The basement is filled with cursed relics' she said. Yeah right.I would go back to her for answers. I just needed to cool off before I did something out of anger. I just don't unde
A classical song that plays from the car's radio fills the comfortable silence that has fallen between Ri and I as he drives me home. I break away from my plaguing thoughts momentarily and notice that Ri seems to be absorbed in his thoughts as he drives.His eyes are fixated and unblinking as he stares at the road. The passing glare from oncoming car headlights doesn't even seem to bother him. His forehead creased in concentration as his eyebrows knit together and his lips purse as he let out the faintest of sighs.I was about to ask him what was on his mind but then a familiar street sign came into view making every muscle in my body tense again. The car came to a slow stop in my driveway.Ri shuts the car engine down and when I'm about to thank him he turns and opens his car door getting out of the car. He walks over to the passenger's side and pulls open my door. I stare at him in confusion."I'm coming
My mother is the goddess of the night.Klara is not my aunt.My father's memories of my mother were manipulated.I repeat these three facts in my head hoping that it will somehow sink in for me to understand. Some part of my brain is having a difficult time processing this. The other part of my brain is telling me that Klara's revelations make sense.My life is like a thousand-piece puzzle that has been scattered across the floor. I never paid much attention to the missing pieces or the pieces that didn't make much sense before. I only focused on what was in front of me and I believed everything my aunt told me because I trusted her.Maybe I don't want to accept the fact that my only support structure is not my blood that's why apart of me wants to refuse to believe her. That part that wants to refuse to believe her and the part of me that wants to belie
After detention, I walk out of school with Morgan who is still glaring at Fabian, and Jason. Both Jace's hands are shoved into his hoodie pockets as he walks staring down at the ground. He barely spoke a word since lunch."Jace are you okay?" I ask and he looks up at me offering me the faintest of smiles."Urm..I.." he stutters, struggling to come up with words. "Yes." He looks looks away avoiding my penetrating stare.I'm not one to pester my friends about their problems but looking at Jace like this is making it hard for me not to."Alright," I shrug. He will tell me if he wants to."Angel," Fabian whispers from next to me. "Remember what we discussed earlier," he reminds me, and Jace looks up at us in curiosity."Yeah but you not making it easy," I whisper back."This is why I need you," he says.When we reach the parking lot of the school Morgan s
I lay in my bed waiting for something magical to happen to me. My eyes are closed as I try to focus on my inner energy, but I just can't feel it. It's there but it's not as strong as it used to be.The harsh sunlight shines brightly through my open room window. I open my eyes to catch a glimpse of the rising sun, but the blinding light causes me to shield my eyes and lay back down again.I feel the sun bearing down on me. I feel it to the point where it starts to burn and I can't stand it anymore. I stand from my bed and walk to my windows, shutting it and drawing the curtains to stop the sunlight from pouring into my room.I've been waiting nine days for this day. I feel incomplete like a piece of me just up and vanished. A piece that made me. What was I without my magic. I was human.I walk out of my room and go to the bathroom to brush my teeth and take a shower. After I'm done brushing I step int