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I should wear a cardigan, you know, to compensate for my scandalous attire at the dinner party. I mean that look she gave me, pierced my soul and killed me 10 different ways. I could not stand to be looked at that way for the rest of my life. I should cancel. I needed to work on finding the dark realm and that cure for Cassian anyway. Oh, Cassian, he will be disappointed. This is not how he planned for any of this to go. What am I saying, who would plan for their mother to hate their girlfriend. Wait, was I his girlfriend. Ugh, I was not in the right state of mind to be judged. I needed an excuse. Something important enough to warrant my cancellation. I walked out of my room and went downstairs. The living area was empty. Well everyone was hanging out with their parents. I exited the house and was greeted by a scent that was forever etched in my mind. No, it wasn't Cassian. It made its way to my nose in the form of smoke. Smoke which was surrounding Brian. "Are you smoking," I
You know that feeling that you get when you're with your person. Every touch is hot to your core. Every kiss drives you wild and every breath feels, not enough. You want more of everything, you need more. You want to feel all of them…but…then their mom walks in. Running to Kylen wearing Cassian's face at the library was very infuriating. So after leaving angrily I made it my priority to talk to Cassian about it and then I remembered how I stood him and his mom up and then I remembered how much I wanted to spend as much time as possible with him before I…left Elverton. Anyways I was really missing him, so I snuck into his room at the Sapphire house. Damon just rolled his eyes at me and walked off. He didn't want to help me sneak through an open window on the second floor but enough about the journey. I had made it into the room. I just had to wait a few hours for him to arrive. I should have probably spent my time better but I was becoming very needy and clingy. I felt extremely b
Why was I so obsessed with finding Xerxes? Why was I so eager to find someone who wanted me dead? Was it to save my mother? Let's face it, if she was in a life or death situation she would have found a way to contact me, to guide me to where she was. Everyone spoke of how Xerxes loved Iris and he would never hurt her. A part of me believed that as well. True love conquers all hate. Maybe I was lonely. I had never gone this long without seeing my mother or hearing her laugh, smell her or feel her warmth. She never judged me or accused me of being like my father. She loved me and that kind of love I yearned for. I guess I understand why Xerxes hunted us for all those years. He wanted her all to himself. I sighed, skipping the crisp brown pages of yet another history book with no answers on where to find the portal to the dark realm. Heck, there wasn't even any information on any of the portals. It's as if someone didn't want any of us to travel to other worlds except for Earth. "
Every girl feels doubt about their first relationships. When their boyfriend gets over friendly with other girls or worse one of her friends, when a hot ex comes to town with her flawless skin evoking many insecurities, there is also the worst kind of doubts; when it seems like the universe is fighting you. On every step of the way there is an obstacle to be fought and overcome but what if I'm not in the right state of mind to overcome all these challenges. Times like this I wonder if Xerxes was right about me being weak. Ugh, this is most definitely bad if I'm starting to think that Xerxes was right. I knew that I lacked proper control over my abilities. If this was a game I would be at level two at best when my ultimate level is like ten. I must be delirious but maybe Xerxes wasn't as bad as everyone else said he was. My mother barely talked about him but sometimes I would get the feeling that she missed him or the person he used to be before his arch nemesis was born. I was
I entered the house and was met by silence. The house was poorly lit as always and there was no Kylen in sight. I walked into the living room that was illuminated by the glow of a fireplace. It gave the room a warm and cosy feeling. Times like this I missed my mother. When I was younger she used to hug me tightly on the cold nights. She was my source of warmth and comfort. I huffed, feeling a wave of unwelcome sadness approaching. I glanced up towards the ceiling. "Mr. Vampire, where are you," I called out annoyingly. The more irritated he was, the faster he would save me from falling into a pit pit where I would cry myself to sleep, missing my mom and Cassian, cussing out my sperm donor and regretting that I had ever come here. Yeah, I couldn't do that. I needed answers and the oldest person in the room and my…guardian, I guess. Well, I am fairly certain that he used Vanessa's name but my mother left him in charge of my wellbeing, furthermore he has to answer all my questions.
Christmas used to be my favourite time of the year. It was the only time that my mother and I would go out into the big cities. We would walk around for hours, only buying the things that we could afford, dreaming of buying the things that we couldn't afford and most importantly, we were together. We would hold hands and walk around the many stores together. Many of my old classmates used to tease me about it but I never cared for their insults. I only cared for her. I missed her. She would probably frown if she saw me now. I could see the disappointed look on her face. She raised me as best as she could and I grew to become this messy teenager. I was a terrible student, a terrible person who harmed others for my own personal gain. I have lied…cheated. I have been a bad friend. I have jeopardised my entire future because I lack control over myself, my abilities and my emotions. I let my anger and my pride get the best of me on multiple occasions. I have become someone who canno
Firsts are very special moments that only happen once and its very important that you are confident in your choice and have no regrets. I had no regrets. Cassian made sure that I felt safe and that I was comfort. In a way he let me take the lead without me actually taking the lead because I was the one with the experience. I wonder if he slept with Dalia too. Okay, thats not important right now. Cassian allowed me to enjoy myself. He was gentle and he felt so good…yeah I felt as if I had took a few fits of ecstasy so I barely acknowledged the pain at first but I did feel the soreness afterwards…which is partly because we did it twice. And the second time he did not hold back. Needless to say that I did not want to get out of bed when morning came. So here I was doing what I do when I was over emotional or bored or stuck in bed… I unconsciously bit my lip and an involuntary shiver fell down my spine. "I've got ice cream," Cassian suddenly appeared, entering my room. I slamm
Why does time go by so quickly when your having fun? Well, its because you are with the ones who you care about and they care about you. Time goes by quickly because you aren't stressing over your kidnapped mother or your psychopathic father. I lived within the moment and enjoyed myself. Time goes by but the memories stay forever. I will have to cherish those memories for a while. I had hoped that this feeling deep down inside of me would have changed but I couldn't shake it. For months I had been searching for answers about my parents, for weeks I had been searching for the location of the portal that should lead me to the elven world but I was no wiser than I was when I arrived in Dremount. There were no answers here but there were back home. I could feel it. I had left too much things behind, too much of my life and my mother's life was left abandoned. My answers were there I was sure of it. I just didn't know if I wanted to return after learning the truth. I could sense tha
He will kill you…where Xerxes last words to me before he fell into a deep sleep. His skull had been cracked sending a jolt through his entire body and then his feeling faded. Touch. My heart had broken along with his mind. I was so close and yet I stood at the back of the line. My promise had shattered to the floor with my hope. A hope that my life would be a fairytale. I hells happily ever after in my hand for the first time and then it let go. I thought that I had hated him but how could you shed tears for someone who you hated. Feeling. I felt them falling down my cheek but I didn't want them to fall, that would admit that I had lost. That would presumed that I love. Did I love him? I was willing. What should I do now? Hate or grieve. Claw. He said he attacked. He was hurting me. I felt it but this pain that I felt now hurt more. I inhaled deeply, squeezing my eyes shut as the cold water of the shower beat down against my skin. I released the breath slowly, trying to
Something had changed within Xerxes mind or it was just that Xerxes mind. It was fractured with black smoke creeping around every corner. My mother wasn't with me but I could feel her close by, hopefully convincing her husband to man up. In a way I guess I could understand what he was going through. Not knowing who you really are and constantly doubting yourself. It was sad just like all our lives. I only wish that I could do more to help him rather than just be bait or a distraction for the dark side. I admittedly hadn't planned ahead of getting into Xerxes' mind. This was something that I hadn't thought of. I was still figuring out my abilities but at least I had the confidence to overcome my fear. I walked aimlessly around the giant gothic castle, pushing doors open to reveal empty rooms until I arrived at a large room that vaguely resembled a throne room. Through the shimmers and smog, I spotted a shadowy figure sitting on the throne and another standing before it. I walked
"I told you that I was going to save him," my mother snapped, brushing the dirt of her red sundress, unbeknownst to the twig sticking out of her hair. She looked like a mad woman and she sounded like one too. "He is beyond saving," I gritted out in pain as I straightened my body. My shoulder was in a strange position which could only mean one thing. It was dislocated. "You know nothing," my mother spat angrily. "Yeah, I wonder why," I replied sassily, walking towards a tree. I leaned my shoulder against it and sighed. I might even hurt myself more. "And what is that supposed to mean? I don't even recognize you anymore," she said in her pissed off, 'I'm going to whoop your ass' tone. I turned towards her, leaning my back against the tree. My hand was trembling and the hellhound scratch still hurt really badly. I couldn't push my shoulder back into place without possibly causing myself more harm so I would rely on telekinesis to do the job. I exhaled slowly while staring at m
I couldn't help but to laugh. My nemesis was lying unconscious just inches away from my boot. Oh, the world was right again. I stared down at the man that looked like my father but he was far from it. With his eyes closed he almost looked peaceful, well if it wasn't for the blood running down his face from a nasty gash on his temple. "Yikes, I guess I don't know my own strength," I said, placing my hands on my hips as I glanced towards the table. It was indeed a blueprint of the academy but that is as much as I understood given that it was printed in bold at the bottom of the paper. I had no idea what he was planning but there was only one way to find out. I sighed. I did not want to go that way, especially without a physical anchor. I huffed and crouched beside him. Plucking a strand of hair from his head and pulling a loose strand from mine. I twisted the strands together, well I got frustrated and rolled them into a ball since they were so tiny. With a snap of my fingers,
"You have got to be f*cking kidding me," I cursed aloud, running my hands over my curls. The front bang that I had managed to cut, hanging over my forehead like a mockery. "Excuse me, watch your language young lady," my mother said sternly, folding her arms as she stared at me. I released a humourless laugh, nodding to myself slowly. "I am a motherf*cking idiot," I said slowly to myself in realisation. Xerxes was right. That's a wound that cut far too deep. How was I supposed to recover? "What is wrong with you? Who have you become? You are not the daughter I sent here. What did you do to yourself?" my mother said, staring at me with wide eyes filled with…indifference. "What did I do to myself," I retorted quietly, glancing towards the floor. "I did nothing. What did you do to me," I paused and hummed, giving her a sad smile. "Irrelevant, I guess I don't mean that much anyways," I continued, pulling my knee towards my chest and hugging them. "Taiti, stop this foolishness. You
I was perched in a tree, simply to put it. I couldn't stop thinking about the memories that Professor Faren had sent to me. Xerxes was the name given to him by his father but he had another name, given by his mother. That was how I was supposed to reach out to him. Though I couldn't bury the nerves spiking under my skin, raising my temperature and making me uncomfortable. Was it weird that I was nervous? All this new information was making my stomach twist and turn. Why did this feel so different? I had met Xerxes recently and he was a narcissistic ass hat but I guess I had never met the man my mother fell in love with. It was making me nervous and I needed to focus. I exhaled slowly, hoping down from the tree branch. It was very far from the ground which was how I got up there in the first place. Well, it was not as if the serene scene that I had painted was real. I stood under a large tree, full of branches that hung low and broad leaves that swayed subtly. There was short gr
My heart was pounding in my chest and I struggled to breath properly. What I was about to do, would most likely get me killed. Which was why I needed guidance. Kylen was halfway across town and I was not about to tell the director of my involvement regarding the lockdown. That would be my third strike and then I was out for good. I couldn't leave permanently now, not when Cassian was about to do something that I was told that I needed to do ever since I got here. It was strange, wasn't it? How Kylen would always be pressuring me to awaken Prime and yet Cassian could do it himself. Was that what he was subtly telling me to do…or did I miss something? Ugh, I was always so distracted. I hope that it was nothing major…but then again the look on Parys' face. He discovered something. Shit, I couldn't handle all these doubts right now. I trusted Cassian, more than I did myself. He could do this and whatever the consequences we would face them together. I released a slow shaky breath a
I resisted the urge to stomp my feet childishly while swinging my shoulders. Instead I took a deep breath. I could fix this, we could fix this. I just needed to find Cassian and apologised. I began to walk after Cassian, when Parys suddenly grabbed my wrist. What? Didn't he want me to go after him? Was this a 'he needs some spaces' situation. I glanced down at Parys' tight grip and then met his gaze with confusion. He blinked out of a trance and then quickly released my hand. "Sorry," he said, running his hand through his hair nervously. This was strange, Parys behaviour. I turned towards him slowly. "Are you okay," I asked genuinely worried about him. We still hadn't had that talk about his love life yet and it was most definitely overdue. "I'm fine. I…ah…can we talk later," he paused to glance towards the others but I was already nodding. "Later, in private. It's something important," he continued. "Oh, okay," I said, glancing towards the floor. This sounded very import
Cassian was pacing and gripping his hair so tightly, I was sure that he would rip out a few strands. Silas sat in front of me, bandaging my arm. He followed my gaze to Cassian and released an inaudible sigh. He glanced at me hesitantly as if he wanted to say something but wouldn't say it with Cassian present. "Uhm, are you okay, " I said softly towards Silas. "Why wouldn't he be okay, " Cassian chipped in before Silas could answer. He had stopped pacing to stare at Silas with a hard stare. I sighed, pulling my arm away from Silas to tie the bandage myself. I stood to my feet and left the room with Cassian hot on my heels. "Cassian Shane 'Primus' Cole!" I said loudly, turning sharply to face him. "Stop following me," I continued in a quieter tone. "I'm not going to disappear into thin air if you take your eyes off me for 5 minutes, " I said, hinting at how much alone time I needed. Cassian stared down at me with an unreadable expression on h