“Is there anything I can do for you?” he asked. Yes, actually there is. Stay here. Hold me. Never let go. Something along those lines would be great.
“No, not really.” I replied sleepily. “My mom’s probably worried sick.” I said, a bit worriedly, but I didn’t move.
“Jade told your mom that you were there when Ms. Dennis “Tripped and fell on a rock that cut open her throat and killed her”. She said you were traumatized and your friend took you away for awhile.”
“What to the police think?”
“Exactly what Jade told them. She even planted evidence. She’s a great friend, you know.” I nodded.
“What about Tegan?”
“She’s agreed to keep her mouth shut, though she thinks you lied to her.”
“About what?”
“That I’m not sure about.” I sighed.
“What time is it?” I asked, and I wish I hadn’t, because he moved his arm off of me to get his phone out of his pocket.
“Eight thirteen. Why?”
“I’m late for school.” I stated. He put his arm back around me.
“We should do something. Start the weekend early, go somewhere. Take your mind off of what happened.”
“I’d like that.” I said. In truth, I’d like anything that Alec said that involved the word “we”, but that was beside the point. I wanted to forget about what I did, and staying around here wasn’t going to help anything.
“Where are you going?” I had gone back home to get the basic essentials that I would need if I was going away for a few days, and once again, Dave was questioning everything I did.
“Away. And since my mom’s okay with it, then I’m free to do so. You have no power over me.” I stated, trying to make it clear that I really didn’t care what he had to say.
“You have no right to speak to me in that tone.”
“You’re not my father!” I screamed. I tried to remember the last time I’d seen my father, before he ran off to pursue his career as a vampire hunter… But that’s another story for another time.
“Kieyra, I-” but before he could finish, I was out the door and into Alec’s car (because apparently, no matter how long you’ve been living in a hole, you still find the time to learn how to drive) and on my way to who knows where.
“Just out of curiosity…Where are we going?” Alec chuckled.
“I have no idea.”
“That helps.” I said sarcastically, though I really didn’t care where we were going.
“Where would you like to go?” Wherever you are.
“I don’t really care.” I admitted.
“Then should we just drive until you see a place you’d like to stay?” He asked. If we were going to do that, we would pull to the side of the road right now and stay there forever.
“Sounds good.” I smiled and leaned my head on the icy car window.
I must’ve fallen asleep, ‘cause when I opened my eyes, I don’t think we were even in Canada still.
“Where are we?”
“Niagara Falls, USA.”
“Why are we in America? I’m not supposed to leave the country.” Which was true, because I didn’t have a passport.
“Relax. There’s a motel over there. We’ll stop there and figure out what we’re doing.”
The motel was pretty crappy, so their best room was tiny and smelled a bit like fish. In the room were two beds, a dusty lamp, a TV with free cable, a mini fridge, and a tiny closet. If this was the best room, I wondered what the worst room looked like.
Later that night, somehow the topic of Damien came up, and I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of supernatural powers him and his ‘goons’ had.
“Can Damien see what people are doing, like, when they’re doing them?”
“No, he has people for that.”
“Can he see the future?”
“No, he has people for that.”
“Can he, like, cause excruciating pain with his mind?”
“Again, he has people for that?”
“Well, can he read minds or something?”
“He had people for that.”
“Then what can he- wait, did you say had?”
“Yeah.” He shrugged.
“What can you do?” I asked, a little suspicious now.
“Stuff.”
“What stuff?”
“Does it matter?”
“Now it does.”
“Why do you want to know?”
“Why won’t you tell me?”
“‘Cause you’d be mad.”
“Why would I be mad?”
“Kieyra-”
“No, tell me. No more of that crap. I’m tired of it. Now tell me.”
“But-”
“No. No buts. Whatever it is, it’d be worse if you don’t tell me.”
“You’re gonna hate me. Please.”
“Tell me. I’m not gonna stop asking until you do, because the more you keep secrets from me, the more I really am going to hate you.”
“Alright, fine. I’m Telepathic. That means I can read minds.”
“I know what it means.” I snapped.
“And if you can read minds, then that means you can read my mind, which means…” my face turned red. I was angry, embarrassed, and a little confused all at the same time.
“You know everything.”
“It’s not my fault.” He said. I couldn’t even stand to go through this level of embarrassment; quite frankly I wasn’t in the mood. My eyes were watering. I bolted for the door, but Alec grabbed my hand and pulled me back.
“Stop it. Hear me out, okay?”
“Everything I thought about, dreamed about, fantasized about… that stuff was supposed to be private.” I couldn’t even look him in the eyes.
“I didn’t mean to hear or see any of that-”
“You could see it too? Oh god.” He chuckled.
“This isn’t funny.” He shook his head, still smiling.
“Oh, and by the way, you left out some crucial information in your thoughts and fantasies.”
“What information?”
“The part where I want to keep holding you and never let you go, the part where I want you to be wherever I am, the part where I want to stay with you forever. The part where I like you back.” I honestly couldn’t say anything. Was there anything to be said?
“Kieyra?” Alec asked, concerned. I tried to speak, but all that came out was weird noises that couldn’t be translated into English.
“What?”
“Please don’t make me say it again; it was hard enough the first time.”
“You…Like me? Since when?”
“Since I met you.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“How do you expect me to tell you something like that?”
“Like you just did, without me getting all mad at you. It’s that simple.” Geez. I have never understood boy logic, and probably never will. I sat back down on my bed.
“What can I do?” I asked, changing the subject back to weird vampire powers.
“How should I know?”
“You’re the mind reader.” I shrugged.
“Try something.”
“How?”
“I don’t know. What are you good at?”
“…Being lazy.” He rolled his eyes.
“Define that.”
“Getting what I want without having to break a sweat. Being able to get what I want from the comfort of my own couch.” He sat on my bed beside me in silence for about fifteen minutes before he finally got an idea. He left, and came back a minute later with, of all things, a feather. He placed it in front of me.
“Move it.” I gave him a strange look before picking the feather up, twirling it around in my fingers, and putting it back down.
“Is that supposed to be extraordinary? Because anyone can do that, just so you know, unless it’s some magic feather.” He rolled his eyes.
“Without touching it.”
“How am I supposed to do that?”
“Just try.”
“Fine then.” I sat cross-legged on the bed and stared at the feather. Nothing. Five more minutes and still nothing.
“You’re not trying.” he said. I frowned
“Yes I am!”
“Concentrate.”
“I am.” I growled, annoyed.
“What you’re concentrating on is waiting for something to happen. You have to try to do it yourself.”
“How do I do that, Mr. I-Know-Everything?”
“Just try. You’ll figure it out.” I turned back to the feather and focused really hard, not even blinking. My legs were starting to get stiff, and when I moved to a different position, still staring at the feather, I swear I saw it move a little bit. I turned to Alec. He shrugged.
“Wind.” He suggested. Thanks for being so supportive. He smiled a little, which reminded me that he could hear everything I thought. I stared at the feather again, this time mentally commanding it to move upwards. As I started to look more towards the ceiling, the feather followed my gaze. I turned around slowly, watching in fascination as it moved with me. Take that, Mr. You’re-Not-Concentrating-Enough. I smirked and looked at the time, causing the feather to fall to the ground. It was nearing 2 AM. I yawned and lied down on my bed. Just to show off, I flicked the light switch off with my mind. Alec smiled. Goodnight. I thought, feeling too tired (and lazy) to talk.
“Good night, Kieyra.” I stared at the ceiling until I couldn’t keep my eyes open anymore, and then the world turned to black.
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