Elements by Nia Markos – Chapter Seven
I managed to make it to my room with no one seeing me. Running by the living room, I heard my mom’s voice. Knowing I was not ready to see her yet, I took the stairs two at a time; reaching my bedroom I closed the door behind me. I had too many questions that needed answering. Fear of what I would find out, made me want to run away, hide in blissful ignorance. Leaning with my back against the door, I felt churning emotions take control of me. Anger took hold of me, my jaw clenching from how strong it was. Instinctively, I knew it was not my emotion. I tried to identify who it was coming from. Closing my eyes, Aidan’s face came into my mind, his tense face showing it was his emotion gripping me.
How was that possible? Breathing unsteadily, I opened my eyes and walked over to the bed. Sitting on the edge, I focused on relaxing, forcing the turbulent feeling to ebb. Was I losing my mind? What was wrong with me? Tears sprang to my eyes. I lay down on the bed, curled into a fetal position, and let them flow freely. Sobs racked my body. Grabbing the pillow, I pressed it to my mouth to muffle the sounds coming from me. I had not cried so much in a long time. The memories of that time were still fresh in my mind. They were from the time when my mother first moved us. The loss of friends, of being ripped from the safety of all I knew was when all that started. What more was coming my way?
I lay like that for a while, trying to understand what I had learned so far. The anger from Aidan was fading. His presence was still there, but muted. The way he looked at me, like I was ready to fall all over him. Did he really mean to kiss me, back there in the forest? The guy was most assuredly spoiled. Women probably fell for his act all the time. Well, not this one! It made no difference I could feel his emotions. I must be going crazy. What else could explain what was going on? Why was I here? What did these people want of me? How did my mother figure into all this?
Sitting up, I resolved to get answers, whether these people wanted to give them or not. I knew I was stronger than this. My emotions under control, I understood that I needed to come up with a plan. There was not much I could do yet, but they would answer my questions and then I would make decisions.
A soft knock on the door brought me out of my thoughts. I wiped the tears from my eyes, resolving to face things head on. There was no point in avoiding things any longer. A fleeting thought it might be Aidan made me want to tell him to get lost. I stopped, sensing, feeling, and then knew it was not him. I did not know how, but I was sure I would have felt him. The person on the other side of the door was Bet. Her soft knock came again.
“Come in, Bet.” I called out to her.
The door opened slowly, her head poking in. She had a puzzled look on her face as she stood in the doorway. We faced each other for the first time since she dragged me into this mess. I had come to see her as a sister. How much of it was a lie?
“Alexa, is it all right if I come in?” She asked me hesitantly. “Aidan was worried about you.”
I started at his name. Why would he be worried about me? I could sense him standing somewhere outside in the hallway. I could feel his energy, his anxiousness from where he was. Bet waited for me to reply, seeing my reaction to his name.
“I’m fine.” I stammered, trying to get control of his and my own emotions. It angered me anew that he was able to affect me. Bet glanced behind her into the hallway. Only a slight move of her head indicated I was right. Aidan was standing near her. She quickly shut the door, walking up to me and wrapping her arms around me.
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t want to lie to you.” She whispered, as I stiffened in response. Feeling fresh tears forming, I pulled away from her, walking to the window. These waterworks needed to stop. I took a deep breath, turning to face her.
“Were you ever my friend?” I accused her, hurt she was a part of this.
“Always!” Bet forcefully told me. “From the start.”
From out of nowhere, I felt her anguish, her wish I would accept what she said as the truth. The waves of remorse coming from her were real. They crashed into me, staggering me with their intensity. My legs gave out from under me as the onslaught of emotions hit me. What was happening to me? I landed on my knees. Her worried expression slowly brought me back as her emotions calmed. As much as I felt betrayed, I also knew she was not lying. She was honestly sorry over her part in the deception. Offering me a slight smile, she took my hand, pulling me up to sit with her on the bed.
Aidan’s presence had disappeared. He was no longer standing outside in the hallway. I did not know how to feel about his absence. Why was I so attuned to him? I was desperate to understand these sudden emotions that were overwhelming me.
“What’s going on, Bet? What is happening to me?” I was seriously thinking I was losing my mind.
“I know you need answers. They’ve called a meeting in an hour from now. My mom will be here also. She will answer all your questions.” Bet let me know, holding onto my hands.
Did I really want to know? Maybe I could leave, get lost somewhere where no one could find me. Was that even possible? Could I cut myself off from my mother, from my newfound father forever? I had no answers. All I could do was wait and see what they were going to say.
“I’ll wait with you if it’s all right.” Bet offered.
“Yes, please, I don’t want to be alone.”