Chapter 7
The day hung with a slight fog over the land leaving Chloe to marvel in the white blanket that took over the scene. The night had brought dreams and ones she was not ready to pick apart. She had been careful not to wake the others walking with slippered feet making her way to the kitchen. The dreams had been so twisted up like a ball of yarn leaving her unsure if they belonged together or were separate. As a child these dreams would come so strongly and with purpose almost as if they were forcing her to do its bidding. But over the years it slipped through her fingers and gradually became nagging voices that teased her brain before the dawn awoke her. Putting a hand over her head she had no idea what it was that caused them to come back this strongly. She recognized a few faces but could not understand what they all meant.
So caught up in the vague memories of her dreams she had lost all connections to the world around her. Just hoping to grasp the end of the yarn so she could unravel the ball to make better sense of it but the more she dug the more her head heart. Rubbing her temple Chloe put more weight on the wooden support.
"Too much to drink last night," The husky voice behind her yanked her out of her mind causing her to feel nauseous on her way out.
"Logan, you scared me. No just bad dreams that I can't shake." Rubbing her temple she gave a small smile.
"I know that dreams have had the power to take over my whole day but not cause me a headache. What kind of dreams were you having?" He looked inquisitively at her.
"It is hard to explain," when seeing his face she read "Try me" in his eyes. "When I was a young I use to have these dreams that would come true. It was never like your professor's dreams but just tiny naggings about stuff that would happen. At first it was small stuff that some wouldn't even notice but when I got to William's age they grew more prominent. Over the years I just learned to let them go figuring it was just some Déjà vu or something. But every now and then it is like a TV with someone flipping through the channels and giving me a tiny view of each channel at a time."
"Well can you control it?" His face was serious.
"Oh please Déjà vu does not constitute as a mutant power. More like an over worked mind." Rubbing her head she added, "I just need a decent night's sleep."
He gave a sly smile and moved forward touching her temples. Chills ran through her skin forcing a blush to reach her cheeks. He started rubbing in circular motions allowing her to close her eyes. She could feel the ball of yarn unraveling and slowly receding along with the headache. The images were like little fireflies dancing in her mind. She could see them scatter into the blackness of her mind. But as the last one was about to fade it grew brighter into an image she could not ignore. A bright vibrant scene that was tender and made her temperature rise leaving her feeling weak and as if her knees could not support her. She felt strong arms around her and her body mold into hard muscles. The slight sound of rain slapping the roof above her brought her back into conscience. Her eyes fluttered open slowly to allow her to focus on the world around her. The rain more prominent now allowing her to feel some of the droplets hit her bare arms. She looked up into his deep blue eyes falling endlessly. She could see nothing else but them. Their faces inches apart all reason left leaving whatever this moment brought. Heart beats pounding together so fast they made their own rhythm.
But in a flash that was all disillusioned with the loud thud of a back door. And two girls falling on to the wood porch, "Oh good lord… could you be anymore clumsy Adriana?" Juliet laughed from under her.
Adriana groaned and pushed herself up. "It was not me! Someone pushed me!"
Chloe felt herself being pushed up right and he moved further away from her. She could see on his face that the moment was lost and he was lost in his own mind. "I must go back to the school. I am glad you are in better spirits today." With that he walked through the house and she could hear the front door shut.
Closing her eyes she worked to right her mind and took a few deep breaths in.
"You know Chloe, you are not cheating on him." Caitlyn interjected.
With a wry smile Chloe thought to herself. No but you didn't see inside my mind. Sighing she looked down at her tea unsure of her thoughts or that moment. "There is nothing going on. You saw how quickly he left. He is clearly not interested."
"Wait, does that mean you are ready to try again?" Juliet mused.
"I have no idea. I have to get over one thing at a time before I even think about a new beginning."
Adriana frowned, "What do you mean "get over"?"
Juliet looked back to Adriana and frowned. "She hasn't gotten over her late husband yet."
Caitlyn quirked a brow in retort, "After all these years…" She did not finish that sentence but Chloe could see her dear friend had something rolling through her mind.
A noise came from the back door leaving Adriana to notice a new figure watching. Hank was listening intently.
The school was bustling like normal as Adriana weaves in and around students. Her hair up with a pencil stuck through it she had other things on her mind and unfortunately not on her lesson plans. Things were not healing like they should with Chloe and that bothered her. But what was on her mind even more was how she looked at Logan and how he left so abruptly. Hank had the same mixed feelings of the situation and worried for Chloe. He had a history of getting up and walking off on more than one occasion. And he hasn't been seen anywhere so she could talk to him. It was probably a good idea that he did stay away so that she didn't make an ass out of herself when she became the protective sister. What was even more interesting was how Hank had been acting around her. She couldn't put a finger on it but she was sure that he was up to something.
Looking down at her notes she tried to focus on today's lesson's so as to be ready for her students. But her mind wondered curious as to what was going on with her older sister.
Chloe had her headphones on in front of her computer as she watched the cursor blink at her like a taunting creature. A wave of annoyance wound through her when nothing came from her mind. She needed to write and her agent was going to be unhappy with news that another month has passed and she had yet to write a new book or even a small promise of a book in the works. Nibbling on the pencil between her teeth she groaned lifting both legs up onto the computer chair. Turning the chair she found herself facing a mirror and grimacing. Lucky for her she didn't have to get up and do anything with herself. She wore a pair of boxer shorts with a thick sweatshirt keeping her warm. Her feet were comfy in a pair of wool socks and her hair was in some sort of messy bun on the top of her head. She in no way felt any bit of attractive but she did feel a bit hungry. The sun played a silent merry tune through her window as she saw dust dance before her eyes.
Getting up she descended the stair way into the hall next to Caitlyn's room. Stopping a brief moment she turned to notice Caitlyn deep in thought over a piece of paper. "Hey, I am a bit hungry. Want to join me for lunch?"
"Shouldn't you be slaving away over a new manuscript before your agent decides to storm the castle walls and beat you senseless?" Caitlyn offered with a half hearted smile.
"Well I would but my senses are telling me that something isn't right. What is the matter Caitlyn?"
"Nothing… just a letter from my ex," Smiling as if all her troubles had vanished Caitlyn moved about her room grabbing her jacket. "He asked if I could come and see him in a few hours to discuss a few things."
Now it was Chloe's turn to quirk a brow. "Oh, okay. Well just be careful, the roads iced over last night."
"Always the voice of reason," Caitlyn smirked and laid a hand on her shoulder. "I will be fine."
A snippet of something raced through Chloe's mind but vanished into thin air as Caitlyn left. The only thing that remained was fear. Unsure of what she just pictured in her mind she just shook it off. Moving from the rooms to the end of the hall and down the stairs she sighed realizing she was alone in the house. Turning to the kitchen and making a Bee line to the fridge she went to look for something to munch on.
The room buzzed with silence and Chloe couldn't decide on what to eat. Smacking her head on one of the drawers, "What am I going to do?" She felt as if her creative juices in this genre had all but dried up. She had nothing left to give of her writing abilities and that meant she was out of a job. The dog padded up to her looking for some scraps to eat. Her little dog was becoming such a big boy. Searching the fridge she found some left over steak and threw him a nibble. "What should I do about this predicament Wallace?" Scratching behind the dog's ear she heard the answer in her mind. "Start anew." Shaking her head Chloe gave a slight smile. "I don't just need to start anew in my writing. I need to rebuild my life." Grabbing an avocado from the pantry Chloe made a quick lunch of the fruit then headed to her room. The room was grim and lacking the vibrancy that it once held. "What do you say Wallace? Want to help me do a complete remodel of my bedroom?"
Caitlyn pulled up to the little café taking in a deep breath. The letter she had received today was not one to be ignored. Before she could enter the place a dark figure stood watching her.
"It has been a long time Caitlyn." The voice was cool and dripping with venom.
"You are supposed to be under a ton of concrete at the moment." Biting back her fear she forced herself to swallow silently.
The man stepped forward with his gray eyes focused on her. "So, you know the deal. If any of my children show signs of powers they belong to me."
"I never made such a deal with you. I came here to tell you to stay away from my children."
"Half of the genes are mine Caitlyn." His eyes turned to ice as he stalked her. "I would hate to think about what would happen to your friends. " He seemed to slither back into the shadow's leaving Caitlyn gasping for air.
(**Note from Author** Sorry about that I didn't realized I made a name oopsie until I reread my chapters to help me with Chapter 8. But it is all fixed.)
