Chapter 6- Death and Heartbreak
Tessie
The jar of salts sat tantalizingly on its pedestal. I rushed over Aesir and Rosey and swiped mine off the pedestal. Smelling salts.
"What's that?" I gasped, ogling the large knife the two girls were holding.
Grayson glared at me. I ignored her, in favor of studying the surroundings in more detail. Peter was grabbing something and was about to leave. He waved at me and I smiled and waved back. He smiled slightly, though it kinda seemed like it was a smile that said 'I know something you don't!' But who knows?
At this point, I couldn't care less. I was going to leave. Phillip and I could go and get some raspberry mint tea, my favorite kind, some raspberry sherbet, too. And we could put hot fudge on top of it. I really liked hot fudge! And Phillip did too! I asked him once, when we went out to get some ice cream, and he didn't even know what it was.
Where was Phillip?
I looked around for Phillip, my eyes scanning over the surroundings curiously. Not in the bottom right-hand corner near the entrance (he likes the bottom right-hand corner), not near the columns, not my the glowing stones, no where.
How did he even get away from me? I know I was holding him, and he never just jumps away... Did I drop him? I hope not. I might have hurt him, what with the stumpy-leg and all. The wound is still semi-fresh. I probably did a shitty job of wrapping and stitching the wound. It probably hurt a lot.
I can't imagine what it must be like... Losing your leg. You must feel so helpless. I've hated feeling helpless.
Maybe am I helpless.
One of the meaner doctors who I never got along with called me worthless once (maybe twice). She said that with a condition like mine, I was just handicap for my family. That they'd be better to give me up, leave me behind.
I was twelve then. My whole family was there- my mom and dad, my younger sister, Alice, my twin brother, Aiden, and my older brother, Phillip.
Phillip took Aiden and me who had the same condition as me, except less violent, because my parents tried to leave Aiden and I. Phillip was old enough to legally take care of the two of us.
My disease just makes me violent, if threatened (says Phillip- that one tiny part of me that was hurt by those doctors thinks that many I just liked to hurt people).
Aiden's was fatal.
After that, Phillip and I moved into a smaller apartment. I went to a special school on an 'inventors' scholarship- I could make things really well, but then I'd have to take them apart so I could draw up a blueprint. Kinda time consuming, but it was therapeutic as well- the repetitiveness of the making and unmaking helped with the blackouts, a much nicer doctor told me.
I met Aesir during high school, freshman year. We had algebra, tech, bio, and language together. After figuring out that, not only did I like Aesir, I listened to her, Aesir was basically my permanent partner.
Less than a year later, her family was murdered in a bombing of a school that her parents were teachers at and her sibling was attending. She then moved in with us.
Next year, Grayson Rose came to our school and had exactly two hours of classes with us every week, and yet she someone ending up being great friends with the two of us. We all got along- two guys had joined our little group before her- Calem and Russel.
Calem and her started going out almost immediately.
Three years later, at the start of college, Calem proposed to her.
A blond woman then gunned him down in an armed robbery. The police couldn't find any records on her. She had blond hair, blue eyes, sharp features. Looked a lot likeme, except younger.
Later, they squeezed her name out of her. Alice Krux.
Alice.
My little sister liked to call herself 'Krux' after her favorite character in a book. She was a murderer.
I never told Grayson about that.
I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard the sickening, squishy thump from behind me.
A gasp brushed over Aesir's pale pink lips as I turned around, just in time to see Rosey stumble back, leaving the knife stuck in Aesir's chest.
My world spun and wobbled, threatening to topple if I breathed out in one big whoosh!
I did.
Aesir fell to the ground.
I ran forwards to catch her. I looked down at her, tearing dripping off my chin onto her pale face. The hole in her chest gaped wider and wider, like a big, black cavern. Only with this cavern, you could see straight to the bottom, and below even that. Aesir she looked up at me briefly. Her eyes disintegrated in front of me.
I finally could feel the shaking in my shoulders. I could finally hear the sobs ripping out of my throat.
I could finally stand up.
I grabbed the smelling salts.
I could have stopped this. I could have just shoved it under their noses and we all would've woken up. I could've helped.
Chapter 6 Fin
Next chapter:
Grayson Rose's Epilogue
I really have to hate myself. Really do. However, I'm not done yet! Oh no, I have more! In the form of one more epilogue!
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~Songbook12
