Chapter 16
'Don't you dare bring up last night!' 'Alright. I'm reasonable. Sometimes.' She shook her head, and began to interrogate. 'What kind of premonition did Raissa have?' She slowly went to her knees. 'She saw you being possessed. So the day that I threatened her, she went into the future as a demon to save you by giving you an incantation.' Her eyes drifted down, and she made a fist to keep her hands from removing the glove. 'I found out about her deceit, so I stole her away before she could warn you.
I new about her vision because the coward told me before I killed her. Afterwards, I left the idea alone, figuring that since she was dead, it wouldn't matter. After I fought Jimena, I had to find a body before the sun came up to save myself. Yours was a perfect idea. Because since you would eventually find Stanton, and through Serena he knew Jimena, I could take revenge on her, and make Raissa's premonition come true.'
Rachel started to shiver at the chill and anger in his words. 'So how are you gonna get rid of me?' 'As soon as I leave your body, I will find another, but yours will have perished. Basically, I get your health, you get mine. And I was as good as dead.' She blinked, but she was unable to break the strong bond he had built up. 'Alright, what about Jimena? And Stanton?'
His evil laughter echoed throughout her ears, and he said, 'If I can convince Stanton to cross Jimena over to become a witch, then it would be pure and simple to kill her. And you see, When he crosses her over, that's gonna push him to the crossroad of his destiny.' Her eyes widened frighteningly, and she finally let go of the arm. 'And what makes you think that you can convince him?'
'Simple. I just threaten to kill you. Ironic isn't it? I have threatened to kill you only twice, and it's gonna result in 4 deaths. One of them your very own.' He left her mind, leaving her trembling violently in fear. She blinked again, then looked around. They were all standing over her, and this time, she noticed that Cassandra, Yvonne, and Kelly were standing over her too. She stood up, but as soon as she did, she collapsed into her brothers chest. She looked up through her tears, and whispered, "I'm sorry," then drifted away.
A blink, a few more blinks. Words, "wake up, Angel, wake up." Is it daddy? "Daddy?" A few more blinks. "No, it's me Angel." I look up, it's a handsome face. So handsome and blonde. Smile. "Hello." "Angel, you're delusional. It's alright, it's all up here." He touches my forehead. Wow, he's gentle. "Rachel! Wake up!" "Waah!" She yelled, and shot up. She blinked again, and turned to look. "Tymmie?"
He took her hand. "What happened?" She looked around. The only other one in the room was a sleeping Stanton. "Serena and Cassandra are downstairs." He whispered. She looked at him again. "What time is it?" He check his watch and said, "6:30." Her jaw dropped, and she sighed. "Wow." He took her chin, and whispered, "What did he say to you?" He said the words softly, as if he didn't want to make her relive something terrible.
She looked at the blanket, trying to recollect the night before. Then, she sighed, and explained. When she finished, Tymmie's eyes were wide, and his mouth half-open. "God. I can't believe it." She shook her head. "Me neither." She looked down, and her eyes found a trail of smeared blood on his arm. She traced the blood with one finger. "Did I do this?" He nodded. "You didn't know what you were doing though."
She looked into his silver eyes, and said, "I'm sorry." He shook his head, and handed her a cup of coffee. "Oh bless you." He chuckled lightly, and watched she took a little sip. "Mmm. I've been meaning to ask you something." He raised a brow. "The other night..." His beginning smile faded. "How did you change into shadow? How have you been doing all this? Are you a follower again?"
He nodded. "Stanton put word in for all of us. So, basically it's the return of the E.T." She smiled. He however, shook his head. "Evil Team. That is so cheesy it isn't even funny." She wrinkled her nose. "I put effort into that name!" He chuckled. "The next time we get everyone together, I'm taking the first chance I get to change it." She groaned. "Fine!" And as she took a sip, she muttered under her breath, "Meanie."
He laughed a little louder, and she returned it. She looked up with a cheery smile, but it vanished at the desire in his eyes. She watched as his gaze went to her lips, making her spine tingle. He leaned in, and kissed her. His lips teased hers softly, moving over them slowly, savoring her taste. Pressing her lips closer, and drinking in the natural flavor of his lips, she found the most satisfying taste ever imagined. She sighed in pleasure. "Ahem?" She broke off immediately, and met the grinning face of her brother. She scowled at his smirk. "I knew there was something between you two." He said slyly, indicating the bed. Tymmie stood. "There isn't." Stanton shook his head, and came over to Rachel. He took her hand, and gently went into her mind. She looked up, seeing that Cass and Serena entered. She licked her lips, knowing their problems had just gained a new step.
'Don't you dare bring up last night!' 'Alright. I'm reasonable. Sometimes.' She shook her head, and began to interrogate. 'What kind of premonition did Raissa have?' She slowly went to her knees. 'She saw you being possessed. So the day that I threatened her, she went into the future as a demon to save you by giving you an incantation.' Her eyes drifted down, and she made a fist to keep her hands from removing the glove. 'I found out about her deceit, so I stole her away before she could warn you.
I new about her vision because the coward told me before I killed her. Afterwards, I left the idea alone, figuring that since she was dead, it wouldn't matter. After I fought Jimena, I had to find a body before the sun came up to save myself. Yours was a perfect idea. Because since you would eventually find Stanton, and through Serena he knew Jimena, I could take revenge on her, and make Raissa's premonition come true.'
Rachel started to shiver at the chill and anger in his words. 'So how are you gonna get rid of me?' 'As soon as I leave your body, I will find another, but yours will have perished. Basically, I get your health, you get mine. And I was as good as dead.' She blinked, but she was unable to break the strong bond he had built up. 'Alright, what about Jimena? And Stanton?'
His evil laughter echoed throughout her ears, and he said, 'If I can convince Stanton to cross Jimena over to become a witch, then it would be pure and simple to kill her. And you see, When he crosses her over, that's gonna push him to the crossroad of his destiny.' Her eyes widened frighteningly, and she finally let go of the arm. 'And what makes you think that you can convince him?'
'Simple. I just threaten to kill you. Ironic isn't it? I have threatened to kill you only twice, and it's gonna result in 4 deaths. One of them your very own.' He left her mind, leaving her trembling violently in fear. She blinked again, then looked around. They were all standing over her, and this time, she noticed that Cassandra, Yvonne, and Kelly were standing over her too. She stood up, but as soon as she did, she collapsed into her brothers chest. She looked up through her tears, and whispered, "I'm sorry," then drifted away.
A blink, a few more blinks. Words, "wake up, Angel, wake up." Is it daddy? "Daddy?" A few more blinks. "No, it's me Angel." I look up, it's a handsome face. So handsome and blonde. Smile. "Hello." "Angel, you're delusional. It's alright, it's all up here." He touches my forehead. Wow, he's gentle. "Rachel! Wake up!" "Waah!" She yelled, and shot up. She blinked again, and turned to look. "Tymmie?"
He took her hand. "What happened?" She looked around. The only other one in the room was a sleeping Stanton. "Serena and Cassandra are downstairs." He whispered. She looked at him again. "What time is it?" He check his watch and said, "6:30." Her jaw dropped, and she sighed. "Wow." He took her chin, and whispered, "What did he say to you?" He said the words softly, as if he didn't want to make her relive something terrible.
She looked at the blanket, trying to recollect the night before. Then, she sighed, and explained. When she finished, Tymmie's eyes were wide, and his mouth half-open. "God. I can't believe it." She shook her head. "Me neither." She looked down, and her eyes found a trail of smeared blood on his arm. She traced the blood with one finger. "Did I do this?" He nodded. "You didn't know what you were doing though."
She looked into his silver eyes, and said, "I'm sorry." He shook his head, and handed her a cup of coffee. "Oh bless you." He chuckled lightly, and watched she took a little sip. "Mmm. I've been meaning to ask you something." He raised a brow. "The other night..." His beginning smile faded. "How did you change into shadow? How have you been doing all this? Are you a follower again?"
He nodded. "Stanton put word in for all of us. So, basically it's the return of the E.T." She smiled. He however, shook his head. "Evil Team. That is so cheesy it isn't even funny." She wrinkled her nose. "I put effort into that name!" He chuckled. "The next time we get everyone together, I'm taking the first chance I get to change it." She groaned. "Fine!" And as she took a sip, she muttered under her breath, "Meanie."
He laughed a little louder, and she returned it. She looked up with a cheery smile, but it vanished at the desire in his eyes. She watched as his gaze went to her lips, making her spine tingle. He leaned in, and kissed her. His lips teased hers softly, moving over them slowly, savoring her taste. Pressing her lips closer, and drinking in the natural flavor of his lips, she found the most satisfying taste ever imagined. She sighed in pleasure. "Ahem?" She broke off immediately, and met the grinning face of her brother. She scowled at his smirk. "I knew there was something between you two." He said slyly, indicating the bed. Tymmie stood. "There isn't." Stanton shook his head, and came over to Rachel. He took her hand, and gently went into her mind. She looked up, seeing that Cass and Serena entered. She licked her lips, knowing their problems had just gained a new step.