Part Five: Conflict Between Sisters
Chapter Fifteen: Compromise
Blaze sat, nursing her wound. The pink puffball had gotten her good. Huffing and puffing, Hailley sat beside her. Blaze had gotten her good, too, giving her a nice sized black eye.
"Did…" Hailley couldn't finish her question.
"Yeah…" Blaze moved the paper towel around her cheek.
"And you…"
Blaze nodded. "Never again. You know how disgusting that was?"
"Extremely, Cameron." Hailley smirked.
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Auriella threw her arm around Torrence's legs, resting her cheek in the curve of her waist. Torrie twisted her head.
"Is there something wrong with me, Fire Bug?"
Auriella grunted. "Where should I start?"
Torrence smiled grimly. Leave it to Ella to know her faults. "I will never date a guy again."
The blonde nodded. "Good. Now you can concentrate on other things."
"Like?"
"Like searching for your real parents."
"What are you talking about?"
Auriella sat up, reaching into her pocket. The picture was a little bent, but nothing too serious had happened to it. "I found this at Jimena's"
Torrence took it, studying it. She drew in a breath sharply. Her blue eyes slitted as she touched her face and examined the picture. The girl was so similar to herself, it frightened her. Was it possible that this girl was her mother? Then that meant…
"Oh, Ella…" She sighed.
This picture could be a tie to her past. Just like the ring.
Her eyes darted to the ring. Besides her amulet, she also had this ring at birth, but it had originally been on a chain. There was an inscription on the inside of the band: Protegas et deleas. Protect and destroy in Latin.
"I gotta go, El." Tor got off the bed and headed towards the door.
"Torrence, wait!"
"What?"
"It's Friday. Aren't you coming to Planet Bang with me and Gavin?"
She shook her head and ran out of the house.
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Auriella danced close to Gavin, not really dancing, but just loving the feel of him near her. Gavin smoothed his hands over her bare skin. He leaned down, kissing her neck, nipping the smooth skin. She giggled, clasping her hands around his neck.
The lights of Planet Bang flashed on the crowded dance floor, turning skin pink, green, blue, and purple. The music was loud and thrummed into the bodies of the dancers.
A thrum was felt against her chest. Startled, she looked down and knew Followers were around.
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Hailley smiled uneasily. "This doesn't mean I like you."
"Same here, homes." Blaze stopped to stretch.
"We're lying to each other, huh?" Hail ran a hand through her luxurious brown hair.
Blaze bit her bottom lip and nodded. "Pretty much."
Both girls stopped walking and turned to each other. Blaze towered over Hailley by three inches, so Hail's head tilted back some to stare in her caramel eyes. It had only been a few seconds, but they had known exactly who the other one was.
"You, uh, wanna come over to my house? My mom would love to have someone over to have some of her eats," Blaze offered.
"Let me rain check it until tomorrow. I'm going to be busy tonight."
"Cool."
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Torrence stood outside her house door. No one knew who her parents were. About a year back, she had begun to search for them. She had even went back to the orphanage where she had been placed as a baby. But they didn't even help her.
Who am I?
I am Torrence Margaret. Those names were given to me, along with an amulet signifying my goddess side, and a ring with a purple stone.
But who am I!
A war raged inside of her.
"Hi."
Torrence opened her eyes, her gaze focusing on the girl in front of her. She had pixie-cut maroon hair, green-brown eyes, peaches-and-cream skin, and a killer body. She wore a white, nearly see through halter-a nipple ring prominent beneath the slinky material- and a low slung mini skirt, half dark blue and half white, with ankle breakers completing it. A large hoop lay in her belly button, a metal chain connected to it that wrapped around her waist. Around her neck was a charm, a six-point star that was dark, like black obsidian.
"Who are you?" Torrie's voice was edgy and rough.
A slick smile spread across the girl's face, showing off perfect teeth. "You want to know my name?"
"I do."
Torrie was annoyed now. Hadn't the girl known what she wanted? She smirked and folded her arms across her chest.
"I know what you want, Torrence Margaret. And I can bring you to him."
"Bring me to who?"
"Your father."
Torrie gasped softly. "Who are you?" She cried, asking again.
"Call me Ariel, your Dream Maker." She held out her hand. "Take my hand."
"Why should I trust you?"
"Your amulet isn't glowing. You can trust me, or this would have warned you."
Torrence thought about that quickly, then took Ariel's hand. "Okay, I'm trusting you, whoever you are."
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