CHAPTER 12
My head felt heavy and as soon I stood up it started to spin. I felt dizzy. I held my head and squeezed my eyes shut. I don't want to go out there and face anybody, especially Richard. I could not tell him why I had run away from him and tried to kill myself. I shuddered. On the other hand, I couldn't hide in here all day because then Richard would know that I was afraid to show my face and come in and bug me until I talked. So I slowly walked out the room. I walked down the hallway towards the kitchen. Richard was already there eating breakfast. I drew in a deep breath.
"Morning Rae!" Richard said not even looking up from his cereal.
"Damn!" I whispered under my breath. "Morning…"
"I went to the store while you were asleep and bought some herbal tea for you."
I looked at the time. The clock read 10:34 a.m.
"I've been asleep for a long time!" I walked to the cabinet I saw Richard take out the hot chocolate from. The tea was on a shelf by Richard's cereal. I opened the box and pulled out a tea bag. I asked Richard where the cups were and he showed me. I started the hot water and then tried to make a run for it. I almost made it too if it wasn't for Richard turning around to see me tip toeing out of the kitchen into the hall.
"Rae come back." He said with a smile. He motioned for me to sit in front of him.
I stiffly walked to the seat across from him. I sat down with my head down.
"Rachelle are you okay?" He asked with concern drowning his tone.
"Sure." I mumbled still rigid.
I heard Richard shift in his chair. But I didn't look up. I wish I had my cloak. We always wore cloaks when entering the temple. It was required. Some people never took them off. I had a dark purple cloak. I loved its color because it was so purple it was almost black. My sister's was red, a burgundy type of red. I used to always wear my cloak until I went to High School. Then I stopped. I was longing for the cloak's ability to hide my emotions by covering my face with my hood right then.
"You're going to have to tell me some time what happened the other day and last night." Richard said softly. I didn't responded. I could feel my throat close up. My face got all warm and I found myself fighting tears away. "Rachelle?" Richard leaned across the table. He gently took my face between his hands and lifted my head to face him. I could tell by his face that he knew I was upset. I swear I tried as hard as I could, but it was a futile attempt because a tear slipped from my grasp and rolled down my cheek. I quickly wiped it away.
"I can't t-tell you…" My voice broke off.
"You have to. Whatever it is, I can help you."
"No you can't!" I half yelled. As soon as I realized I yelled at Richard I stopped, my eyes went wide. I didn't want to yell at him, but I can't take it when people don't know what the hell is wrong with me and then they say they can help when in fact they'll just run away scared. I panicked. I jumped up and ran for the door. My hand wasn't even on the knob when I felt Richard pull me down onto the ground. He pinned me against the floor.
"I'm not letting you do this again!" He yelled. Another tear ran down my face, but I couldn't wipe it because Richard was holding my arms down.
"Y-you can't h-help me." I cried in a small voice.
"Well you're not letting me try!" He yelled. He still was angry. "Rachelle, just give me a chance! It's not fair to do this to me!"
"If I told you, you'd never go near me again! Just like everyone else…" The tears came freely now. I used to have nights were I would wait fro everyone to go to sleep or when I was alone and I'd let go of my emotion. I would cry for hours on end. Sometimes I would cry because it felt good and others because all the little things kept building up on me. Ever since I came here, to the Humans' Realm, I couldn't do that. It had been a long time since I could cry myself to sleep or just cry. It didn't matter anymore though. I just cried.
"I'm not everyone else! Please." At that last word, Richard's voice came down into a plea. I couldn't look at him. I turned my head away and shut my eyes. I felt Richard slowly lift off of me. As soon as I was free, I didn't run I curled up into a ball.
"Rae…" Richard said with aguish in his voice. "Please!" Richard picked me up into his arms. I still didn't uncurl. He sat down on the couch and laid me across his lap. His arms were around me securely. My head was against his chest. I could hear his heart beat. I shifted to curl up into his chest.
"Rachelle, please tell me. I promise I won't turn my back on you."
"Promise?" I whimpered. My voice was muffled from his chest.
"I swear." He said squeezing me harder. He laid his cheek against my head.
"Here…goes…" I lifted my head up. " I ran away last night because I was trying to avoid this." I explained.
"What do you mean avoid this?" He asked.
"I mean, I know you saw me with my shield up in a corner and then that would cause you to ask me what the hell is up with me."
"I was just surprised to see…that thing around you."
"Well, that's why I freaked out. I thought you would think of me as a freak after you learned I had those abilities…"
"And what exactly are those abilities?" He asked looking down at me.
"Please don't freak out…I just have a mix of black magic and white magic…or powers if that's what you prefer to call them." I looked up at him. He had a smug grin on.
"Rae, don't joke." He laughed. That hurt. He didn't believe.
"I'm serious!" I screamed punching his arm and getting up.
"You're not going anywhere!" He laughed grabbing my wrist and pulling my back down on his lap.
"I told you'd think it was crazy!" I said struggling to get out of his iron grip that was holding me down.
"You're serious?" He asked arching his brow.
"Of course!" He looked at me funny. "That's right! My father is a demon and my mother is an angel…" I stopped to let it sink in. He looked confused…extremely confused. "Yep! Demons and Angels do exist. And I'm half of each. That's why I have both good and bad powers and that's why they murdered my sister and that's why they want to murder me!" I was screaming now.
"Who wants to kill you?"
"Do you lose your logic? The guy who broke into me hotel room and practically killed you and me!"
Richard now looked dazed, confused, surprised, and concerned.
"Rachelle, if you're kidding about this, then you are so…" His threat trailed off when I gave a loud shriek in frustration and stormed off into my bedroom. I plopped down on the bed and cried into my pillow. 'I knew he wouldn't believe! Know he thinks I'm crazy! Why didn't I just die there in the meadow?'
" I'm sorry Rae." I barley heard Richard's voice over my sobbing. "I'm just a little surprised." I felt his weight as the bed alter to where he had sat down on the mattress.
"This is why I didn't want to tell you! This is why you should have just let me die in the meadow!" I wasn't sure he heard my muffled screams.
"I would and will never let you die by me, Rachelle!" He flipped me so I was on my back.
"So you don't think I'm crazy? You believe me?" I looked up at Richard who was now looking pretty upset too.
"It came from your mouth didn't it? I believe you Rae." He pulled me into a hug.
"Thanks." I smiled hugging him back.
It was quiet for a few seconds.
"So if you have powers, can I see them?"
"No." I laughed.
"Please."
"No Richard!" I smiled. "Oh shit! The tea!" I yelled getting off the bed and rushing for the door.
"Rae! I turned it off before I came in here!" I stopped and headed back to where Richard was sitting on the bed.
"Please." Richard gave the cheesiest puppy-dog face ever.
"I'm not showing you my powers!" I laughed at his pathetic attempt.
"Fine. Then I'm not talking to you!" He pouted turning his back to face me and crossing his arms firmly on his chest.
"Oh, finally! Shit, I thought you'd never stop yapping!" I teased.
"What if I did this?" Richard asked throwing a pillow at me. I dodged.
"I would do that." I grinned.
"Why won't you show me?" He asked.
"Because my powers are not for entertainment." I turned to open the door. Richard jumped off the bed and ran full speed into the door, shutting it and then locking it so I couldn't get passed him and out the door.
"Then you can't leave." He smiled.
"Move Richard." I growled playfully.
"Make me." His smile was smug and had that 'do it if you dare' look on his face.
"Fine!" I laughed throwing my hands out in front of me. I felt the power gather in a ball in my gut and then travel to my fingertips. Soon, there were two black orbs of my power surrounding my hands. I narrowed my eyes.
"Last chance Richard!" I grinned evilly. He only looked from my hands to my face and then grinned.
"What are you waiting for?" He said with a cocky tone.
I whispered 'Azerath, Metrion, Zythose.' I let the black aura flow out of me. I shot it at the door, not Richard. As soon as the black power hit, I walked out the door, well technically I walked through the door. I found myself in the hallway. I grinned a cocky grin and started to walk back into the kitchen. I poured the semi warm water into my mug and set the tea bag in it. I could hear Richard gasp very loudly. Then I heard him open the door and his footsteps coming towards the kitchen.
"That was freakin awesome. Rae!" He yelled with the widest grin.
"Now will you leave me alone?" I asked.
"Hell no!" He ran towards me and pulled me into a breath-taking (literally) hug.
"Can't breath Richard." I gasped as he let go of me. "I will kill you if you tell anyone!" I bellowed.
"I wouldn't! Besides, you'd kill me if I did!"
"I would!" I smiled turning to go to the counter where my tea was. I took sip and instantly felt calm.
"So you ready for the prom?"
