Part Thirty-eight:

I've found there is an advantage to being kidnapped. I don't have anything to actually pack. Unless you count the clothes that Jestin lets me borrow. Am I not so lucky to have such a dipstick like Jestin? Anyways, Jestin didn't grab too much. Daviel just grabbed a suitcase. Then we were getting in the car. Well, more like I was being convinced that the car would not CRASH again...seeing as I only stood there. I wasn't keen on the idea of dying again just to be healed.

That's just plain creepy.

For some reason, when a person is riding in a car, a lot of people feel the need to look out the window. I'm one of those people. I sit back, and I stare out the window. My eyes jolt back and forth, but no dizziness overcomes me. It's not that I'm actually paying attention to my surrounds, but merely watching my own...kind of a relaxing movie. Eventually, my eyes wandered elsewhere.

I looked down at my rings. I'd die without my rings. I hate the feeling of not wearing them, actually. Almost as if my hands were naked. They're not, that I know. I just feel that way. At one point, my rings kept disappearing. Then I was left with just one ring on both hands. So when the stone fell out of one ring, I colored it in with a black pen. I actually think it looked better colored in than with the original blue stone. I do things like that: trying to make broken things acceptable.

But that ring problem was before I got my summer job. I had enough money, then, to go buy myself more jewelry. It took forever to find a job. Having a tongue ring can be a problem, sometimes. Eventually, Movie Gallery let me in. Not only did I get money, but I also could take movies for free to watch...before they were even out on the stacks. Yet, I'm not a T.V. watcher. So I just ignored that junk. That is, unless my parents asked me to bring home one to watch with them.

When Daviel turned the car off the road, I wasn't suspicious this time. The familiar road that would lead to a short red head appeared in front of us. Now that I think of it...Audrey was the only person who actually read my mind. I'm going to have to remember to ask her about that. Maybe ask her why she thinks my mind is blocked from the outside environment. I looked out the window to see Audrey walk out the front door. "Who could that nymph looking fellow be,"I asked sarcastically.

"Shut up,"both Daviel and Jestin said in unison. Wow, you don't think Jestin may have a slight grudge for being labeled a extra-special moron, do you? My door was opened by itself, and I was grabbed by the arm. Before I knew it, I had been dragged out of the car and into a huge hug. "It's GREAT to have you here,"the overexcited Audrey said. Wow, it's great to have a midget hugging me! My biggest wish! Maybe I should stop being so sarcastic.

I once read in a book: "It was only long after that I recognized sarcasm as the protest of people who are weak." That being a line from 'A Seperate Peace' by John Knowles. Let me tell you! I was ultra pissed the moment I finished reading that line. Sarcasm is weakness? Pfft. I'll jump in that book and kick...what's his name? Gene?...'s ass. That'll show him my so-called weakness. Sarcasm is the speech of telling someone in hidden words that they are stupid. Not weak, but generous.

Trust me, if a person was weak...they wouldn't have the guts to be sarcastic towards bigger, none-weak people. That is...unless I'm getting the wrong idea about something.

"Have you had any visions lately,"Audrey asked curiously. "Well...I...uh, I don't know. Yes,"I replied in a stutter. I guess I have a bad memory. Actually, I'm just afraid that Audrey will start asking me what the visions were about and stuff. How annoying is that? Before I knew it, though, Audrey was leading Jestin inside her house. Daviel came up behind me.

"Be nice,"Daviel said. I frowned,"Ah, but Davvy. I'd never be rude. Why would you say such a thing?" Daviel scoffed and pushed me ahead of him by my lower back. "Just get in the damn house,"Daviel ordered shortly. I started ahead, but at the same time, I stated,"Now, now. Profandity is a crutch for a crippled vocabulary." I walked into the house, which didn't seem to have changed much. The floor to the room I had had my vision in even had its carpet still there.

I walked into the room I heard Jestin's voice reside in. Audrey was laughing at a joke Jestin had told her. Audrey automatically turned,"Do you like orange juice? I've got some, and you can have some of the spaghetti and meatball's I've made!" I stood there...slightly stunned. You have noooo clue how good that all sounded. I could almost taste it all ready. "Yeah,"I said quickly,"Yeah, I'd love that!" Look, I've gone soft over some good food.

Jestin sat down next to me on the kitchen counter. Audrey went to the refridgerator and pulled out pulp-free orange juice. Just as she turned to look at me, the door to the kitchen opened slowly. All four of us turned to watch a man walk in. He had black hair, but it wasn't so cared for like Daviel's. It was hung a little over his ears, almost to his eyes. His eyes, which were an almond brown. He looked 6 foot...maybe taller. Definitely well built, and by the look of him wiping blood from the corner of his lips...definitely vampire.

There was a second where everybody just stared at each other. Daviel was standing just in front of the stranger. Then Daviel said,"Aadon?" This man peered at Daviel suspiciously before saying carefully,"Daviel?" Then they both broke out in smiles, and oddly enough...they hugged like they were brothers. With that thought, I turned to Jestin,"You don't have another brother, do you?!" But Jestin had already shoved off of the counter, and was heading towards Daviel and the stranger.

When Jestin shoved Daviel off, the stranger's face brightened. "Jessie,"he said in surprise. Then Jestin was smothering him with a huge hug. I turned to Audrey, who was just pouring my orange juice with a smile. "Who is he,"I hissed in frustration. I hate being left out. Audrey kept on smiling. "That,"Audrey said happily,"that is the only person in the whole world who has never annoyed Daviel. He's a friend of my fathers...and he was Daviel's cousin. Daviel's only kid friend, I think."

Suddenly, Jestin said,"And that over there is--" Daviel quickly interrupted,"No one. She's just some brat friend of Jestin's." I turned slowly in my seat to glare at Daviel. "Oh, no you just didn't,"I growled. That is noooo way you introduce me to a long-term friend. Actually, a friend who--even though he has seen his long lost friend and his sister--hasn't actually smiled, yet. Dark and depressing. He's stealing my turf. Daviel glared at me in return.

"That thing is nothing,"Daviel said pointedly. Purposely trying to annoy me. I scoffed,"I'M nothing? Try looking yourself in the mirror...oh, I'm sorry. I'm a little fuzzy in that area, but you people can't SEE your reflection, CAN YOU?" Then I crossed my arms furiously. Jestin hesitated before saying,"Actually...we can see our--" I interupted,"Oh, snap it, Jes." Then I snatched my orange juice and took a drink of it. Daviel was whispering something, and I automatically stopped drinking.

I didn't look at him, but somehow my ears focused on his words. "--stupid human that Jestin won't let me kill. Just ignore her,"I heard Daviel whisper. I rolled my eyes and stood up. I stomped over to this stranger and stopped in front of him. "You can be like this idiot here,"I said, glaring at Daviel,"and you can be a moron. OR you can be smart, and treat me like a...a real person who...who disearves to be tr-- Ah just be respectable, UNLIKE this MORON right here."

Daviel swiped out at me, but I backed up sharply. At the same time, the stranger/Daviel's friend snatched out to block Daviel from hitting me. "Woah, woah, Dav,"he said quickly,"Looks like you've found a great nuisance!" I was about to snap at him, but Daviel's friend turned to me. "Aadon Orome,"the man said, holding out his hand,"Cousin and friend to your moron and Jes." I narrowed my eyes suspiciously before shaking his hand,"Ivy Kinrey...friend to Jestin, but I'd love to kill Daviel."

Daviel then muttered,"Oh, so she tells YOU her name in seconds, but when it came to life and death...noooo." I stuck my tongue out at him,"Ah, quit complaining. It's not your fault that you can't woe women. Or maybe it is." I smiled brightly and went to my bowl of spaghetti.

The next day...or night, Aadon had left already to get on with his life. I guess it was a good surprise visit for Daviel and Jestin. I think he's nice enough. At least he wasn't as stupid as Daviel. I stood inside the open space of a room with Audrey. She was doing some sort of humming thing. By what I heard her say in what times I actually listened to her...this helped clear her head. I sat in front of her, watching her doing her stupid stuff. Maybe it isn't stupid. I don't know.

"I got to ask you something,"I said to Audrey. She opened her eyes quickly. "Can you read my mind,"I asked curiously. Audrey sighed and dropped her stance. "Actually, I can't,"she said slowly. I scoffed,"You read my mind when you were triggering my sight thingy." Audrey smiled brightly. What's that about? "Actually, I only barely heard the one thought about you not knowing what The Sight is,"she admitted carefully. How can you barely read a thought?

"You see, you're mind is blocked very well. That thought was only heard because in reality you were asking me. Not directly, but mentally. I heard it in a very quite whisper. I barely caught it,"Audrey explained quickly. Oh. I thought about that. I guess it makes sense. Audrey interupted my thoughts,"Besides. I didn't trigger your Sight." My head shot up to look at her. I sure didn't trigger my own Sight. SHE'S the one who is in charge of that.

"What do you mean,"I asked,"What triggered it, then?!" Audrey shrugged,"Actually, I think you should be saying 'who triggered it'. I have a great theory on that." I interupted this entrance into the theory. "I don't care," I said sharply,"WHO triggered my stupid Sight?" Audrey raised her brow and didn't say anything. "Well,"I snapped. "Say please,"Audrey said like a kid. I scoffed. Say please? Sure, I'll say please. Ask me again in a million years.

Audrey must have caught the look on my face. "All right, Daviel triggered it,"Audrey said quickly,"Or...at least I think so." I snorted,"Daviel? What are you kidding?!" Audrey shook her head,"Here. All the times you had visions...well, lately. Was Daviel around?" I thought for a moment. Party. Yep. Bedroom. I shutter, but yes. Other times I'm in his house...him not far away. Yep yep. "Oh,"I said,"Why would he trigger it?"

Audrey got closer. "Well, I think it's produced by a strong emotion,"she said,"Fear. Rage." She paused deeply,"Love." I scoffed,"Yeeeeah...suuure." Then I got up and stormed out of the room.