Chapter 6: Chapter 6

Sorry for the delay. On with the story!

I do not own MR or the Flock. Just Ciel

I opened my eyes to see the sun slowly rising and my dream catcher gone. His heat no longer penetrating my shirt or scorching my skin. The pain of abandonment slices straight through my soul and cracks by hardened heart. The clock shows 5:12 and I groan. Why the hell did I have to wake up so early?

"Good morning. I didn't expect to see you get up so early. Do you want me to make breakfast?" My brain is shocked to hear his voice but my body shudders in response. His voice is like Heaven caressing my skin. Wait! What the hell? I am falling way too fast for this guy.

Just fall in love. No one has to know. You need this and more importantly, so does he.

Shut up! Although… you do make a good point. Maybe I just won't tell anyone.

Good girl.

I growl under my breath at the Voice. Why does he have to be so damn demeaning .

"What are you growling at? Did I disturb you?" Oh my gosh. He is so close. If I lean in just five inches our lips will meet. Just a little closer…

"Okay so what do you want for breakfast?" Damn. I almost lost my control. I have to watch myself.

"Umm.. whatever you want to make. I mean whatever is easy for you. Like, easiest for you." Damn. I can't even make a complete sentence. I am so stupid!

"Okay. Do you want to take a shower now?" He asked slightly chuckling at my stuttering.

"Yeah my hair is filthy. I haven't showered in like a week. And you slept next to me. I am so sorry!" Jeez there I am rambling again.

"It's okay. It was nice, being able to comfort someone instead of being comforted." His laugh is so cute, and he kissed me! Well on the head but whatever.

"I am going to go take a shower. Tell me when the food is ready. Hey, where are everyone else?"

"They left for the mall and various shopping excursions with Dr. M right before you woke up." So we are alone?

"What about Jeb?"

"Work." Hmm.. so we are alone.

I grabbed my bag and ran upstairs to the bathroom. Walking into the all white room I had a sudden flashback of the School.

I was shoved into a white room standing there was a little boy with no clothes on. He was hunched over and crying. I rushed over to him when he looked up and said "Who's there? I can't see! Turn the lights back on!" When realization hit me that he was my age and they had made him blind I was taken over by fury. How could they do this to him. He was barely six!

Totally shaken by the flashback I remembered that I never saw that little boy again. He was probably dead. Most of us ended up that way. I stepped into the onslaught of scorching hot water, I finally relaxed. I unfurled my wings and let the water cascade down the jet black feathers.

After a short shower, since I was never one to take long ones, I picked some black skinny jeans and a gray t-shirt. I brushed through my hair trying my best to get out all the snarls and looked at myself in the mirror. I don't remember a time when I was this clean. My tan went away so I am guessing that it was just dirt. At least I am not totally white, I mused.

Walking down the stairs I was hit with a mixture of glorious smells. My stomach growled. I jumped the rest of the steps and walked into the kitchen. Iggy was sitting at the table working his way through a mountain of pancakes. I sat down across from him and started to fill my plate.

"You smell good. I guess showers are a luxury to take advantage of, huh?" I just hmmm'ed in response.

Iggy stretched his legs out and set his feet in my lap. He smirked at me and I almost melted. His feet were bare besides a pair of white ankle socks and I asked the first thing that came to mind.

"How old were you when you became blind?" He jerked and knocked over his cup of tomato juice. It spilled over the table and onto the rug. My body stilled as my hands shook with terror. (BTW the italics are her remembering stuff coming up)

"MOM! No.. mom!" I watched as her blood was soaked up by the rug.

I wave of nausea hit me as I doubled over and gagged. The pain that was smashing into me from the resemblance of the blood and the tomato juice was just too much. I vaguely heard Jeb calling my name and footsteps pounding towards me as black consumed my vision.

I was met with the face of my mother. She was smiling. She looked straight at me and said, "Honey, I love you. I miss you a lot and I hope you have found joy. Don't forget what I told you. Find the joy in your life, Ciel. But first, wake up."

I opened my eyes and, still in shock from seeing my mother, didn't register where I was. I saw walls. I saw seven faces frowning at me. I said the first word that made it's way through the haze.

"Iggy?"