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Chapter 8

I got home in a flood of tears. I was utterly terrified. I was always the tough one. So when I walked through the door and sunk down to the floor, crying a flood of tears, my dad were extremely terrified.

"Samara?" My dad said kneeling in front of me "what happened?"

"Some guy…came up…to…me" I cried hiccuping as I went along

"What is so wrong with that?" He replied, confused.

"He had….pictures of me. Like pictures in all of our different houses" I said. Even confirming what I saw made me crack a little bit.

"What?!" He shouted

All my brothers came running through at that point. They had probably heard my dad shout, his voice was loud enough to make the house vibrate.

"Samara, have you ever seen him before" my dad asked. I shook my head, I couldn't speak anymore.

"What happened dad?" Hayden asked, his face was full of worry.

"Someone came up to Samara with pictures of her, in all the houses we've lived in" My dad sounded distant, like he didn't even believe the words as they fell out of his mouth.

My brothers faces turned angry but I could see that they were worried. They had never seen me like that before, I kept on smiling in even the hardest of times. But something about that guy shook me in a way that I thought I would break at any moment.

Images of the boys face flashed through my mind. His cold eyes. His poisonous smile. And his broad hand holding pictures of me

I looked up at my dad, eyes filled with tears. "Daddy I'm scared" I sounded like a little kid, but I needed my dad in that moment, I needed to be scared because if I didn't cry out in that moment I knew that it would build up. And once that build up broke through, it would have broke me in the process.

My dad embraced me in a big hug and held me tightly, I felt all of my pieces be pushed together. He picked me up like a princess and carried me to my room, where he placed me on my bed. "Get some sleep Samara, we can talk about this when you wake up" He walked out of my room and quietly closed the door behind him. I cried myself to sleep. Tears brimming down my face. Voice falling into a whimper. Hands shaking constantly. Heart beating against my chest in fear.

When I woke up my eyes were swollen red, and I could barely speak. I looked myself in the mirror and slapped myself awake. I walked down the stairs and into the dining room where all of my family sat. The table had been put into its smaller state.

My mum jumped up at the site of me and pulled me into a bear hug. "Samara" she whispered, her voice lined in worry.

I pulled away and gave a soft smile. I was better, I had cried as much as I needed. The Samara that the family loved would be there, even if I had to force it.

"We need to talk about this" my dad exclaimed. He tried to sound calm but he couldn't pretend with me. I could hear all of the emotions that swept through him.

I nodded and sat down.

"What can you tell us about the boy that you saw?" My dad asked

I took a shaky breath and described him as best as I could, including the atmosphere that he gave off.

"Do you think he is a Savant?" Isaac asked my dad

"I think he is" I said, not caring that the question wasn't meant for me "there was just this thing that I felt when he came up to me. Like hell would I be scared of a non-savant! I felt my insides scream that he was dangerous and powerful" I looked up at them "I need to see the wanted list from the savant net."

My dad nodded in consent "But we will ask the Benedict's. We will not use your methods Samara, unless you want to be on that list yourself"

I sighed and gave a devious smile "you saw through it huh"

"You're pretty transparent when you want to be" my dad laughed. I could feel the mood lighten

"Let me call Kareena." My mum chirped.

All of the Benedict's decided to come when they had heard what happened . I looked at all of the pictures that were spread across the table there were so many. But my eyes immediately landed on the boy. I would never forget his face, it was permanently chiselled in my mind.

I took up the picture and stared at it. My fear turned into anger, like hell was I going to let that man ruin my life. I looked at the bottom of the picture where his name was, Nathaniel Blackwood. I muttered his name aloud that made everyones head to snap and look at me.

"This is him" I said confidently but not loudly, I turned the picture around so that everyone could see it. "Can I see his file?" I asked Naheul

He looked like he was about to refuse, but I guess he could see the determination in my face because he eventually nodded in consent "You would probably get your hands on it one way or another"he joked, trying to lighten the mood. I grinned at him, was I that easy to understand? "Let me call the net and get them to send it over"

I nodded and ran up stairs to get my laptop, I was going to get some information of my own as well. I sat down at the table and began my research. He had two older siblings and happily married parents, they all lived in wales, which was a long way away from where I lived. I got a hold of his number that I so badly wanted to track down but I knew that it would just cause more trouble.

I sighed and leaned back against my chair, I wanted to know about his criminal activity. I couldn't do that without his file, well I could but I would get in trouble. The more I learned about Nathaniel, the angrier I got. I was verging on getting up and punching a wall when Kael got up and ran over to me. I started to calm down.

"Stop using your gift on me" I growled

"Samara you were literally going to explode in anger! We cant let that happen!" He said calmly

"The guy had pictures of me Kael!" I retorted "I should be allowed to be angry"

"Yeah but we just got this house you cant go punching holes in it already!" He replied

"How did you know that was what I was going to do?" I shot my eyes at Theo who avoided my gaze, I knew it.

Suddenly someone knocked the front door. My dad and Naheul went to answer it, please let it be the file.

They came back, Naheul holding a file. I had a grin and that fell into a frown when I realised how thick the file was.

"Don't worry we all are going through it with you" Kareena said, almost reading my thoughts

"I really need to work on my poker face" I muttered, this made everyone I was being serious, I couldn't let everyone know what I was feeling.

As we went through the file, I came across a case that made me choke. How did I not know about this?

"Whats the matter darling?" My mum said rubbing my shoulders. I held up the piece of paper and my mum gasped. "This is not your fault!" She screamed

"No its not! I'm not the kind of person who blames herself for something someone else did! But what angers me is the fact I was so oblivious! Ma how did I not know?" I shouted, voice betraying each of the feelings that I wanted nobody to know about.

The case was about a shooting that took place at my old high school. I had just left so I was worried but luckily I wasn't in the crossfire. But if it was Nathaniel that was involved I knew that it was to do with me. It seems that they just left, but not without leaving behind a few deaths and casualties. But the file said no one in particular was targeted, or they didn't find their target.

"None of us knew darling, that is what is so scary" she whispered as she pulled my head into her chest. "We are going to protect you"

I pulled away and shook my head. "I need to protect myself." I lifted my head to meet my dads eyes, a smirk on my face "I've got some serious training to do" I was answered with a smirk "I am going to do some research on the limits of sound, seeing how far I can push myself. I cant contain my powers forever, they are itching to be released"

"No Samara!" My mother shouted "the last time we did that we had to call a healer! You were in such a terrible state"

I stood up and gave my mum a reassuring smile. " I will be fine, I cant not use my powers like this, its eating away at me" I said calmly "and plus I need to learn, I'm going to be on my own quite a bit"

"No you are not" she retorted

"Yes I will I've got a job" I smiled

"Wait!" Blake said standing up "Samara you actually got a job? I thought you were kidding when you said you were going to look"

"No I was being serious" I gave a sigh " I am broke! I wanna save up for my lessons"

"What lessons?" My dad asked

"Motorbike lessons" I said sweetly

He raised his eyebrows "we will talk about that later"

I laughed and looked at the clock "Hayden its your turn to cook"

"What?!" He shouted

"I'm meant to do it alone?"

I shrugged my shoulders "I'm definitely not doing it"

"My boys will help" Kareena said sweetly "I think that is fair considering that you were not expecting us for dinner"

"Nonsense you have helped us so much" my mum exclaimed

"Still my boys have gotten away with not cooking for a while"

Three of the Benedict boys got up, Mihael, Jael and Zadkeil. "We will help cook, since the days missed were ours" Mihael said with a shrug and all four of them walked off into the kitchen. A part of me hoped that Raphael would have gone as well, I really didn't want him in the room. I heard Theo laugh. Theo if I were you I would keep what you heard to yourself.

He gave me a salute Yes Ma'am

I threw my head back and laughed. Everyone looked from me to Theo but I just kept on laughing, Theo had watched way too many movies about soldiers.

"I'm going in the back to get some air" I walked out of the dining room and into the back garden. I sat down on the step outside and let out a sigh. I looked up to the sky and breathed in the September air. So much was happening in so little time, it was hard to keep up. I sensed someone sit next to me. I opened my eyes and looked at who it was. Raphael. My breath hitched in my throat.

Play it cool Samara.

"Hey" he said coolly

I closed my eyes and leaned back on my hands. "Hi" I replied

"How you coping?"

I opened my eyes and raised an eyebrow

"I know! Out of character for me, but I'm still tryna make it up to you" He raised his hands, the way you would when you were caught by police

I laughed "I really have no clue! I'm confusing myself with how I'm really coping"

"What do you mean?"

"One minute I was a flood of tears, the next I'm telling myself to pretend I'm okay, then I'm getting all angry ready to break something" I answer, laughing at myself

"What about now?" He said facing me, forcing me to meet his eyes

"I don't know" I answered sincerely. I pushed my eyebrows together without realising

All of a sudden Raphael doubled over in laughter

"What is so funny?" I asked defensively

"You just looked like you were trying to solve a maths problem. It was adorable"

"Adorable?" I inquired

"Sorry, still can't get passed your baby face" It looked like he was preparing to be punched

"Don't worry nobody can" I looked at him with a smirk on my face "I'm going to let you off, so you're not on the list. But do not tell my brothers because they are going to think that they can get away with anything"

He looked shocked "Why are you letting me off?"

"You sound like you want to be on the list" I laughed, causing a lock of hair to fall in front of my face.

"It depends, if I'm not on it does it mean you will not acknowledge me anymore?" He said leaning closer to me and pushing my hair behind my ear

"What do you mean?" My voice a pathetic squeak

"I like talking to you. There is something about you that makes me feel different" His breath mixed with mine

I couldn't let him get to me. I knew guys like Raphael they were players, the played with girls feelings and they enjoyed it. Plus I couldn't think about a boy when I had some crazy guy after me. I shook my head to bring me back to reality.

"Well I guess you are going to have to think about it" I said with a smile. "On your own"

I blew him off like it was nothing. But in reality I just wanted to close the distance between us and kiss him. I wanted to hold him and him to hold me. To be honest I wanted to be with him, but I was scared. Scared of being hurt by someone like Raphael. I had so much going on that adding Raphael to the mix would be a disaster.

I got up and walked back into the house and ran up to my room. The only thing that I could think of was music. I put my headphones on my ears and began playing my playlist as loud as possible. It drowned out the rest of the world and my thoughts. It was only me and the music and I liked it like that.

Dinner passed in a blur, I didn't join in on the conversation, nor did I look up from my plate of spaghetti. I just wanted to relax, I felt so tense around everyone. They kept on giving me looks of pity, which by the way only seemed to piss me off. I didn't need them feeling sorry for me. When people pity you it makes you feel pathetic an worthless. Like hell was I going to let myself feel like that, not even if some psychopath was after me.

After I finished dinner I ran back to me my room and closed my door. I wanted to train as soon as possible. First I wanted to train myself in actually seeing the sound waves. I turned on my speaker and played some songs, at first they were a reasonable volume. I closed my eyes and took slow deep breaths then opened my eyes again. I focused my thoughts on seeing the sound waves and slowly i began to see them, the more I concentrated the more prominent they became.

By the end of it my head was pounding. I needed to sleep, if I didn't I would be probably have to deal with a nosebleed or worse. I changed into my night close and moved onto my bed. Before my head even touched the pillow I was asleep.