Alex stroked her hair one last time making sure she was completely asleep before placing a cold cloth over her forehead. At the moment she could not tell if it was her impression or Kaelah had a fever, because honestly, the girl was burning.
She sighed watching her, she was just like Kara, well rather on the contrary, Kara was just like her.
She was aware that she would never have known of Kaelah's existence if it had not been for the dream of her sister, the one who rescued her herself, although Kaelah's help was essential, she would not have been able to bring her back without it, since Kaelah was in charge of convincing Kara that what she was saying it was a reality, and that as much as Kaelah hurts to lose her, she had to leave.
She smiled back at her, in that dream she had seen the adult version of her, not the sixteen-year-old girl she now had in front of her, who had suffered so much during her childhood, of which her sister had no idea and would not have, at least not in the near future.
She listened as the door closed, indicating that her younger sister had just arrived, which was soon to appear in the room, and was genuinely concerned about the teenager.
"How is she?" She asked, sitting down on the edge of the bed.
"I think she has a fever," she replied before adding. "I don't know what Kaelah did in those trials, but she's afraid they might retaliate against her," she explained.
"Astra is not going to hurt her, she couldn't do it," Kara assured her.
She looked at her completely confused, for she was sure that Astra would not mind hurting her, since she did not mind Kara, what was going to change for Kaelah? Especially considering everything she had done, that she had helped to imprison her, what made her different?
She bit her lower lip wanting to ask, however, she stopped, because she did not want to disturb Kara, who was too concentrated caressing her sister's hair while watching her.
"What prevents her?" She asked finally causing confusion, for Kara stared at her for a couple of seconds as if she did not know what she meant.
"Astra adored my sister, always, she stayed with her during the trials"she smiled slightly. "I know that Kaelah remembers when she took care of her, she has told me many times. She take care of both until Kaelah began to participate in the trials," her sister explained, bowing her head."Still, she has always kept a special affection for her, because she was like her little miracle ... Astra couldn't have children, and soon my mother found out she was pregnant. At first she didn't take it well, but ... she always said that when she first saw her, she loved her from that first moment, and she assured that she would not allow anyone to hurt her" Kara said without daring to look at her, she was crying. "She is not going to hurt her, at least not willfully," she assured her in a whisper.
She did not bother to say anything, she just held her against her shoulder in an attempt to comfort her, to stop her crying, however, her sister did not stop sobbing.
It had been a surprise to all of Kaelah's arrival to Earth, but they were doing everything they could to bring it in the best way, not to be carried away by the fear of what would happen if they learned that she was under their protection. Yes, she recognized it, she was afraid, afraid that they might harm them, that someone might be hurt to protect the other.
"Kara, calm down, please" she asked her feeling that she was going to start crying. "Mom has called, she said that she would come to meet her" she said getting her to look at her. " She arrives tomorrow" She said with a smile after watching the confusion that reflected the face of her sister.
"I don't know how Kaelah is going to take it," she whispered back. "She doesn't like it very much, you know, being the center of attention," she commented.
She nodded slightly, understanding it, knowing it was true, that Kaelah did not enjoy when everyone focused on her, when they wanted to help her, or simply prevent her from doing something foolish, like exposing herself to anyone who wanted to hurt her. She was independent, too much, she would dare to say. From the little that she knew her, she knew that her lifestyle had forced her to be just like that, just as she had taught her to take care of herself and all those who truly mattered for her.
"Is she bringing chocolate pecan pie?" Kara asked, receiving a statement on her part, getting a small smile in response. "Good, it's the best pie in the galaxy."
She could not help but smile at her remark, at the way she had said it. She was aware that her sister loved that pie, so she had taken care of her mother to bring one, even knowing that Kara was going to end its existence in just one day.
"I should go home, I'll see you tomorrow," she whispered.
"No, stay today" Kara refused.
She sighed as she nodded, knowing she would not be able to get the idea out of her head, whether she wanted to or not, she had to accept it.
I never thought that the nightmares could be so real, not so much as the last one, which still remained in my head and all I could do was that the desire to start crying should be present. Even so, I prepared quickly, as my sister had asked me, because as I had explained, Eliza, Alex's mother, adoptive mother for my sister, was coming to meet me, which meant that I was going to be paid much more attention.
I hated that they treated me as if I were a baby, like I could not protect myself against everything as if I could not face things alone, as if the mere fact that I had no powers was enough to hurt me more easily. No one had ever protected me that way, it was always me who had done it, lied, there was only one person who had done it, Astra. On more than one occasion she had taken care of me, to protect me from anything that might harm me, even if it was from her own husband.
"The six-year-old girl sat on the couch looking at her feet, pensive, under the watchful eyes of her aunt, who could not help but observe her, worried by the silence she had on that day, intrigued by what she was thinking, which she dared not ask, for she was in some way afraid of the answer she might receive.
"Oh, Kara," she whispered as she turned her head and met the three-year-old, stained with food. "I`m going to have to change you" she smiled.
Unlike her older sister, the little girl was an extrovert, she loved to talk, to tell things to every person she saw, run, scream, play, relate to others, she was completely the opposite.
She stood up to take her hand, causing the girl to look at them before she lowered her head again, to shut herself up again in her little world.
"We'll be back, okay?" She lifted her chin to make sure she was looking at her, getting her to nod without a word.
She went to the room in search of clean clothes to put her niece on, alarmed at the crying from the girl, who a couple of minutes ago, was sitting without saying anything, without even moving, so she left her niece in the room before returning to the other room.
She could not believe what she was seeing, she did not want to do it. the six-year-old girl was sobbing, her hand on her cheek, unable to anticipate the next hit she would take, for her uncle had just grabbed her arm by lifting her, but not before striking her directly in the ribs . She watched as her niece squirmed in pain as she tried to get rid of his grip, pleading between sobs, however, only she could do something right now and she was aware of it, so she did not hesitate to stand up to him.
"Leave her," she shouted, approaching. "Nothing gives you the right to hit her, it's just a kid," she said to the astonishment of her husband, who continued to hold the child. "I don't repeat it again, Non," she was much more angry.
Her husband smiled slightly before releasing her, causing the little girl to fall to the ground hitting herself again.
Without wanting to give him other look, she crouched to the height of her niece, who was much more focused on introducing air into her lungs than anything else, for her own sobs kept her from getting it easily.
"That brat has done it, I warned her once, I wasn't going to do it a second" she heard that he said in the background, understanding what he meant, but chose not to respond.
"Are you okay?" She asked, getting her to nod. "You have to calm down," she asked, trying to wipe away her tears.
The girl's blue eyes followed her carefully before she lowered her head again and leaned closer to her.
She knew what Kaelah had just done and why she had done it, since she knew that it gave her greater security over everything, something for which she could not get angry, for which she could not scold her, since it was something more of her, something with which she would have to live, grow and learn.
She stroked her hair, hugging her, placing her hand on the cheek that was red, as if in that way she could transmit her that they were stronger together. "
I sighed, advancing into the living room, sitting on the couch under the watchful eye of my sister, who kept watching me, watching every move I made, a fact that was beginning to make me nervous, forcing me to close my eyes the moment I heard her ask the same thing as always.
"I'm fine," I answered almost automatically.
"For the first time I haven't asked," she looked at me completely fascinated.
At that moment I held my breath, it could not be true, I had just done it again and the worst part was that I had no excuses to get rid of it.
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Ayrin