chapter ten - The reason
I ushered her towards the sofa. She raised an eyebrow at me, walking over to the sofa none the less. I pulled up the chair from the side of the room as I placed it in front of the table. Placing the steaming hot cups on the table I took a seat in the chair I had pulled up.
I placed my hands in front of me as I contemplated what to say. I licked my lips before talking.
“Me and Lewis have kept a secret from you.” It hurt just saying his name. This was the first time I was talking about him since seeing him be murdered. The first time I was talking to someone I cared about that I knew before it happened.
“I thought we were best friends.” She almost gasped, shocked by my words. I kept my eyes down, my thoughts swirling in my head if this was a good choice or not. Telling her the one secret I’ve kept to myself.
“We are. It’s just complicated.” I sighed, complicated being the only word I could use to describe what the secret was. She wouldn’t believe me. It wasn’t a very believable secret. At least I didn’t think it was. I had grown up with this secret all my life. In my eyes, it was a normal thing. Though I know how everyone else see’s the world.
“So…?” Jennifer tried as she looked down towards her tea. She had her hands wrapped around it as she looked lost in thought.
“I understand if you don’t believe what I’m about to tell you.” I reassured her. I’d understand if she ran out of the house. Or even move country.
She didn’t say anything but nodded her head, not looking up at me. It just felt awkward now. It’ been two years. Two years in which we’d been apart. So I guess I owe her an explanation. I took in a breath, looking up from my drink to look straight at her.
“Magic exists.” I started, thinking this was the best place to start. This time she looked up at me, a look of surprise in her eyes. Though she didn’t deny anything. Or question my statement.
“Only certain people have it depending on family inheritance. My brother and I are one of those people.” I couldn’t bear to say my brothers’ name again. She kept the surprised and intrigued look in her eyes as she still said nothing.
“There are three different types of magic. There used to be two, but that doesn’t matter at the moment.” I shook my head as I looked back down to my drink, not sure on how she would respond. Jennifer cleared her throat before speaking.
“What are the three different types of magic?” She asked. It was a relief that she wasn’t freaking out. That she was letting me explain first.
“Light, silver dark and gold dark.” I named all three. She nodded her head slowly, thinking things over.
“Which one are you?” She looked me straight in the eye.
“Light.” I replied, now deciding to take a small sip of the hot liquid. It felt relaxing as the smooth liquid slipped down my throat. The mug made a sight tap as it hit the smooth surface of the wooden table.
“What about Lewis?” I tensed, hearing his name again. He was a light.
“Same as me.” There was a pause in the conversation. All that could be heard was the soft ticking of the clock. We didn’t look at each other as we both thought about how to continue. This was harder than I thought it would be.
“What does it mean?” She spoke first. I thought for a minute, unsure of how to answer the question.
“At the beginning, there was light and darkness. That’s how it started. A few people were given the power to control these things. Some people held the light while others held the dark. Separately, they had power. But together, they could control a lot more. Every dark is paired with a light. They both are meant to be a pair as from birth they have a paired connection. They’re meant to work together to control things. But the people who held the dark magic got obsessed with their power. Over time they’ve become more powerful. They don’t think they should have to share their power. So now the power isn’t balanced. Not long after, the darks got so powerful that they had rivals between them. Soon they became two halves. The silver darks and the gold darks. The silver darks are less powerful and stay in packs. They use their power for fun, and are automatically given a light. However the gold darks are more powerful and are nearly always alone. They can’t trust each other and aren’t overly friendly. They can control any light but not as much as the silver darks can. Not until they claim one though. It’s all a very complicated process.” I expressed. Jennifer kept her mouth closed as she stared at me. It had to be a lot to take in. I slipped my hands away from my tea and under the table as I felt more comfortable holding them on my lap.
“Why are you telling me this?” She looked at me with confusion in her eyes. I inhaled a deep breath before continuing.
“You remember how my brother was being bullied by people in his year?” I stated. Just saying those words reminded me of the gruesome faces of the boys who beat up my brother for the fun of it. How they made fun of him for his “nerdy” glasses. My fists clenched under the table as I thought about them.
“Yeah. It was Christopher and his gang, right?” She asked, feeling a little bit more comfortable with the conversation. She readjusted herself in her seat as she moved forward a little. Hearing that name sent shivers running down my spine. He was the person who I was really running from. Noah’s older brother.
“Yep.” I sucked my teeth, deciding how to continue. “They were all darks.” I replied quickly. Taking another long sip of my drink as I tried to avoid eye contact.
“Wait. So they all have magical powers?” She asked in disbelief. I guess this is the hard part.
“You don’t believe me, do you?” I don’t know why I was so disappointed. I should have been expecting this.
“Well, you got to admit, it does sound a bit untrue.” She bit her lip, waiting for my response.
“I did warn you.” I reminded her.
“I know but that doesn’t really change anything.” She replied awkwardly. We’d always believed each other so it was sort of a weird concept that she didn’t believe me right now. It was for both of us. I knew that it was going to be that clique moment. I had to prove it to her.
“Can you switch off the light?” I mumbled, keeping my head down. I felt her eyes on me for a moment before she stood up. Jennifer padded over to the wall as she flicked off the switch. She came back over as she sat upright in the sofa. I shook the hair out of my face as I looked up at her. I knew I had to show her.
I cupped my hands as I pulled them out from underneath the table. Laying out my hands in front of me I concentrated hard as I kept my eyes sealed shut. Around me I could feel the presence of the darkness. It felt like it had wrapped it’s self around me, enclosing me in its trap. I slowly brought my hands together, entwining my fingers with each other. Feeling a burst of energy I clamped my hands together. I held them together as my arms shook. I breathed threw my mouth as I tried to contain the power.
I could feel the fear radiating of Jennifer as she watched me. Though I didn’t stop. The power surge suddenly seemed to stop as my hands relaxed. I opened my eyes, looking straight into Jennifer’s. Not saying anything, I opened up my hands. In them now rested a small cloud like ball just above my hands. It shone a bright yellow as the steam like texture moved around its self. I smiled seeing the light. It had been a long time since I had used my magic.
Jennifer’s eyes where wide as she looked down at my little ball of light. It had a small purple core in the middle which you could just make out. The light reflected on the walls as the rotation of the orb was clear. It made a slight swooshing sound as it
“You made that.” Jennifer marvelled, not taking her eyes of the ball. Her face almost shone in the light.
“Do you believe me now?” I motioned with my head towards the glowing wonder. She didn’t say anything but nodded her head slowly as she watched the orb turn.
“Christopher and his family have dark magic. My brother was his light.” I continued. Jennifer now looked upwards as painted on the walls was a person shaped gap in the light and an outlined glowing figure. The ball of light was what illustrated Christopher and Lewis on the bright walls. Jennifer’s mouth was gaped open as she watched the two figures walking on the spot. I licked my lips before continuing.
“That was one of the reasons why Christopher and his gang picked on my brother so much.” The light faded a little more in certain places, making a gap for the other people-shaped figures. They all stood by the light character and pointed at him, laughing in sink.
“It started getting serious though. Soon I got dragged into it by my dark.” I told her. A girl outlined in orange with small bunches appeared on the wall as one of the dark figures grabbed her by the arm.
My face dropped a little, remembering him. Oscuro. His name fit perfectly. He was originally Spanish as from when I knew him he held a strong accent. And in Spanish, Oscuro means dark which illustrates his powers.
“They used me as bait for my brother. He came running when he knew they had me.” The image became darker as the dark figures crowded around the small girl as she cowered in fear. Jennifer’s face softened as she watched the tiny girl figure.
I felt a tear slip from my eyes as I felt my power slipping. I dropped it all together as the ball of light swiftly disappeared into the darkness and the figures became nothing. Jennifer instantly turned to look at me as I let myself drop on the table, feeling the tears fall.
“Oh Alex.” Jennifer comforted as she placed her hand on my shoulder, rubbing it soothingly. I wept into my sleeve as the tears poured out of my eyes.
“They killed him Jennifer. They killed my brother.” I sobbed. Pain erupted in my stomach. I had never said it out loud. Now it was all to true. My brother was dead. I felt Jennifer tense near me as she stopped rubbing my shoulder.
“What?” She questioned. I lifted my head, staring her in the eye.
“They killed him. That’s why I ran.” I sniffed, watching Jennifer’s face change. Her whole structure seemed to droop at hearing those words. It was like it had suddenly hit her.
“But you said he lived here with-” She stopped herself, realising I actually hadn’t. She looked like she had broken as she stared off into space. “He can’t be dead.” She told herself softly I could see the tears welling in her eyes.
I opened my arm up as I leant towards Jennifer. She did the same as we embraced each other in a hug. I felt her warm tears drop onto my shoulder as she silently cried.
“You were all alone.” She whispered in my ear. I had been. It had been hard, not knowing anyone. Not having anyone to talk about it with.
“I’m sorry I left.” I whispered back, pulling her tighter.
“I forgive you.” She whispered back.
We separated from our hug as we just looked at each other. All I felt was relief in being able to get it all out. I gave her a soft smile, unsure how she would respond. She smiled back. I sighed allowed. Finally feeling actually comfortable.
“So Lewis is really… Gone?” She clarified. I nodded my head, not really wanting to give a proper reply. She leant back into the sofa, looking up towards the ceiling as we sat in the dark.
“So why on Earth did you come back?” She asked, almost shocked. I shrugged my shoulders, not really sure myself.
“University I guess. I thought you had moved on to another University.” I expressed. I was actually still surprised. She had always said as soon as she was done high school she was going to get out of this town. “You used to always say you were going to go to Spain and meet hot Spanish guys in University” I laughed, remembering her always going on about it and how she was going to have the cutest boyfriend imaginable.
“You know I’m all talk.” She dismissed in return with a smile.
“Now do you remember Noah?” She instantly turned her head down to look at me, surprise covered her face.
“What? Mr Cutie?” She almost screamed with a glint of joy in her eyes. It was weirdly matched with her red puffy eyes but it was clear she cared for him. Although she may be happy now, I know it would take her time to get over it. Like me.
“Yes.” I laughed, remembering the Nick-name she gave him. He had been the bad boy back in high school. And I guess he still is the same in University. And with the exact same group.
“Well, before I get into the stuff which you will actually like to hear, I need to tell you something about him.” I told her seriously. She put on a serious face which matched mine as she nodded her head. “Him and his group are all darks.” Her mouth dropped open. “And Noah was the one who gave me this scar.” I told her as I brushed my hair aside. She didn’t say anything as she closed her gaped mouth. She reached out a hand as she brushed her finger past my scar. I shivered at the touch but nothing more.
“What the ******* She said, just above a whisper.
“It’s complicated.” I concluded, brushing her hand away from my neck.
“That’s what you said last time.” She huffed. I pushed my hair back over to cover my scar in habit.
“I’ve kind of been hanging out with the boys.” I replied, knowing this would catch her attention more than the fact that Noah was the one who gave me the scar.
“Wait, what?” She expressed wildly as she nearly fell back in the sofa which if you think about it logically, was quite a hard thing to do.
“And Noah spent the night here.” I said, speeding into it the story. I had no idea what was going on in Jennifer’s mind right now as I talked.
“Girl, you’re worse than me.” she told me with her eyes widened in shock of my actions.
“Wait, I didn’t sleep with him.” I stated in an obvious tone. Me, sleeping with Noah? As if.
“You have a lot of explaining to do.” She stated, placing a hand in front of her, signalling me to stop my babbling. I nodded enthusiastically. I couldn’t even explain how good it was to get my best friend back.
“Look, do you just want to stay the night.” Her smiled turned to a grin at my outburst.
“Would I?” She responded. I guess she was staying the night.
Jennifer and I spent the next few hours sipping our tea as we talked about what things we’d missed and about the past. We ended up having a pillow fight up in my room over who would sleep in the bed. Obviously she won. I let her borrow some of my baggy bed clothes so she didn’t have to wear her day ones. Then we had a right old girly chat when the light was off. It was just like old times. I never realised how much I missed my best friend.
I woke up in the morning to hearing Jennifer’s loud snoring. Though she would call it “loud breathing” I pulled myself lazily up from the carpeted floor. Switching on my phone it showed that it was now ten in the morning. Dragging my hair through my hair I blinked at the bright light from my phone. Sighing I turned off my phone, keeping it in my hand. I guess I had to get up now.
I lazily got to my feet as I zombie walked over to the light switch. As soon as it flicked on Jennifer let out a tired groan. She rolled over in my bed, covering her eyes from the light.
“What do you want for breakfast?” I asked, knowing food would wake her up. I spun the phone in my hands, waiting for her answer. She rolled back over in the bed, placing her hands on her forehead, thinking.
“Bacon.” She had a grin on her face as she thought about it. God, what was the big deal with bacon?
“Unfortunately for you, I don’t have any fatty food like bacon.” Her head swivelled round to see me as her mouth gaped open.
“Noooooo!” She let out a loud shout, shaking her hands at my ceiling in a dramatic manner. “I’ll just have some toast with butter.” She replied after her outburst. I just laughed as I left the room, making my way down the carpeted stairs. When getting to the kitchen I placed my phone on the work top and stuck two pieces of bread into the toaster. I sighed as I leant against the work top. Life was actually starting to seem more… normal. It was like a breath of fresh air.
When the toaster made a pang noise I turned around to place the two pieces of toast on the plate I had laid down.
“Jennifer!” I shouted. I soon heard her footsteps coming down the stairs. She let her hand seep through her thin red hair as she made her way into the kitchen. I buttered the cooked bread as she watched me do so.
“Here you go.” I told her, offering her the plate which she took.
“Thanks.” She responded as she let her teeth sink into the bread, making a slight crunch noise.
“What about you?” She pointed towards me with a mouthful of bread. I leant back over to the toaster as I slipped in another two pieces of bread.
“Mines coking now.” I replied. We stood in silence as she ate her buttered toast. It felt good to be able to stand here with Jennifer, not saying anything and not feeling awkward.
Jennifer delicately placed the plate on the work top as she wiped her mouth. Peering down at her watch her eyes widened.
“Oh God, I got to get going. I’m so sorry.” She apologized as she get ready to run up the stairs.
“Where have you got to go?” I asked in curiosity.
“Work.” She answered. “I have a job in a bar on the weekends because I can’t deal with working in the coffin seven days a week.” I nodded my head although she couldn’t see me as she was upstairs getting her stuff together while I stood at the bottom, my hands resting on the banister. “And besides, there are cute boys.” I heard her squeal.
“Trust you.” I giggled. She came rushing down the stairs, giving me a long look.
“You better come back to see me and keep in contact with me.” She pointed a warning finger at me. “Give me your phone.” She commanded me. In response I grabbed my phone of the counter and placed it in her hands. She typed in my code as my phone unlocked.
“Seriously? You didn’t change your password?” She looked up at me. I shrugged my shoulders, letting her get back to whatever she was doing.
“There.” She said as she gave me back my phone. “Now you have my number.” She smiled up at me. “Now I got to go.” She pointed towards the door. Jennifer reached towards me as she wrapped her arms around me in a hug. I hugged her back before she pulled herself away.
I walked to the door with her as I unlocked it.
“See you later Jen.” I called out as she waved goodbye to me. I switched on my phone, planning on texting Jennifer so she would have my number as well. I laughed out loud seeing what she named herself as. “Number one *****” That was Jennifer all right.
Clicking out of her name I saw I had one missed message. It was from an unknown number. I panicked, worrying that it would be Slade again. Though this time it was a different number. I’d already saved Slade’s name into it. The message read “I’ll pick you up at eleven” Looking up at the clock on my phone it read that it was now one minute till eleven. That’s when the doorbell rang.
I looked towards the door, unsure of what to do. I had no idea of who would be waiting on the other side. Cautiously, I made my way towards the door. I pulled open the wooden door, exposing a joyful looking Daniel. When seeing me open the door he cocked his body to the side, giving me a lopsided wave.
“That was you who texted me, wasn’t it?” I asked for reassurance, still holding my phone in my hand.
“Yep. You promised you’d come out today.” He told me, grabbing my arm.
“Wait. I’m still in my pyjamas.” I panicked as he had tried pulling me out the door.
“Oh, right.” He sucked his teeth as he looked me up and down. “Maybe you should go get changed.”
“You think?” I retorted as I let him into the house.
Hey, I hope you’re enjoying the story so far. If you want to continue reading it, more of it is posted up on wattpad under the same book name and I have the same account name. I’m not sure if anyone is going to read it on here so that’s why it’s so limited. Anyway, hope you enjoy it and tell me what you think.