I sat with Brandon on the floor of his bedroom; facing each other. He had his arms locked around my waist and my legs were on both sides of him. I was feeling much better now that I was with him.
“How are you feeling?” he asked resting his forehead against mine, I breathed out
“I’ve had better Sundays.” I said and he smiled apologetically.
“I confronted my parents about my necklace.” I asked and he lifted his head in surprise “You did? How did it go?” he asked and I grimaced “Not so well, I even made my Mom sick.” I said, “That’s not your fault.” He said and I shrugged.
“It sure felt like it, but she ended up telling me everything. Which put things into perspective.” I said and he gave me a questioning look.
“I want to wield my powers too.” I said and his eyebrows shot up “Help me.” I added and he paused for a moment frowning. “Katelyn maybe that’s not such a good idea, your Mom was right to try and protect you.” He said “I only told you because I didn’t want to keep this a secret from you, but unfortunately that meant you knowing about yourself too.” He added.
“And I’m glad you did, I’m going to be fine, I just want do it too, please.” I beseeched and he shook his head, resolved.
I pouted, “If you don’t help me, I’m not going to let you touch me again.” I said and he raised an eyebrow at me then his hand went into my hair and he grabbed the back of my head tilting it back.
“Are you blackmailing me?” he asked “That’s a cheap shot princess.” He added.
“You’ve left me no choice Eddie.” I murmured and he let me go. He buried his head in the crook of my neck “You smell heavenly, I could just eat you up.” He said with a gentle bite to my shoulder. I stifled a giggle because it tingled a little and I pulled back the strap of my tank top.
“Help me and you can.” I said boldly and he raised an eyebrow then rolled his eyes “Why resort to such devious means? Why not flutter your pretty blue eyes at me, I’m pretty sure that’ll be just as effective.” He said and I smiled.
“You don’t say?” I said then did just that “Will you pretty please help me?” I asked and he sighed, “You’re not going to let this go, are you?” he said and I shook my head “Fine.” He said.
“Lets try to trigger them by will.” He said then he took my hands in his and told me to close my eyes. When I did he told me to calm myself and concentrate deep inside me.
“Focus on moving something or yourself, but will it with your mind.” He said, I closed my eyes tighter and tried to make the guitar by his desk move. When I felt nothing out of the ordinary I opened my eyes and groaned. “Its not working.” I grumbled, “Try again, harder.” He said his own eyes still closed, “You have to believe you can do it first, your subconscious still refuses to believe in the existence of magic, break through that wall first.” He added.
I did it again, but nothing worked. He opened his eyes “Can’t you trigger them for me, with your own or something?” I asked and he shook his head.
“You have to do it yourself. And willing it out of you wont work” He said then he frowned and stood up. I watched as he went to his desk; he looked for something in there and walked back holding a wooden handle.
He sat down and flipped it, revealing a small dagger; my eyes widened “What are you doing?” I asked with a high-pitched voice.
“You love me don’t you princess?” he asked and I looked at him then at the knife, starting to panic “Yes, you know that, why are you even asking that?” I said quickly and he lightly stabbed his neck with the sharp point, “Brandon!” I screamed in horror, I instinctively reached out to him but was stopped by that invisible wall, my eyes widened as I realized that he’s doing this on purpose.
Mine were triggered by fear; your father was in grave danger
“Brandon, stop this!” I shouted at him “Break through the shield Katelyn.” He said then he flinched running the blade slowly down his neck opening the cut a bit more. I screamed when more blood pooled to his shirt, hot tears streamed down my face and a strange feeling coursed through me, it felt like adrenaline, only supercharged. I banged my hands at the wall and it was gone.
“Oh my God Brandon.” I cried; taking the dagger from him and throwing it aside, my hands were covered by his blood trying to figure out how to help him. “We have to get you to a hospital.” I tried to stand up.
“No Katelyn, its okay, I’m fine.” He said stopping me and I looked at him
“What do you mean you’re fine, you’re bleeding,” I wailed but was silenced when I watched the wound slowly close, then it was completely gone. I gaped at him, lost for words.
“We can heal ourselves, among other things.” He explained slowly, he means to say he was never in any real danger. Anger exploded inside me and I repeatedly pushed at him “You crazy, reckless bastard!” I shouted at him and then jumped to my feet walking away “Come on Katelyn, don’t be like that.” He said grabbing my arm. I snapped and turned sharply to slap him across the face.
“Okay, I deserved that.” He said slowly turning back to face me “It was the only way.” He added. “The only way!” I scoffed “I was scared for your life.” I added. He smiled causing me to look at him dumbfounded “True and that was effective.” He said, “Katelyn, you did it.” He added as if I was missing something vitally important.
“I did it?” I asked, testing the words as though they were foreign and he nodded excitedly. I gasped as I realized what I did “Oh my God! I did it!” I beamed then I ran to him throwing myself at him, he caught me in his arms and he laughed as I knocked him down, my earlier outburst forgotten.