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don't understand. I saw you die; you were just dead. I swear."
She slowly nods.
"And now your not."
She nods again.
"How?"
"Think of who your father is. You gained a skill from your mother; it was only natural for you to gain one from your father. I'm just glad it was the power over death instead of money." She chuckles softly. "Can you help me up?"
I grab her shoulders and slowly pull her up. I lean her back against the wall. "I brought you back? How?"
"How did you make that vine grow? It's all in your genes. You just didn't know how to tap into it."
"You knew, didn't you?" I say accusingly. "That's why you weren't afraid. You looked peaceful. You knew."
"Yes and no. I knew you had gifts, and I knew it wasn't my time, because I've seen my future with you. But fate is a fickle bitch sometimes." She smirks. "So I took the risk."
"That's why you baited her, to give Alec and me time to react."
She nods.
Alec. I turn to see Lyla probing his head for injury. She pulls her hand back and slaps him across the face with a resounding crack.
"Lyla!"
"What? He has no bumps, and I needed to wake him up."
Alec stirs, looks at Lyla and says, "what is it with you girls and slapping?"
She arches her eyebrow at me.
I let out a sigh and drop in the chair.
Chapter
19
All four of us are sitting around the table in the back area staring at each other. The awkward silence is almost tangible. Alec seems perfectly fine, though I suspect he has a headache, at the very least. Cass is looking better. She’s a little pale, but mostly looks tired. She takes a sip of her tea. I can't take the silence anymore.
"So…" I draw out the word.
"So." Cass mirrors.
She turns and looks at Lyla. She extends her hand. "Hello Lyla, I'm Cass." She stares at Cass momentarily stunned by the fact that she knows who she is, and shakes her hand. "I’m sorry you had to witness that. I suppose it was quite traumatic."
"You think!" she snaps. I feel the rant coming before she lets it out. "What the heck happened back there? How do you know my name? What is going on? You were dead; my best friend made a plant strangle someone and brought you back from the dead. Either I am having some wicked hallucinations or am in an effed up dream." She’s hyperventilating again.
"Lyla. Relax. You are not dreaming or hallucinating." Cass sets her hand on Lyla’s, and she calms down instantly. "I am a seer of sorts. I have the gift of knowing things before they happen. Thus, I knew who you were before you got here. Dell, is a different story which I will let her tell you, but she has the gift of resurrection and a green thumb so to speak." She’s the only one laughing at her little joke.
Lyla sighs, turns to me, and instantly tenses up again. "You lied to me." Her eyes are narrow. "How do you do that to your best friend?"
I shrink further in my chair, and the guilt washes over me.
Alec steps in, taking pity on me. "That was my fault. I told her not to tell you the truth for your safety."
She glares at us both. "You chose to follow this freaks order," she jerks a thumb at him, "instead of telling me the truth. What is he even doing here?"
I stiffen. "A.) He's not a freak; he's a guardian. So stop calling him that. And b.) he's here because he saved my life, more than once."
She lets out a long breath.
Cass interrupts our staring contest. "Alec, why don't you and I go to the front and give these girls some privacy? I can use your help lifting some boxes." They get up. Alec looks to me for approval, and I nod. Lyla rolls her eyes. And they walk away.
She points at me. "You have some serious explaining to do."
"First of all, I don't owe you anything. Secondly, I didn't lie. I just told you the basics," I’m yelling at her. I take a deep breath to calm down. She doesn't deserve this. I know that my emotions are just on overdrive. I can tell because the bamboo plant in the corner shoots up hitting the ceiling, causing bits of white to
She slowly nods.
"And now your not."
She nods again.
"How?"
"Think of who your father is. You gained a skill from your mother; it was only natural for you to gain one from your father. I'm just glad it was the power over death instead of money." She chuckles softly. "Can you help me up?"
I grab her shoulders and slowly pull her up. I lean her back against the wall. "I brought you back? How?"
"How did you make that vine grow? It's all in your genes. You just didn't know how to tap into it."
"You knew, didn't you?" I say accusingly. "That's why you weren't afraid. You looked peaceful. You knew."
"Yes and no. I knew you had gifts, and I knew it wasn't my time, because I've seen my future with you. But fate is a fickle bitch sometimes." She smirks. "So I took the risk."
"That's why you baited her, to give Alec and me time to react."
She nods.
Alec. I turn to see Lyla probing his head for injury. She pulls her hand back and slaps him across the face with a resounding crack.
"Lyla!"
"What? He has no bumps, and I needed to wake him up."
Alec stirs, looks at Lyla and says, "what is it with you girls and slapping?"
She arches her eyebrow at me.
I let out a sigh and drop in the chair.
Chapter
19
All four of us are sitting around the table in the back area staring at each other. The awkward silence is almost tangible. Alec seems perfectly fine, though I suspect he has a headache, at the very least. Cass is looking better. She’s a little pale, but mostly looks tired. She takes a sip of her tea. I can't take the silence anymore.
"So…" I draw out the word.
"So." Cass mirrors.
She turns and looks at Lyla. She extends her hand. "Hello Lyla, I'm Cass." She stares at Cass momentarily stunned by the fact that she knows who she is, and shakes her hand. "I’m sorry you had to witness that. I suppose it was quite traumatic."
"You think!" she snaps. I feel the rant coming before she lets it out. "What the heck happened back there? How do you know my name? What is going on? You were dead; my best friend made a plant strangle someone and brought you back from the dead. Either I am having some wicked hallucinations or am in an effed up dream." She’s hyperventilating again.
"Lyla. Relax. You are not dreaming or hallucinating." Cass sets her hand on Lyla’s, and she calms down instantly. "I am a seer of sorts. I have the gift of knowing things before they happen. Thus, I knew who you were before you got here. Dell, is a different story which I will let her tell you, but she has the gift of resurrection and a green thumb so to speak." She’s the only one laughing at her little joke.
Lyla sighs, turns to me, and instantly tenses up again. "You lied to me." Her eyes are narrow. "How do you do that to your best friend?"
I shrink further in my chair, and the guilt washes over me.
Alec steps in, taking pity on me. "That was my fault. I told her not to tell you the truth for your safety."
She glares at us both. "You chose to follow this freaks order," she jerks a thumb at him, "instead of telling me the truth. What is he even doing here?"
I stiffen. "A.) He's not a freak; he's a guardian. So stop calling him that. And b.) he's here because he saved my life, more than once."
She lets out a long breath.
Cass interrupts our staring contest. "Alec, why don't you and I go to the front and give these girls some privacy? I can use your help lifting some boxes." They get up. Alec looks to me for approval, and I nod. Lyla rolls her eyes. And they walk away.
She points at me. "You have some serious explaining to do."
"First of all, I don't owe you anything. Secondly, I didn't lie. I just told you the basics," I’m yelling at her. I take a deep breath to calm down. She doesn't deserve this. I know that my emotions are just on overdrive. I can tell because the bamboo plant in the corner shoots up hitting the ceiling, causing bits of white to
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