Amethyst- Book one

Chapter 13 Battle of Kilauea

    “Do not listen to a word those leeches say. They will do whatever they wish to get what they want. Clearly, they are underestimating the strength of the Wymans, and to think, they haven’t even met the whole family.” Mrs. Wyman assured as while she cleaned out the bite wound on Alex’s neck.

    “I understand. They were just trying to get in our head.” I told her, brushing the wet strands of my freshly showered hair.

    “But, what if they bring more bats?” Helen asked nervously as she passed Mr.’s Wyman some of the medical tape.

    “And you don’t think we can’t handle any of the bats. Believe me, my dear, there is nothing to worry of. In fact, I think the boys will be thrilled to be battling them rather than worried.” Mr.’s Wyman tsked while rolling her eyes. “But, I will send Andrew to see where the others are in their mission and alert them of our situation. These are all matters that can be discussed when the rest of the family returns.” Mr.’s Wyman told her. Then, she turned back to us and smiled. I felt a pang of sadness as I watched the care and grandmotherly protectiveness this woman showed in her eyes. We’ve known her for only a few days, but already, it felt like she really was my grandmother. I almost felt like crying from exhaustion and relief. Even despite what we are and all of the trouble we bring, she still treats us like her grandchildren. I can’t deny that I miss being protected rather than having to protect, and I miss being told to relax rather than being told to get ready. I finally felt happy to have a place I can relax and not have to worry, this place was both a sanctuary, but also the closest thing I came to a home since I stepped into this crazy, warped life of mine.

    Though I felt on the brink of passing out, I couldn’t sleep. Laying down quietly in one of the guest rooms, my eyes seemed to be glued to the moon and stars outside, yet my mind was lost inside itself. My relieved feelings of being safe, even if just for a little while calmed me, but everything I heard and seen about the dangers outside relayed in my mind. Each word and detail whirred through my head while I listened to the seconds, minutes and hours tick by. I felt myself close to going to sleep once when it was almost dawn, because as I closed my eyes, I started to see my dreams creep into my mind. But, somehow, along the mix, I remembered something mom told me once when I turned twelve and got caught skipping school.

    “Now, when making a decision, what I need you to think about is not what your choice will do for you now, but what it will do for you and everyone else later.”

    I woke with a start, feeling my heart race in my chest. For a moment, I could swear, it was almost as if she whispered these words right into my ear. I glanced around the room, stupidly hoping that I’d see her sitting in one of the empty chairs, or standing by the window. But, the chairs remained empty, and the window only revealed signs of early dusk. Sniffling once and wiping the tears that escaped from the corner of my eyes, I quietly slipped out of bed and changed into one of the spare clothing I bought with me, careful not to make a single sound. Slinging my bag over my shoulder, I managed to soundlessly open the door to my room and close it behind me.

    “How are we getting there?” Alex asked quietly when I turned  around. Judging from the dark circles under his eyes, I could tell he was having just as much difficulty sleeping as I did.

    “Ron stashed some money in our bags. I’d say it’s enough to get us to Lanai in first class.” I breathed.

    “I heard the three wolves come back almost an hour ago. Everyone’s asleep.” Alex whispered.

    “Then we’ll have a few minutes before we go.” I told him. And, Alex and I worked on a letter to the family. We used a couple of pages and wrote with very small handwriting, using both sides of the paper. Even with all of this explaining, expression of our gratitude, our best wishes and heads up to having Ted contact us when he returns, I still didn’t feel like we could explain enough. There was so much more I wanted to say, but time was wasting. Leaving the note onto the dining room table, Alex and I crept outside and sprinted into the cold morning air.