Fox Class?

Chapter 27

WRITER'S NOTE: hello everyone! i hope you are all doing well. please enjoy this next chapter!

- cehilmot

ALLURO:

"Vincent? Vincent, wake up. Wake up! Please I can't lose you too. Not you. Wake up!" I shout at him while I perform CPR, "Wake up!"

"It's no use child. You must use the gift you have. That's the only way you'll be able to bring him back." The demonic voice orders.

"No. I won't use it. Come on Vincent. Wake up."

"You need to. If you don't, you'll lose him for good."

"No. I can do this. Shaide I don't need to use it."

"Yes, you do. Use it."

"No. I am not going to yield to you. I won't use it."

"Yes, you will. You will use it child."

"No. Stay away from me."

"Use it, otherwise you know will happen to you."

Vincent splutters, coughing up water from his lungs. He's breathing. That's good. I help him lie on his side. After a few minutes he sits up.

"I told you Shaide. I can do it without my gift. I don't need to use it for everything."

"You will realise that you need it more than you think. There is something coming, you just don't know."

"When it does. I will know."

I watch Vincent sit up. He looks around only to see that we're back at the start. He sighs in defeat and frustration. He stands up and yells. A long, loud, and powerful yell of frustration. He stands up alright. I guess he...

"Vincent. Careful you just woke up." I inform slightly aggressively.

"And you look like you've been crying." He says smiling as he wipes my check, "Were you crying?"

I didn't even realise tears were falling from my face. How could he see that I was crying? I wasn't. I made sure to fall into the lake and...right. I dried his clothes up and my face. He must have noticed I was wet.

"Ally? Did you hear what I just sad in my head?" He asked quietly.

"What? You didn't say anything." I reply confused.

"I asked if you were okay."

"Yeah, I'm fine. Come on, we going to climb again."

"Ally, we just fell from the top of the mountain, I'm tired and I don't want to climb that thing anymore. We're going to be late for school."

"Don't worry, you won't be climbing. I'll be carrying you so you can rest."

"No, that's too dangerous. Not even the most skilled rock climbers would do that."

"Well, I'm not like them, am I?" I snap.

"You're not and that is my point. You had to jump from placing to placing."

I don't respond. He said he was tired, and he didn't want to climb. I can fix those problems. I walk back to him and slide my hands under his shirts to his bare chest. Before he can talk, I start focusing my energy into my hands and press it into him. When I feel that he has enough strength I stop. I bring my hands out and open my eyes.