Her Return | L.D [Burning Legacy #2]

eighteen

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I couldn't believe my ears, this moment was happening. How was I going to react? How was my mom going to react? Was she going to hate me? Will she want her power back? I don't have my powers anymore, will she want to kill me? What will happen?

"Go." Gabby mouths.

I stand up.

Stiles takes my hand and we slowly walk up the steps.

Liam stops me before I enter the room.

"You'll do good." He whispers hugging me tightly.

I breath out into his chest.

Scott was leaning against the railing.

"Thank you." I hug him softly.

he lets go, and I slowly make my way into the room.

My mind had been thinking of the current situation and how crazy this is.

All these questions that I will never know.

What are the blueprints for?

What were they really for?

Why all these lies?

Is conner behind this all?

My head spins.

But then I met her delicate brown eyes.

"Mom." I breath out.

She has a sweet smile, she sat slouched on my bed with a blanket over her body to keep her warm.

"Hey." She whispers her lips a chapped pink color and her face wrinkled and exhausted looking.

I rush to her convincing myself that this really was happening. I fall into her lap saying nonsense.

"I'm sorry I lost all the power and I have no idea what I am and I need help I'm so lost I need you to say." I say rapidly breathing heavily afterwards.

"Kayla look at me." I lift my head looking into my mothers eyes.

"It's been a while since you last saw your mother. She's not staying here forever. Please Kayla, ask me something you know you're dying to ask her." She nods.

I was confused, why was she referring to herself in the third person?

"You're not my mother are you?" I choke a sob.

she looks down a small smirk across her face.

I stand up.

"You asshole! I hate you conner! I hate you!" I shriek loudly.

A swift of air passed through the room and the door closed and then it was locked.

I heard bangs and loud knocks on it by Scott and Liam.

I rush over trying to open it, I had been focusing more on the door then anything.

I turned again to see Conner standing there and the outfit my mother had been wearing the night she died scattered across the floor.

he was fixing his own outfit.

I turn to face him my breathing increasing heavily.

He was aging himself, it looked like he hadn't shaved in a while and his eyes were droopy and his hair wasn't as beautiful and voluminous as it use to be.

"Hi sweetheart." He had a half smirk.

"Conner." I say bitterly.

"How about we have that talk now?" He nods.

He had a serious look and it looked like he was fighting with himself on if he wanted to do this at the very moment.

"Never! You asshole. I hate you more than anything in the whole world!" I shriek loudly.

there was a loud vibration through out the room making Conner fall to the ground cupping his ears.

I was still screaming, loudly.

I was frustrated, mad, and overall upset.

My eyes were shedding tears.

I finally stopped screaming all of the hatred I had for him out and the room slowly stopped vibrating.

He turns wearily onto his side suffering from my loud scream.

"Cool it. I didn't want to hurt you." He sighs struggling to get up.

"Cool it?" I repeat glaring down at him.

"Fine, calm down?" He offers.

"Conner open the damn door!" I yell again making him cover his ears again.

"No! I can't let you! I can't -- we have to -- talk!" He yells my yelling physically hurting him.

I get on my knees beside him feeling terrible for the pain I had been causing him.

"I'm sorry." I grip onto his arm trying to yank it off of his ear.

"Please." I shake him lightly.

He was sobbing, curled up in a little ball his eyes shut and constant groans.

"I'm sorry." He says.

"I'm sorry." He yells loudly in pain, as if someone had been stinging him.

I noticed I had been causing him more pain by touching him.

His skin burned where my hand had been.

I remove it quickly.

He calms slightly.

"Conner." I whisper.

"I'm sorry." He says with slow heavy breaths.

I step back leaning against the door getting as far away as possible from him.

He rolls onto his back coughing and heaving for air.

"I'm sorry Kayla. I - I can't control this anymore. I can't do it." He begins.

We were having this talk now, whether we both liked it or not.

And I wasn't too excited.

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June 18th

his breaths were still strong and heavy, my back was against the door and I could hear Stiles and Scott debating on whether or not to tear the door down.

"I can't control this thing inside of me. I need help Kayla. It leaves me alone when I'm in pain, and I'm not going to lie. I love feeling pain. It reminds me that I'm still conner. I'm still the normal brother you had 3 years ago." His voice was soft yet hoarse. And he meant every word.

"I'm sorry I pretended to get mom back, it was the only way to get you to talk to me right now. It's urgent. And I knew you would hurt me like this, that's why I wanted you to do this. The gani won't leave me alone until I kill you kayla. And I have a plan, you just need to trust me." He whispers looking at me, his eyes.

His eyes they weren't that neon green anymore, they were their rightful color.

They were brown and sincere.

But how could I trust him?

"It has to do with me feeling pain every second of every day. Please. We'll go back to beacon hills if you want. Please Kayla, Please trust me."

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should kayla really trust conner?

You tell me!

I might just maybe add your idea to the finale (;