The Destiny of Angels

Chapter 10

Cleo looks at me as I walk into her room. "Where have you been??" She asks me. It was apparent from the way she was looking at me that she was annoyed with me.

What should I tell her? I know that if I tell her I was in Cash's room alone with him that she would freak out, but I doubt she would like me being in the park being watched by a potential murderer much either. The truth was always a good idea, so perhaps if I leave out some details she won't get upset. "I was a little agitated after working out, so I went outside to get some air. Cash let me in," I explain simply.

"It took you that long to just get some air?" She questions. Her brows furrow at me, obviously not entirely believing my answer, but hey it was the truth.

"I kinda zoned out while I was outside, lost track of time." Also the truth, though when I zoned out I went into some kinda freaky vision. A vision I still hadn't wrapped my mind around yet. Having a vision meant not being human, which may mean I could be a foreseerer. It almost made sense, it would explain my weird dreams or the fuzzy scenes that sometimes played in my head.

"So you weren't talking to Cash that whole time?" The edge in her voice scares me. Usually, Clementine is bubbly and light, demanding but never completely serious, almost like Cashel was. They had a weird way of lightening serious moments up until they were upset that is. When they were upset, they were both terrifying. As much as I want to feel comfortable around them, I have never been able to shake off the feeling that there was something off, something dark, about them.

"No, I mean we talked for a little bit when I let him in. More argued really than anything," I answer her. Her body tightens up as she casts me a look that almost resembles a glare. "What's wrong?" I ask a mild defensive tone slipping into my voice. I didn't do anything wrong that would give her the right to look at me like that.

"Just stay away from my brothers okay?" Her voice was demanding as if she was trying to boss me around just like Cash did. These two know how to be controlling and annoying for sure.

"Not that I want to get close to your brothers, but why?" I ask. Maybe, just maybe, she had a good reason for bossing me around other than her just wanting to control everything. I had to give my best friend the benefit of the doubt, didn't I?

"They tend to ruin my friendships, take away everyone I am close to. I have lost too many best friends because of those two already. I refuse to lose you too, Aurella," she explains. She had a point, she did tell me she lost a few friends after her brothers broke their hearts, but something about the whole situation still didn't feel right to me. Maybe her brothers breaking their hearts was only part of the story.

"If I did get close to one of your brothers, even if they did break my heart, that wouldn't ruin our friendship," I clarify. "Cleo, you are my best friend and I don't take that lightly. Nothing like that would ever get in the way of our friendship."

Almost sulking, she sits there quietly. "Just promise me you won't ever say even one more word to them. Just stay away from them completely." The dark edge returned to her voice, unsettling me.

"I'm not just going to completely ignore them, that's rude Clementine. I'm not going to be rude just because you're insecure." I admit I was getting a tone in my voice too. I'm getting tired of being bossed around all of the time. Tired of getting treated like I don't deserve the right to a say, or to even know the whole situation.

"So you are saying you like Cash, aren't you?" She squints at me. "Otherwise you would just agree not to speak to them. You're already choosing him over me!" She was yelling at me at this point.

"I don't like Cash, honestly I can barely stand him. I'm just tired of you bossing me around all the time Clementine. I'm not a rude person, I don't have it in me to just straight up ignore people. Besides if I did develop feelings for that obnoxious jerk, that would be my choice. I wouldn't just drop you, especially because I know it would be my damn fault," I stated as calmly as I can. For a split second, Cash laying there on his bed, muscles gleaming, pops into my head. I shake it off, feeling a small amount of heat fill my cheeks. Silently, I hope that Cleo will mistake the pink of my cheeks for anger, instead of me being attracted to her annoying mess of a brother.