Difference (Part Two)

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by CallXMeXBella
by CallXMeXBella
                                    
                                              Continuing the same day of the Sully's arrival in Awa'atlu.
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Tsireya suggested that after dinner, her, Ao'nung, and I should show the Omaticaya children around, let them find their way through our dear Awa'atlu, which every Metkayina holds close to their heart. Of course though, Ao'nung brought Rotxo which wasn't a good idea, and the evening may even end in awkward anger.
"Why are they taking so long?" Ao'nung groaned, gaining a slap on his arm from me. 
"Do not be so rude, let them settle. They are guests here and we will help them. Otherwise I'll tell Sempul how ill-mannered you are."
"But he's not doing anything deeply wrong." Rotxo shrugs as he fights off a taunting grin that I could not understand.
"A girl will always find a way, her way." I cock my hip to the side and cross my arms, wiping his cheeky smile from his face.
"That's hardly fair!" Ao'nung accuses.
"You're hardly fair! Give them a chance." I nod my head in the direction of the newcomers hut entrance and let my arms drop.
Ao'nung huffs and edges closer to Rotxo as soon as the Omaticaya kids stroll outside, scanning the serene aura that our tranquil reef holds at eclipse with amazed eyes and dropped jaws of awe. First the two boys come out -smiling and laughing-, then the girls come out -the teenager holding the child on her hip- and the tallest boy suddenly spots me within the beauty of Awa'atlu, with a stare as if I was more dazzling than the luminescence of our colourful home.
I felt pink in the cheeks and shifted my gaze to my feet, ignoring all around me to smile slightly. 
"Oh my god Y/n, you can't seriously like that freak." Ao'nung growls.
My head snaps up and suddenly I'm frowning, my sugary sweet feeling sifting out of my body and being replaced with a heated fire. "He's not a freak!" I slap his cheek, hard, and he stumbles back. "None of them are! 
"Y/n." Tsireya urges, not wanting us to start a fight and to set an example for the guests.
Ao'nung looks annoyed, mad even, and pushes me away harshly by the shoulders. I let my jaw drop slightly at this jerk, who just so happened to be related to me. 
The angry impulse within my blood boiled, and turned into a rushing adrenaline as I pushed him back. "Woah!" Rotxo cried, as he tried to come between me and my brother.
I clawed from Rotxo's grip at Ao'nung crying, "can you not be nice for once? For once in your life can you not accept things? I hate you! You're so stubborn!" Rotxo has me, holding me back by my arms, and by the time I was struggling on my feet, the Omaticaya were here, watching us. 
"They don't belong here! They have demon blood! You can't seriously accept them!" Ao'nung roars back.
I groan, as if the Omaticaya weren't there, and scream, "they have nowhere else to go!" 
"Yes they do!"
 I snatch my arms from Rotxo's hands and say softer, "we just happen to be lucky."
Although I wasn't crying aloud, that didn't mean I wasn't in a rage. Tsireya came up timidly to my side and took my hand, holding it gently in both of hers. Somehow her movement begged me to look at her and I saw the despair in her eyes. Those beautiful, blue eyes. 
I bow my head and she embraces me, a hand reaching for behind my neck and pulling me close. Then she lets go and shares a look with Ao'nung, a reasoning look.
Final part tomorrow, apologies if this didn't spike any interest but all good things come in time.  If you have any suggestions, comment below.
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