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{ Seven Years Ago )


i walk inside, kicking the door closed behind me.

"i'm home!" i yell. "mama? daddy?"

"in the kitchen veda!" i hear my mom.

i walk in the kitchen, seeing the two seated at the table.

"can i get a snack?" i ask, while walking into the kitchen.

"have a seat veda," my dad says, his tone serious.

i frown, taking my backpack off, setting it on the floor while i take a seat across from the two.

"what's going on?" i ask.

"these nightmares you're having; we want to get you help for them," my mom says.

"you said they would go away," i tell her.

"but we see now that they aren't slowing down. they're getting worse. the lights-"

"david," my mom interrupts. "we want to get you the proper help that you need. that means... that means that we might not see much of each other for a while."

"what?!" i question.

"it'll just be for a few years," my dad tells me.

i look between the two, wondering if this is some sort of joke they conjured up to mess with me.

"no," i tell them. "i'm not leaving you guys!"

"veda, these people, they can help you," my mom insists.

"you can help me. you're my parents! you're just giving up on me!"

"veda, we care for you. we want the best for you," my mom says.

"daddy?!" i cry, looking at him.

surely he won't let this happen!

"trust us veda. let's just try this. us, your parents, we've tried everything we could've," he says.

i scoot my chair out and stand.

"no."

"veda tucker, we are your parents, and you are the daughter. next week, we will go ahead and get packed," my mom says.

"i'm not going! no!"

i start to walk away, the anger in my body festering into a strong, deep vibration.

the lights begin to flicker all around me.

"veda! calm down baby!" i hear my dad.

"you don't love me. you never did! you just want to pawn me away!" i scream at them, turning to them.

"that's not true veda," my mom says, shaking her head, and standing, my dad copying her actions.

"don't send me away," i cry.

"you're uncontrollable!" my dad yells.

"family don't give up on each other!"

the vibrations move into my arms, heating them up.

i scream, the energy releasing from my body.

fire shoots out toward my parents and once it touches them, i watch them turn to ash right in front of me.

i drop to my knees, breathing hard.

"daddy?" i whisper, staring at the two piles. "mama?"

i look down at my arms.

what did i just do?


"and that was it," i breathe, tears sliding down my eyes. "i packed what i could carry and made it my mission to leave the state."

"you were 13 v," ray tells me.

"i couldn't risk getting caught and explaining what happened to my parents, or getting experimented on."

"did any family help?"

"everyone thought i was kidnapped. i let it stay that way."

"you were on the streets at 13?"

"yeah. for about three years. i worked until i was able to get my own apartment. i used fake IDs and went by a completely different name: star manning," i chuckle. "it sounds like a porn star name."

"i'm sorry v," ray says.

"don't be. i had seven years to work through it. they wanted to give me away. to be experimented on. i couldn't do that. who knows who they told about what i had. so i kept my powers a secret. but i often wonder, how they could just give up on me."

"some parents don't deserve kids."

"i don't think they really loved me either. weird, that we're all only child's except gray and dom. you think it has something to do with anything?"

"i don't know. i wish someone would tell us how we're the way we are. i'm tired of coming up with theories. i want the origin now. and you didn't have to hide that story from me, or from us. you saw what dominic and i did to georgia when she died. we don't have room to judge. whether it was a mistake or not, it wouldn't do anything to change our perception about you. you're one of us, and we wouldn't turn our back on you," she says.

i smile and turn to her.

"you guys are good family. i'm proud to be apart of it. i'll fight any battle with you."

"we're gonna be there for each other," she says, moving over and placing her forehead on mine.

i believe her.

the group before ray's betrayed me. but this group; i believe them.

i believe them wholeheartedly.

these are my people.

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