DARK HUMAN

Chapter Twenty-Nine

As she wakes up, her stomach begins to growl, and sweat runs down her face. With both ears also having a high pitch ringing noise, she wipes the sweat off her face with her hand, and then grasps the Amethyst necklace from her cleavage. Reading the energy that's around her, she senses that Kyle's on his way home, and Amelia and Ivory are sleeping over at Ivory's. And with the energy fading moments later, she then gets up, and turns on the living room fan. As the cold air hits her body, she gets a sense of relief, and goes out to the kitchen, and opens those windows. Putting her face up to the screen, she stares out the window, and breathes in the fresh air, while the sweat slowly dissipates from her body, and the ringing in her ears subsides.

Within moments, the energy becomes heavy around her, and she pulls back her gaze, and looks around the room, as Kyle's headlights appear around the corner. With him coming down the road, he then turns on the high beams, and pulls into the driveway. And as they reflect throughout the house, he then turns them off, and puts his vehicle in park, and she walks up to the front door. Opening the door, he then opens the driver side door, and she asks, "You're home early. Why did you come home in the middle of the night? How was New York?"

"New York was fun. I only caught a couple of bass. I came home early because I wanted to beat the traffic," he says, as he gets out of the truck, and grabs his fishing rods, and the small blue suitcase out of the backseat.

As she stands in the doorway, and watches him, she asks, "You want some coffee?"

"Nah! I'm good," he says, as he walks into the house without looking at her and drops his suitcase on the kitchen floor. Walking into the fishing room with his fishing rods in his hands, he puts them on the wall, while he yells, "What did you end up doing while I was gone?"

"Ivory and I went to the Salem flea market. Then Amelia and Ivory came over last night. We had a girl's night," she yells, as she leans on the kitchen counter, and sips her hot coffee.

"Did you have fun?" he asks.

"Yeah! It was fun," she yells, as the events from yesterday run through her mind.

"Oh hey! Before I forget, I ordered a large dumpster."

"A large dumpster? For what?" she yells, while she rolls her eyes.

"I want to throw things out," he says, as he peeks his head out of the fishing room. As his energy hits her from every direction, pressure then pushes on top of her head, and the lower part of her neck, and he then says while he looks at her, "I ordered it because we have too much stuff."

"When is it coming?"

"It should be here in a few weeks!"

"Few Weeks," she says, as she puts her coffee cup on the counter, and then walks towards the fishing room, while she touches certain items with the palm of her hand to read his energy. Sensing the head games and betrayal, she walks up to him, and then says, "Okay!"

"Is that's okay?" he asks, as he walks up to her.

"Yeah! It's okay. You should have just talked to me about it first," she says, as she becomes dizzy. Trying to brush off the energy, she then says, "What do you want to throw out?"

"I don't know. Whatever you think we need to throw out! Besides all that, what did you buy at the flea market?" he asks, as he stares at the necklace in her cleavage.

"Oh! I bought this necklace," she says, as she pulls it out from her cleavage, and shows him the amethyst stone. Cusping the purple stone in her hand, she then says, "I actually bought a couple of them. There's a rose quartz necklace in the jewelry box."

"Oh. That's a nice necklace. What's the stone supposed to mean?" he asks, as he grasps the stone.

"It supposed to give you intuition, clarity, and helps you with your dreams. Especially if your dreams are wild," she says, as she looks up at him.

"Luna. They're just dreams. They don't mean anything. You know that I don't believe in that sh@t," he says, as he puts the necklace in her cleavage, and then pats her boobs.

"Well, you should believe! What else did you do this weekend? Why didn't you call?" she asks with skepticism, as she leans on the fishing room doorframe, and crosses her arms, and eyes his cell phone on the table.

"I didn't do too much. I just hung out with Tim and fished. You know, the same old sh@t. I don't know why I didn't call. I just didn't."

"You know that it only takes a couple of minutes to say hi," she says, as Geo's dark energy hits her body and chakras.

"Why didn't you call me then?" he says, as he picks up his phone, and puts it in his back pocket.

"I don't know. You should have called me," she says, as she looks behind him, and stares around the fishing room.

As he lightly touches her left shoulder, he then walks out of the room, and into the living room. And as he stands there with his back turned to her, he then turns around, and looks at her, and says, "You know that I love you, right. Anyways, how's the purple working?"

"I love you to," she says, as she walks up to him, and stands in front of him, as Geo's psychic self then appears behind Kyle. As she looks over his shoulder, she then says, "I'm not sure if it's working. I'm wearing it all the time, but I don't feel that I'm heightening my senses."

As he watches her, he then turns around, and looks where she's looking, and he asks, "What is it? What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing. I'm looking at nothing," she says in a flat tone. As she gives him a hug, she then squeezes him tightly, and watches Geo psychic self-dissipate, and then says, "Come on! Let's go to bed. Why don't you go on up first. I'll be up in a minute. I'll lock up."

"Okay! That sounds like a plan," he says, as he kisses her on the forehead, and then walks upstairs.

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