Rise from the ashes (an elemental tale)

Moving Day

I rest my head on the door frame feeling utterly exhausted. One glance into my room and I lose hope that we'll be done anytime soon.

"You do know that this would all be a bit easier if you just used your abilities to move a couple things, right?" stated Alexander.

Sweat was beading on his forehead and his muscles strained when he picked up yet another box.

It's been precisely one day since the Zayne incident and after my talk with Blake about this new ability I'm able to use I haven't exactly been wanting to use any of my abilities, not until I deem it a right moment to do so. That moment is not now.

The Meyer's contingency plan has been implemented. We're closing up shop and moving. Hence why Alexander is helping me with a couple of things.

Since I'm not using my abilities to help with the heavy lifting he's taken it upon himself to do the same. Which is why he's currently sweating buckets.

"You do know that just because I'm not using my abilities doesn't mean you can't, right?" I fired back.

He glared in my direction and continued his suffering. This time not blabbing to me about it.

We're not moving far though, we'll be situated within walking distance of the school they say. Which sounds reasonable, but the real question is, what's their view of walking distance?

Does that mean 1 km, 2 km, 10 km?? I sometimes worry about their ability to use reason.

I sigh and continue helping Alexander move these boxes. The past couple of days have been chaotic to say the least. My reappearing memories messed with my ability to tell my past feelings from my present ones. Because of that my emotionally-addled brain went into overdrive, thinking things were there when they weren't.

Recently I've taken the time to think things through and arrange the chaos transpiring in my mind. I've realised that what I thought I felt for Alexander was merely attraction. Like any other 17 year old girl who sees something she likes.

Except, my out of tune emotions are rushing right back into me and that's making me feel these things way worse than if I was a normal 17 year old girl. That I'll just have to deal with as life goes on.

Before I know it I've placed the final box in the back of the moving van, my thoughts having occupied the space in my brain I use for conversing. Meaning I've been antisocial this whole day, except for the few words I exchanged with Alexander earlier.

Mayu notices this and places her hand on my arm, wanting to comfort me. I unknowingly flinch causing her to drop her hand just as suddenly as she placed it upon me.

I'm still getting used to everyone, which means I'm not exactly comfortable around them yet but I'm trying. I end up giving Mayu a weak smile for her attempt to reach out to me.

I appreciate the effort, it's just kinda useless right now. Too many hectic things have happened right after one another and my brain is still trying to catch up. As a result I've been zoning out.

One too many times.

I've seen the permanent frown on my protectors forehead all day long. He's not happy about my here one moment and gone the next attitude. He worries and I hate that he does.

He's gotten better though, at reading me. He knows when I need help and when I'm just stuck in my head. He just dislikes either.

I force my tired body into the car awaiting my presence. Once my head hits the shoulder of the person next to me I'm out like a light. The thoughts churning in my mind finally coming to a standstill to give my brain some time to relax and allow the darkness to ensue.