Chapter 11
(so what makes you a demon)
1-stronger animal side and instincts
2-stronger and faster reflexes
3-controling energies- from most common to less
thermal-electrical-physical-environmental))
Run. Run faster. My feet about to give up and my lungs areburning. I can't out run them. Oh god, I will die.
I sat up straight. Breathing hard. My hair is sticking on my face.
Just a nightmare, I looked at the clock. 1 AM.
Oh god, I'm so tired. I'll go back to sleep.
I laid there calming my breath and heart.
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Red eyes staring at me. It's evil, I can feel it in my bones.
Then the red part started to expand in the white until the whole eye is shining red. It's calling to me.
I woke up for the fifth time tonight. I jumped out of bed. I feel so tiered, my body hates me. But no way I'm going to sleep even if it was only 3 AM.
I take a shower. But something is wrong. I can feel the room shaking a bit. There is like a static energy in the air.
I went to the mirror after wrapping a towel around me.
I gasped. My hair is longer, reaching the middle of my back.
I'm sure it wasn't that long yesterday. Was it?
And the dark circles around my eyes with the red eyes just make me scary. Am I losing weight? I think my cheekbones are more visible.
I wear a ripped skinny jeans and a black T-shirt. I put my hair in a high pony tail and I wore my sneakers.
As I was walking downstairs the shaky floor and static air fallow me.
In the kitchen the pans and glass starting to pound against each other, which make me more irritated, which increase the shaking and pounding. Crap.
I just went outside without the cup of coffee I was planning to get.
I sat at the swing next to the small pond. The water started to move in small waves. I just sat there watching the sun rises.
I lost myself in my thoughts.
"Sarah" dad called from behind me.
"Yes, dad" I looked at him, he was standing at the double glass door wearing a Grey suit.
"Could you come here, please" he went inside
I walked behind him to the leaving room the shaking still fallow me.
He sat at the sofa and I sat next to him.
He looked at my face and eyes. Until his eyes fell on my hair.
"Oh my, you're changing so fast. I think we must go to the Capital. We can't wait any more. You're gaining your powers fast and you won't be able to control them until you have the ceremony. It's not safe but we can't wait Any longer"
"Why? it's not safe" I asked
"You're very important and some people want to hurt you"
I huffed "Yeah, you keep telling me that but you won't explain"
"You are a princess "
"I'm a What?" I don't know how to feel. Is there any more surprises?
I said"No I'm not"
Dad just smiled "I'm sorry honey, but you are THE princess"
After a minute of trying to absorb that "That makes you a king, right?" I asked
He looked down then he looked at me and cleared his throat "No"
"Huh?" confusion was clear on my face.
He wouldn't meet my eyes.
"I am not your biological father" he said
"I'm so sorry" he pleaded
Now I reach the breaking point. I can officially say my life was a lie.
I can hear my Dad say something but I can't comprehend what.
"Who are you" I heard myself say without looking at him
"I'm a friend of your parents. You must know I love you as a daughter"
Parents?" my voice broke"
"Your mother is died" he said clearly getting the question.
"But your father is the king"
A Father
I feel the sting of tears in my eyes, I stood up and walked away to my room as the first tear dropped.
I don't know why I'm crying but it felt like the right response.
He didn't want me? I don't understand
I can feel myself pity turning into anger and frustration.
The shaking increased to the point that things started to full to the ground.
I need to calm down. I took deep breath and thought about happy things. But nothing could calm me. This only increased my anger.
The widow broke and a strong wind filled the room.
I just stood there. Shaking. Tears running down my cheeks. My back hurt.
The door burst open. My father was standing there.
"Your face" he said looking shocked and worried.
When he mentions it I felt the felt the side of my face thrumming.
I looked down at the Brocken mirror shreds.
I gasped, my face has multiple cut wounds manly in the left side. And the blood is dripping down my chin mixed with tears
Then it started to sting. And the wounds started to close in front of my eyes
My eyes widen and I look up to my dad to see the same shock on his face
What is happening to me" I screamed"
And I could hear the walls crack
"Sarah, you need to calm down" Dad said sternly
How dare he, he's not even my real father.
I started to see in red and my back pain increased
"Sarah" my dad said fear clear in his voice. That did it
My vision back to normal and the shaking and winds stopped.
I'm sorry" I whispered"
"I know, you didn't mean to" he said in a soft voice. He walked to me and hugged me tightly.
I shed silent tears in his arms
He said"I think we need to go to the capital now"
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I am not EVIL, I just lost control
Fantasy"I'm not a monster, I'm not evil" I whispered the last part. I can feel a single tear escaping my eye and rolling down my left cheek. "We are not what you see in movies or read in books" he told me. Sarah thought she had a normal teenage life with...