Chapter Eleven: A Broken Promise

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Why are we here?" I whispered to Adrian in confusion, surprised that he didn't take me back home so I could get the shouting of a lifetime.

It has been at least a half hour since Adrian saw my burnt hand and I thought for sure that he would take me to my dad.

"Are you saying you would rather go back home?" Adrian teased from beside me. "I don't think you realize it, but dad's pretty angry that you and Ayden went to play hide and seek in the middle of the night."

I was about to open my mouth and tell him that I would rather stay here, but Adrian continued to talk without waiting for my reply.

"Not to mention you burnt your hand again using your fire ability. I don't know about you, but if I was dad, I would probably ground both you and Ayden for a month at least."

I huffed and stuck my tongue out at him, hating him for his teasing and knowing for a fact that he was right. Adrian chuckled softly before wrapping his hand around my wrist and leading me to the top of the tree house. "Now is that any way to act to the person who just saved you from possible grounding?"

When we reached inside the treehouse, I turned my gaze at him but still narrowed my eyes. "Possible grounding?! Daddy's going to ground me even if he doesn't see my burnt hand."

Adrian put his hand on his chin and pretended to think deeply. I grumbled out when he let out a smug smile. "You're totally right, sister. You'll probably be grounded for two weeks. But look on the bright side." His voice was too chirpy for my liking.

"What bright side?" I moaned, knowing for a fact that there was no bright side.

"Well there's no bright side for you, little sister. But at least I don't have to listen to your stupid shows for two whole weeks!" He started laughing at the end, and I stomped my foot on the ground childishly.

"I hate you," I whined out, completely upset that I can't watch my favourite show anymore.

Adrian continued to chuckle but slowly stopped and let out a sigh when he saw that my hands were still clenched at my side. "No you don't Ariel, but enough of that." His voice turned solemn in an instant while he started searching for the first aid kit in the treehouse. "We need to get you fixed up, before the bleeding gets worse."

I raised an eyebrow when he took out the kit, and started rummaging inside of it. "Um, do you even know what you're doing Adrian?"

Adrian's eyes snapped towards me, when he picked up a gauze and a bottle filled with clear liquid. "Of course I know what I'm doing. I saw mom and the Luna do it so many times. How hard can it be?"

I looked uneasily at him, and then returned my gaze back to the first-aid equipment. "B-but, are you-"

"Look Ariel," Adrian mumbled out, his voice catching my attention, making me look up at him. "If you don't want me to do it, then we'll just go home and let the Luna do it herself. And then after you're cleaned up, I guess you'll have the honour of explaining to dad how exactly you got your hand burnt."

I immediately shoved my burnt hand towards him and he grabbed it with a smirk, without making a sound. Slowly he unscrewed the bottle and I gulped audibly, knowing that the medicine was going to sting my hand. I never was good with those type of pain.

"Relax," Adrian whispered comfortingly from beside me, and I took a deep breath when he held my shaking hand in a firm grip. "You trust me, don't you?" He spoke in such a serious tone that I instantly nodded.

"Always," I murmured out and as soon as those words left my mouth, he gave me a small smile.

"And you know I'll always protect you, wherever you are?" Adrian asked me in a serious tone, and I nodded my head slowly, knowing that it was the truth. .

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