The Other Side Of Me [Sequel to Faen's Child]

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

“This is not the first time already, Kenton. Do you think something is going to happen to him? Why is this happening to Raun?” Again, my sister’s voice was there when I woke up. Was this going to become a habit, for me to wake up and find my sister worried like hell over me –and have me realizing that I must have conked out somehow?

“I’m sure Raun’s fine. He’s just a little tired from working his elements. From what I learnt from Noel, your brother has been training and training his element even harder than a kid on his finals. We don’t know what his motivation factor is, but it changes no fact that Raun has improved his water-wielding skills even twice-fold better than second-year students. I have not checked in on Kote Elodin yet, but I’m pretty sure he’s been working hard on his air-studies too. He could be overworking.” I heard Kenton replying, and even though I should be touched that my brother-in-law cared so much about me, I felt freaked out.

Hey, seventeen year old hyperactive kid, finally getting a life outside his family; I needed people stay away from nosing into it.

“Stop being a busybody… Kenton. Go sit on your throne and be a spoilt vampire prince…” I groaned as I put a hand up to hold up my head while I forced my body to sit up. I think my body was beginning to build a resistance against head-induced aches, because despite the unwillingness of my muscles to move, mind over body, I managed to get myself sitting up.

“Raun! You shouldn’t get up if you still have a headache.” My sister was the first to pamper, but I waved her away as I held on to the side of my head. I felt no bumps anywhere. On the bright side, when I had fallen unconscious, I hadn’t fallen on my head. I guess that was the only bright side.

“Be a darling, Ashe, and go back to sit on that Faen’s Child chair that you have on the Council and leave the pampering to Mum.” The headache must have made my manners blunt, but I purposefully didn’t meet their eyes. They didn’t need to tell me for me to know what happened. Though I don’t remember most of it, I knew enough that I had been knocked out in the middle of Council Dinner –which was probably the biggest embarrassment I had so far here –save the bandage.

“I can’t with you like this, Raun.” Ashe insisted as I rubbed my head, swinging my legs over the side of the bed.

“Like what? I’m fine, Ashe. And even if something happens to me right now, in case you haven’t noticed, there’s nothing you can do. So just go and leave me alone.” I poured myself a cup of water to drink from the side-table. I recognized this room –this room was the room I would have when I stayed with my parents. I mean, now that my parents lived here permanently, it was natural that I got a room of my own here right?

“But I will still be worried about you if I go, Raun. Just let me stay.” My sister begged, and though I knew she was just being overly caring and worried about me, it was starting to get on my nerves. The first few times; I felt touched. A few more times, and I was going to blow my top. I shouldn’t be. But the headache was rubbing me dry, and I honestly felt horrible and not up to entertaining Ashe’s motherly questions.

“Go, Ashe. Give me some time alone, because I really need it right now.” I avoided eye contact with my sister, not feeling up to telling her to scram while looking at the hurt in her eyes. I knew she would be torn, but I was helping her make a choice here, right?

“Raun, does it hurt to be a little more polite to your sister?” Kenton asked, and I could hear a frown in his voice. Who was he to condemn me for my lack of manners to my sister? I barely knew him.

“Stay out of our family matters, Kenton.” I warned with a snap, and it must have hurt my sister so very much that I was rude to my brother-in-law. I never understood the mechanics of a woman’s mind, and sure didn’t understand my sister. I was allowed to be rude to her, but not her husband?