It has been about 30 minutes since the siblings came home after buster having caught Winter doing illegal street racing, with Buster being mad at Winter, she can't take it anymore so she snaps at him and they haven't spoken since.
Buster's P.O.V:
Winter and I had gotten home about half an hour ago, and she hasn't even looked in my direction since she lost it. I was standing in the kitchen, drinking a massive cup of water, debating in my head whether or not I should take an aspirin or two.
I look behind me and see that Winter is standing there, still wearing what she was when I found her at the races.
"Winter, I'm not happy with you and I'm not in the mood," I say to her, but she just rolls her eyes and leans against the doorframe.
"Oh did you think I came in here to talk to you and become close siblings again, Big Bro?" Winter asks me in a way that worries me a little bit.
Winter walks towards me, and since I'm not happy I just let out everything that was on my mind.
"Winter, you're running around as if you have no responsibility in life, you're doing dangerous things that you could lose your life doing. You're being a stupid little brat, and the worst part is, you don't care what I say you're just gonna keep doing it anyway because you're you and you're a rebel," I yell at her slightly.
Winter's P.O.V:
Buster's yelling at me and he don't know that I ain't listening but hey he did get something right, that no matter what I'd still just do whatever I want.
"HEY BUSTER STOP YELLING AT ME ALREADY, I'VE ENOUGH I CAN PROTECT MYSELF, I'M HIGHLY TRAINED IN HAND-TO-HAND COMBAT IN CASE YOU'VE FORGOTTEN. I'M MORE POWERFUL THAN YOU AND I'M MORE DANGEROUS," I shout at Buster.
Buster just looks at me, shocked, confused and angry. He went to say something but he was cut off because suddenly the cutlery drawer opened and all of the knives come flying out and at Buster. But he was quick enough to dodge them, that was when I finally snapped outta it.
"Oh my damn god!" I whisper to myself and I run out of the kitchen and into the basement, I was freaking out beyond belief right now. I know that I made the knives do that myself but I didn't even do any spell at all, I don't even know a spell that does anything like that.
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The Truth (#JustWriteIt #OnceUponNow)
FantasiaA 16 years old dude and his 13 years old sister find out the truth about their family and about their family's long, innocent and evil blood covered history. Now is the time that the siblings find out the truth about what happens before the darkness...
