Curiosity Can Kill

Chapter 12: Betrayal

She turned around and I could see clear as day that it was Nat. That doesn’t mean I wanted to believe it. She had the same expression I had on my face. “Reagan? What are you doing here?” She sounded like she was confused, but something about the way she emphasized her confusion made me think that she knew more than she was letting on.

                By this time there were only five Malums left, including Nat. The weird thing was that everyone stopped and backed up by their respective groups. The Malums behind Nat, and 216 behind me. “I could say the same to you. You’re a Malum?” It was more of a statement than a question. There was a hint of anger pierced in my voice, but I held it in as best as I could incase this was just one big misunderstanding. It could happen.

                “Look, my dad’s the head of the Malums and I’ve been working for him for years. I know I should’ve told you, but I was afraid you’d think I was weird for having powers. You’re my best friend, Reagan. But why didn’t you tell me you were going to be in the AOSS. You know I was always the open minded one. You could’ve told me.”

                I was partially offended by the fact that she was back handedly saying I wasn’t open minded. But I knew I should’ve told her. She wouldn’t have told anyone. Right? “Same reason I guess.”

                “She’s lying.” Henderson spat out from behind.

                “What?” I guess telepathic skills came in handy for back stabbing best friends.

                “I don’t need telepathy to tell she’s lying. The Malum have been our enemies for years, and your mom has always been a big target for them. She’s known the whole time you guys have been friends. She knew what your mom did. The Malums also get reports on us all the time, so she had to know you had some sort of power. In fact, her kinds are the ones who killed your mom. I also happen to know that her kind don’t befriend anyone that isn’t one of theirs. You were just an assignment for her.” My heart felt like someone was squeezing it with their bare hands. I could practically feel the rage rise from my toes to the top of my head. The friend that I had trusted all my life had always been lying to me. I was just another mission for her. And the other morning when I went running to her because I was worried, she’d already known. She’d already known my mom was dead, and she just looked at me like nothing was wrong.

                “Oh come on Reagan. You are not going to believe someone you just met a couple of days ago.” I couldn’t tell if she’d felt bad or if it was just her clinging on to her mission, but at this point I didn’t care.

                “Leave. Leave now before I transport you and wipe your mind.”

                “Hah. My sweet, naïve Reagan. That’s not how things work out.”

                She began to bring up her fists as if to summon her power, but before she was halfway ready I said, “Leave!” The anger in my voice combined with my energy power and knocked everybody down. It wasn’t even my own voice that I heard, but a lower angrier one. But at the same time it was a shriek, because I couldn’t keep the tears from coming to my face. I could tell she was hurt, physically speaking, but she managed to get up and run straight towards the door that leads to the glass writings. Her whole group managed to follow as well. I ran straight for her as fast as I could. When she got the door open she was blocked by Meagan, Carter, Olivia, Scott, Bari, and Parker. By that time me and everyone else had caught up to her and her whole group was outnumbered. I closed my eyes and took away their memory. Then without thinking I said, “Gone.” And they disappeared.