White Nix - (Sidemen FF)

=Ten=

I twisted and turned during the remaining time of the late night. The moon was talking to me, sending vibes into my system, telling me to go outside and escape this place. I tried to focus on other things. One being what questions I would ask the girls once they awaken. I had many questions but I wanted to know which questions to knock down first, do I say the important ones first? I sighed and focused my attention to the ceiling. It seemed to be the most exciting thing here. My thoughts ran wild as I finally started drifting into sleep. The darkness engulfing me to an extent. Leaving the world quite and silent behind.

I woke to the cold morning sun beating down in my skin. The room was bright and there's wasn't much to look at. The walls were white, the fairy lights looking dull, the frame illuminated The imagine it held inside. I couldn't take my eyes off it. All three of us were friends, or even sisters. We were close and something had happened. Maybe that's why they took me back, we could figure out what happened, where my parents are, who they are, who we are. As I was deep in my thoughts I hadn't noticed the two girls standing at my door. Amy wore a plain black tank top with a black cargo matching with black skinny jeans. Sam wore something some what similar expect in white.

"Here are some clothes for you to wear" Amy said as she nudged Sam to hand them over to me.
"Uh thank you" I politely smiled as I pushed past them to the bathroom.
My outfit was much the same only my cargo was more of a furry jacket and my clothes were a shark skin grey.

I walked out to discover the girls sitting around the fire they must've lit. Sam turned her attention to me, placing her hand down on the empty space beside her and patted it, signalling that I sit there. I took a deep breathe and sat down. The girls waited patiently for me to begin.

"Who are we?" I asked, not making eye contact. I watched as Amy adjusted herself and Sam played with her hair.
"We are fororem" One of the girls said. I looked up, the word sounding ever so familiar  but I couldn't quite get my finger on it.
"It means madness in Latin, we are known for destroying and ruining things, the civilians used to refer us to witches as we had powers and used them against the people" the blonde explained.
"Our mothers looked after us until one day my and sams mother left and never returned, we gathered our mothers were sisters as your mother is our Aunty which makes us cousins"
"Wait so we are cousins?" I asked with my mouth slightly a jar, growing dry.
Both the girls nodded but smiled.
"Do you remember our childhood or was a spell put on yous as well?" I asked
"When Sam and I ran into each other our memories came flushing back much like yours did last night"

"Speaking of those memories, how much do you remember?" Samantha asked
"Not much, I saw myself, a younger me and younger yous. I saw this lady with fire like hair and wore a black gown. I remember her pushing us into this pool of water that glowed a bright Aqua, we all held hands before we went in..." I trailed off trying to remember.
"The night that changed our lives.." Amy said quietly to herself
"That was when we transformed, when we forgot about our little lives, the night when the civilians went after us, we all ran in different directions, each of us having one power to use to keep ourselves safe" we were all quiet as we reminisced the memories.
"Why did all of this happen?" I blurted out
"We're not sure and that's why we need you Nix" Sam spoke as she laid a hand on my shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze.
"We are going to find our mothers, we will discover the reasoning for all of this, we will change things to back to how they were, we will fix this; but we can't do this without you nix" Amy spoke, pleading basically.
"Are you with us?" Sam's eyes a soft blue as she awaited an answer
"Let's do this" I said, smiling. 

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~Authors Notes~

IM SO SORRY I HAVENT POSTED IN ALMOST A MONTH!!!
I've been busy dealing with things and had no inspirations or motivation to continue writing but then I remembered how much I missed the feeling of being proud with the story I'm developing, no matter how shit it was I always felt happier. So ill try my hardest to write more but bare with me.

I love you all

Peace Fam ✌🏻️