Forever and Ever

Forever and Ever part 7

opkay here is the next chapter thanks to all the people who are reading this it means a lot to me.

Chapter 6

I got home the conversations swimming in my head. Was I really a dhampir? Could it really be possible that all that I've ever known in my life is all a lie? Alex was talking about how creeped out she was at the hospital. I looked at her and simply told her, "I'm tired. I'm going to sleep for a bit."

"Yeah no problem. I'll come and get you when dinner is ready."

"Okay." I went up the stairs and changed my clothes to pajamas. I flopped on the bed and closed my eyes hoping sleep woud clear my head. I drifted to sleep and started to dream.

I walk in the woods. There is crying. I move towards the sound. I am now in a clearing in the middle there is a girl lying in the middle. I walk towards her not wanting to scare her. She looked about my age maybe a little younger. She had a dress that was brown and torn. Her black hair was matted and covering her face. She wore no shoes and her feet where caked in dried mud. There was also blood on her. I didn't see the cuts that made them but they looked like they came from her neck. I kneeled and gently put my hand on her shoulder. she stopped crying imedietly and looked at me. Her face was drity also and the tears she cried left to lines of a clean face.

She looked afriad. "It's okay you don't have to be afriad of me i won't hurt you."

She said nothing and I could tell she didn't trust me entirely. I looked over her and saw the blood came from multiple wounds. But her leg looked like it was broken and had been for awhile. I moved my hand over her leg not touching it. I concentrated and I could feel the warmth of life pour through my fingers. I watched as the swelling slowly went down and i could hear the faint sound of the bones fixing themselves and going back into place.

Finally it was done and I looked at the girl. Her eyes where big looking at me. I slumped back a bit letting my self rest. "How, how did you do that?"

"I can heal things. Do you feel better?" There was a slight accent to her voice. It was almost a spanish accent but there was another language there.

"Oh yes I do. Thank you."

"Good. What's you name?"

"My name is Itzcali. It means strong one in my language."

"I would have thought so. That leg must have been broken for a while. My name is Evera by the way."

"Yes it was. Evera pretty name. What does it mean?"

"I don't really know." I told Itzcali shrugging my shoulders.

"No not in the english laguage. In mine. I know it means something. That's it it means one destined for great things."

"I don't think so. I've done some pretty bad things in my past." I shuddered at the things I had done. "Where are you from Itzcali?"

"I'm origanaly from Guatamala but i was stolen. I just ran away from this bad place."

"Are you looking for your family?"

"Yes I want to be back home."

"Is you home nice?"

"Yes it is. I live in a village with other Mayan people." Her shoulders dropped at the thought of her family. "Do you have a family, Evera?"

"No not really. I used to have a big family but they all died. Now all I have is a mother that I've never met and a dad that I will never meet."

"That's sad. Maybe you could live with me and my family."