Within You

Chapter Eleven.

'King Killian... Queen Lyra...'

Áron's words repeat themselves over and over in my mind, as I just shake my head at him. He's bat shit crazy. Alani looks at me with wide dazed eyes, trying to reading my thoughts, as she slowly gets off the leather couch, crushing her popcorn beneath her socked feet.

"Who the fuck are you?" I ask firmly holding tightly onto Alani's shoulders as this man is clearly deranged, and in my damn house. Alani tries to move towards him, trying to get loose from my grip which stops her from moving a foot away from me.

"Let go of me, Nola. He's here to help us, can't you sense the familiarity of our gifts?" Alani asks as she try's to rip my firm grip off her. "Can't you see that his soul, is just like ours! He's gifted..."

"What the fuck are you on about?" I almost shout in confusion as my body shakes from not knowing what to do. Part of me thinks that my sister is talking so much rubbish that she will soon become a rubbish bin, with the way that she's talking. While another part of me believes in her... almost desperately wanting me to understand what she's saying.

"Nola, quit acting 'hard' with the bad language, and for once just listen to me!" Alani rises her voice with each word as the feeling of a small dominance tries to claim my tensed body. I let go of her and fall onto the couch, wide eyed at my sister as she turn her attention onto Áron.

She takes in a deep breath and starts speaking the beyond foreign language that no one but my parents, Alain and apparently Áron can speak.

What the fuck is this? Why is this happening again?

It's like I've gone back in time when my parents kept on talking in riddles... for once I just want to have a normal day of peace and no worries of weird supernatural shit happening.

They both respond to each other in their strange language as some glances are portrayed onto me, causing my ego to shrink meagrely in size.

Are they talking about me?

Áron lifts his voice up higher and he points a hand at me, (yep, they are) causing Alani to sigh and speak back to him with a clearer voice which still made no sense to me.

I wrap my arms around myself, the feeling of being trapped and closed off by my own sister and this stranger causes my breathing to start heaving out unsteadily.

This is not happening.

This is can't be happening.

This shouldn't be happening.

The feeling of tears trying to break free makes me shrink smaller. I take deep breaths in, trying to calm myself as my heart starts to pick up its pace of the past reappearing.

Please don't reappear, I don't want to lose anyone else. I don't want to loose Alani.

'Nola.'

A firm male voices speaks directly through my mind, instantly lifting my head up to see both of them looking down at my small curled up frame. My eyes glaze over without my permission as I look over at Alani. She walks towards me slowly kneeling down beside me, reaching her hands out to touch my shaking ones.

'You need to calm down, go to sleep, Nola.'

A small female voice chimes into my banging head, the feeling of Alani stroking my hands makes me shake my head.