Chapter 20- Close to the Sky

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"I'm sorry, Dad," I whisper, his hand in mine, limp, just like every other day. "I'm sorry that you're here, and that you almost died, and it's all my fault."

"Jade? You in here?" Nate asks from outside the door. Quickly, I wipe the tears that have managed to slip out of my eyes and answer him.

"Yeah, I am." The door opens and my ginger haired mate steps in, smiling sadly at me as he walks over, sitting in the chair beside me, interlocking his fingers in mine.

"You okay?"

"No, I'm not."

"Want to talk about it?"

"What's there to say?"

"You know this isn't your fault, right?" he tells me, and I scoff at the notion.

"Why would they only attack him now? He's lived here for thousands of years, why only now that I'm here? I've made my presence in town, I exist now. Someone could've seen me teleporting, or Dad's eyes or-"

"Hey, no, this isn't on you. If they wanted you dead, they would've blown up your room too, wouldn't they?" he reasons with me.

"But they wanted him dead to hurt me!" I yell at him.

"No, they wouldn't."

"You want to bet? Look what they did to Notch! And Jay! All to get at other people!"

"They probably have their own agenda against Hero! He has hurt a lot of people and killed even more! He's a monster!" My eyes widen at him and his do too, his magic whining lowly at me as mine snaps at him. "Jade, that's not what I meant-"

"I need to go," I say lowly, teleporting out of the room before Nate can catch me. My magic snarls lowly, pissed with how he talked about Dad. He doesn't know what Dad has been through, he doesn't know what he's talking about.

"Jade?" someone calls out from down the hall, but I step through the portal before they get the chance, my heightened emotions not helping my magic, and I'm spat out the other side. I skid across the grass, spitting some dirt out of my mouth before getting up. The portal wavers behind me and someone else steps out, and as I turn around, I catch a glimpse of golden eyes before I teleport away.

I land on top of a mountain, the wind blowing around me, my hair blowing in front of me as I walk up to the edge. I sit down in front of the stone sticking out of the ground, picking a flower from next to me and laying it in front of the stone, next to the other flowers that have been placed there. The wind howls a haunting tune around me, the air bitter and sharp, cutting down to my bones.

"Y'know, I always did talk to you if Steve was pissing me off. You were always a voice of reason because you knew what your brother was like. At least, that's what I thought. Or was it just to calm me down so I didn't run off and get found by Karn or Dad?" I ask him, crossing my legs Indian style, picking at the dirt. "Yet, here I am. Asking you for help, except, this time it's not because of Steve."

I take a deep breath, beating the tears back. "After everything, you'd think I would hate the two of you, right? I should've threatened you both with death if you ever came near me, because you took me from my family, but now, I'm almost happy that you did, because if you didn't, I would have never known my uncles. Well, if you hadn't, you might be alive right now, because you wouldn't of been taken as leverage. So, maybe I should still be mad with you?"

But, even as I try to fight them away, they still slip out, and later on, I might blame it on the wind on the tall mountains, or on the coldness of the air, but truthfully, it's because of where I am, physically, mentally and emotionally.

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