Chapter Eleven|Sanctuary

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     Days. That's how long its been since the last time which I had seen him. I missed him, but I don't think he feels the same. If he did he would have come after me. He would have told that it was always me that he loved me. 

   But he didn't, he never did and he never would.

Soon the days turned into weeks and I heard no word from him or anyone of my former life. He cast out my entire family from Norta and threatened them saying that if they were to return he'd deal with them personally. I didn't go with them, he spared me that shame. I wish that he didn't though. I'd be better off with them, with their rage, with their anger. With their torture. I deserve it all, I deserved to die.  

   I have no one, and I don't think I ever did. He hated me through out it all. He loved her no matter what. One tiny mistake one truth and one memory did this. It ruined my family. And I hope it brings this forsaken country with it.

   "I'm debating whether or not to trust you right now." 

    "And why would that be Evans."

   "Your surrounded by knives and other assorted metallic objects."

   "Oh I- Sorry!"

Evans. Or Micaiah Lynn Evans, She's a red. But she was the only person kind enough and brave enough to give me sanctuary . Both her parent died when she was little and she had no other family. She didn't trust people easily but for some reason she trusted me.

    "You know you can called me Micaiah or Caiah!"

   "Okay, Caiah." I said slowly, it didn't sound right to me but I said it anyways.

  "Was it really that hard to say?" she said sarcastically, she walked around me picking up the things I had somehow gotten from the kitchen to myself without moving or thinking for that matter. I don't know whats up with my powers lately, I have never been able to do something like this before.

    "Caiah," I said, "Is there maybe a library or something nearby?"

   She nodded before responding, "Yes, now far down the street. I can go grab something for you if you'd like."

  "No, no-I'll come with. I honestly don't know what I'm looking for." I said rubbing my temples before standing up to help her clean up.

  "But" she said it was followed by a long pause, "We'd better go after sunset. People are still hunting you like a witch around these parts. They're not big fans." I nodded, I knew exactly what she meant, after His Majesty's announcement of the truth behind his mothers death everyone was so furious at my family, and the included me. Even Reds who had no reason to be angry were just as mad as the Silvers. 

Ironically my families exile was the very first thing both party's could agree on in a very very long time.

A/N: I RETURN...............

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