Not Alone

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“Did you really say that?” Alex asked.

I shook my head.

“But is it true?” Alex asked, hesitant of the answer that I might give.

I rolled my eyes and tapped my finger on my temple.

“I know, I just wanted to hear you say it,” he grinned.

‘Seriously?’ I said with just my expression.

“Yep,” he smirked.  “Are you ever going to say it?”

I lightly slapped his shoulder and laughed.  “Are you choking?”

I laughed even harder, I couldn’t blame him.  Laughing without sound does make someone look like they are choking.

I shook my head when I finally stopped laughing.

“Like the Internet said, ‘Everything is funnier when you are not allowed to laugh’” he quoted.

I smiled and nodded, agreeing completely with the quote.

“What were you doing before you passed out?” Alex asked.

I cracked my knuckles for drama and focused on making the vine grow.  The second time was the charm, and I needed a lot of it.  I focused hard and nothing happened.

“Don’t kill yourself over it,” Alex said, putting his hand on my shoulder.  I turned to face him and smiled.  From behind me, I heard the noise that I wanted to hear.  I turned to see that the vine had grown around a tree, wrapping around it a few times.  It continued to grow until Alex’s hand went off my shoulder.  I then touched his arm and the vine continued growing.  I looked back at Alex and he noticed to.

“I know that it sounds corny, but we are stronger together,” he smirked.  “Is there anything else that you are hiding?”

I shrugged, everyone had something to hide.  I could name a few, but I needed something to hide.

“Why were you growing that vine anyway?” Alex questioned.

I grew a normal one and then easily cut it with my dagger from my boot.  I had almost forgotten that I even had it.  I then went to the tree and tried to slice through the other vine.  My dagger simply made a small dent as if it was only a butter knife.

“Oh, a new way to trap something?  Yeah, you needed one of those,” he admitted.  Instead of being the offended drama queen that I usually was, I nodded, agreeing with him

What can you do? I wrote in the dirt.

“Not much,” he admitted.

I raised my eyebrows, we both know that he was lieing.

“Fine,” he gave in.  He stopped a leaf in midair, making it freeze in time.  He then let it fall.  I smiled at him, pleased with his work.  He wasn’t sure about being proud, he was more scared by his powers.  At least he wasn’t alone.

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