Azora
I woke up to my head pounding, I couldn't find peace in my dreams and the man who helped me control my powers had vanished leaving nightmares to swallow me whole.
Bella and I shared a room, I wasn't against it even after it was altered to fit both our tastes. I found imense comfort in her presence, my aunt had taken the guest bedroom with the bathroom add on and Bella and I shared the add on attached to our room.
I always let her go first, I felt this overwhelming need to protect her. She knew this yet I could see the happiness in her eyes, she knew that i would protect her just like Andrew had done. This time I was protecting two lives that shared one body, just like the magic in my body it was like I could sense the life inside her.
"Azora?" Bella spoke, her worry evident in her creased forehead.
"Yes?" I replied, my voice was low and tired.
"Did you even sleep last night? You've been waking up a lot." She said, I didn't want her to worry yet I couldn't find any lies.
"When I sleep there is always a man, a man who helps me control my magic and teaches me things to help me keep control but he hasn't been there." I told her, spilling out my secret not even my parents knew.
"Like a mentor?" She replied, her eyes twinkling with interest and wonder.
"Yes I guess so, my mind is cluttered so I don't have the relaxation I should." I said rubbing my temples, noticing the crackles of my powers leaving my skin.
"You're not going to explode are you?" She giggled, I knew she didn't fear me but I feared myself.
"No I won't, I don't think I should go to school today Bella." I told her, she smiled and sat on her bed.
"I know, the school gave us till tomorrow I really hope that he comes back to your dreams." Bella replied as she laid down yawning.
"Get some rest I can tell you're just as tired as me." I smiled Bella just nodded, rolling over and holding her belly.
I was standing in a dark room, at first I felt the sweat dripping down my back. It was cold, too cold and I could feel somebody staring at me.
"Help!" I screamed, my voice dry and cracked.
I could see the chains around my arms, I could see the blood dripping from my elbows. I felt scared, I didn't know where I was and the darkness was taunting me like a slow song played in a horror scene.
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Teen FictionMATURE CONTENT 18+🔞 MATURE RATED PLEASE DO NOT REPORT #1 in GirlWithPowers Azora Blueland is 17, she hates her name and struggles with who she is every day knowing she wasn't the same as everyone else. Everyone knew about the different species of t...