Anne Morris and the Zodiac's: Arrows of the Centar

Chapter 2: They are offended by that

  Elwin and I walked home with no interruption from the ram warrior. Which I'm sure only made Elwin more anxious.

"See ya, Anne." Elwin's voice quivered. "Elwin everything will be okay just don't worry about it. I've seen that guy basically all my life." I tried to say reassuringly. "You forget I'm a big ball of anxiety," Elwin whined. I smiled and walked up to my house driveway. Elwin lives just across the street from me, so ever since I was allowed to walk home I would walk with him, and we became friends.

We looked at each other from our front doors and waved goodbye. He opened his door and his Collie/Corgi mix rushed out the door to greet him. I smiled at the cute bean duo and entered my house.

"Hello dear." My mom called from the living room. "Hey, mom," I said slipping off my flats and backpack. I waited a moment for her to ask how my day was, but she didn't say anything. She must have fallen asleep.

My mom, thirty-four years old, single mother. She is sick right now so maybe no dating right now.

I sneak into the kitchen and grab three Cuties. I need to get more. I thought to myself. Fourth bag this month. I made a mental note while running up to my room. This was my routine after school. Come home stuff myself with Cuties and consider if homework was worth it. I peeled the Cuties and dropped the peelings in the trash next to my bed. I pulled apart one Cutie and enjoyed the sound of tearing it apart. So satisfying.

"You really enjoy those too much." A familiar males voice said. I looked up and there was the damn ram warrior. I shot up and threw a Cutie at him. Which wasn't very effective because he had fast reflexes, and caught it. I calmed down and remembered he did this sometimes, but he never really talked.

"What do you want, Holy Lord?" I said sarcastically. His kind eyes turned fiery. "Not a god."He grumbled. "Okay," I whisper awkwardly, "Why are you here?" He looked around as if someone was watching. "We need to talk, father to daughter." the warrior replied finally and sat on my bed. I set myself up and said "Okay talk because... wait did you say father to daughter?" His eyebrow raised and he nodded. "Tell me you are joking." I laughed. He didn't comply and looked at his hands. "You're serious... Oh my god." I cried laying my head into my palms. "Not a god." He growled. I sat there awhile not saying a thing.

"How come you've never talked to me?" I manage to spit up and jump off my bed. I reach to my bedroom dresser and grabbed my pocket knife. It probably wouldn't help, but I wanted it to. "There was no reason to," he explained coldly. I keep pointing the knife at him. "Well, talk to my dad, prove it that you're my dad." I sniped at him walking over to the window on the other side of the room. He gets up and walks toward me. I point the knife out to him.

"Relax Anne." He softly sings. His eyes glow fire amber, calming my senses. I suddenly feel sleepy and drop the knife. Dad raises his hands to my head and everything goes black.

All at once I see quick flashes of memories from what I assume to be his perspective. He's in the constellations, then coming to earth and seeing my mom. Next flashes show her pregnant, then her holding a baby in the hospital. "Anne." A voice echo. Another flash and it's me in band yelling toward. "Anne." the voice calls again. I snap away from the flashes and my eyes open to see my room.

I feel breathless and dizzy. Suddenly my senses return and I pick up my knife but don't point it at him. "Well, where do I start... let's see, uh," He seemed to be thinking pretty hard about it. "Don't explode," I said sarcastically. "Shut up I don't know where to Bah-ah." He bleated. "What the..." my tone calm but confused. The warrior was blushing gold. He looks at me like, don't make a big deal out of it, it's involuntary.

He reaches a hand out to me but doesn't get up. I slash at him.

Although he's basically been there all my life, I feel like I should be all like, "Dad I'm so glad to meet you, and you're here," I honestly felt scared. He never talked, just watched me, and now he's like "Hey I'm ya dad. Wanna jam out for a while." He sat on my bed and sighed.