A Blessing and a Curse

Chapter 30

I'm back! My writer's block is still sort of here but I think I can manage. There will be random times I update so it may still be awhile until the next chapter or short. Who knows.

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   "Why are you being nice to me?"

That caught Sabine off guard a little as her body stiffened.

"What are you talking about?" She asked confused.

"You used to be so mad at me for reasons I still don't know. Then...then all of this happened...and yeah, you did yell at me but...didn't hurt me," I explained.

She raised an eyebrow.

"What I'm trying to say, after all of this time. Why didn't you hurt me?" I asked.

Sabine began to think over carefully on what to say next. It took a minute before she replied.

"Why would I hurt you?"

"When you're on the streets, no one cares. Even if you are on your own or hungry. If you mess with the wrong people...let's just say, it doesn't go well," I explained.

"Then I met you guys and you hated me the most, yet never went out to hurt me in any physical way."

She drew in a shaky breathe and thought over somethings. Her lips were in a straight line while staring at the skull. She seemed so unfocused and smaller than her usual optimistic self.

"I only hurt people if they deserve it and the Empire really deserves to burn," Sabine spoke sharply.

I looked up in surprise, not expecting that kind of response. I hesitated for what I was going to say next.

"I hurt the crew but..." I trailed off and looked away.

"Yes, I'll admit I'm still ticked off for what you did but everyone also deserves a second chance," she said. My eyes widen and slowly looked up at the artist who was still melting the base of the skull. Did I hear her correctly? Why is she giving me a second chance?

My mouth felt dry after that. I didn't know what to say or think. Sabine has tortured me ever since we first met with her words and hate. Now, she's a total stranger but in a good way. I different side to her that I never knew could exist in the girl in front of me.

I finally found my voice.

"Thank you," I spoke genuinely.

Sabine nodded and for a second, her lips twitched a little. Was she actually going to smile? Well, I'm about to ruin that.

"Why did you hate me in the first place?" I asked, shrugging a bit. Curiosity poked at my brain and kept wanting to know the truth. The reason behind all her anger and hate.

Sabine didn't seem like she was listening after that. Something was bothering her by the look etched on her facial features. I didn't think she was going to answer and was going to apologize for asking.

"It started when I was five years old...before the change..." she began. I shut my mouth tightly and listened to her words.

"...like every little kid's dream, I wanted to be like the older kids. So my older brother, Tristian and his friends let me hangout with them. I thought they were cool until the minute Tristian turned around, his friends would beat me."

My heart clenched at the thought of Sabine getting beat up by older kids just cause she wanted to be like them. Looked up to them like superheroes or heroines then have that ripped from you to realize that...they didn't care.