Sighted

Chapter 14: What Have I Done?

Owen

      I thought we lived in an age of always having something to watch?

      I scroll through a seemingly endlessly list of shows and movies, finding nothing interesting. I already went through all the regular television channels and am quickly going through what the streaming service has to offer. Dylan sulks next to me on the couch, growing impatient with only watching me channel surf.

      Too bad, he's still on my shit list after ratting Gin and myself out to our parents. All we've done for him isn't worth more than a little pie? Honestly.

      At least, my parents' only problem with Bowden is that I got into a situation that could have been more dangerous, for everyone involved. They even knew how the bracelet should work. Thinking about the bond linking me to the demon stirred my annoyance at the whole situation and I press the button on the remote unnecessarily hard.

      It reminds me that Gin knew all this time that I would eventually get karma-smacked by the bracelet, falling for Bowden until I was as constrained as he was. I have trusted my big sister with everything, my whole life, and she didn't give me a heads up on something that effects my life this much. Betrayal sits heavy on my chest, making me constantly uncomfortable.

       At least Gin is currently out with Mom and Dad, about to go through Alex's interrogation. It's too bad the nice doctor is going to have to go through it, but knowing Gin is suffering gives me a small consolation. Also, considering how Dad badgered me for all the information I had on Alex this morning, I don't think he's going to help Gin as much as she thinks.

      Bowden is gone, presumably still watching over Alex. He'll return here once he's done. Ever since the ER visit, it seems like he's spent an ever increasingly amount here. On one hand, it's incredibly convenient to have help with Alex. On the other hand, it's getting a little crowded.

       We always have some roll up mattresses and blankets, in addition to the guest room, because we can't anticipate how many guests we'll have and when. Dylan gave up the bed for my parents, setting up a make-shift pallet on the floor in my room. Bowden has been crashing on the couch when he needs to catch some sleep here.

      Bowden's close presence is making everything worse. I've got my own feelings to deal with, on top of the strong effects of the bracelet's connection. Having the large, sexy man underfoot doesn't give me space to breathe or deal with it.

      After discussing everything last night with my parents, I feel confident that they are assuming all of my emotions are solely magic related, thank goodness. I am unwilling to go through that particular conversation with them and I definitely don't want Bowden to be a part of it. I am coming to understand there will be somethings out of my control with the demon, in order to break the connection, but once that is over I want to walk away from this with what's left of my pride.

      Growing disgusted with my efforts, I toss the remote down to the couch between me and the halfling. Dylan triumphantly makes a grab for it but is wise enough not to say anything. At least he's aware of what he's done.

      I head over to sit at my desk, casually checking the monitors. I located the witch at the hospital and am monitoring the room for now, Gin is planning on visiting her tonight. Mom and Dad will probably leave then, now that they've successfully checked in on us and invaded our personal lives sufficiently.

      With my sister and mom together, I can temporarily relax the constant tab I keep on Gin. Having two chosen ones together can often result in more trouble arriving, but it's also twice the power to handle it. I check my email again, but don't see anything from my university senior. I'd emailed him several days ago, but I don't know what he's currently working on or how busy he is.