Maybe (COMPLETED)

Chapter Eight

"Here." Archer chucked some rope to Mekhi, who grinned and tugged my arms behind me.

"Sorry, my little onama." He wrapped the rope around my wrists. "Tell me if it's too loose." He pulled it tight. Really tight. I gasped in pain.

"Mekhi..." I whined. I moved my hand slightly, causing more pain. I grimaced. He roughly twisted my arms so the insides of my wrists were facing each other.

"Don't move them, or you might cut your arteries accidentally." He said.

"Well I might just do it purposefully." I muttered. He sighed, and stood up, hauling me up with him.

"What are we doing tonight, Mr Archer?"

Archer sighed. He was probably used to Mekhi. "I guess I have the unfortunate job of trying to make this kid believe in what I'm saying."

"Not going to happen. Not on my watch." I disagreed. Mekhi snickered.

"Shut up Mekhi." snapped Archer.

"Hey! I didn't-"

"I said shut up!" Archer slowly walked closer to me. "Look, Isaak, whether you like it or not, you have no family anymore. You are not human. You're not going back to Earth. You are an onama. It's unfortunate this had to happen, normally you'd be able to stay at your fake home for your life. But because of a little mistake, we had to pull you out to save your life."

I frowned at him. "What do you mean I'm not going back?"

"Exactly that. You're staying here. You're never going back to Earth."

I glanced at Ash, who watched me sympathetically. "But what about Jess?"

"Everyone back home won't remember you."

"What?" I shook my head. "You're joking."

Archer sighed. "This is hard to explain but... whenever you leave any human's sight, physically or mentally, like stop texting them, they completely forget you. But the next time they see you, or next time you text them, they remember you again. So right now, every human you've ever met... they won't be able to remember you. If someone asked your parents about their son, they'd say they didn't have one. If they scrolled through their contacts and saw the name 'Isaak', they'd wonder who it was."

"That's a lie!" I snapped, tears in my eyes.

"Do you have proof?"

"Yes!" I racked my brain. "My little sister always said that my parents have been arguing when I'm not there!"

Archer looked confused. "So? What's that gotta do with you?"

"They..." Shit, I didn't want to confess that they argue over me being gay. But these guys are crazy, I have to prove I'm right. "They argue about me."

"How? Why? That doesn't make any sense!"

"Yes it does! They... they..." I flushed, ashamed. "They argue over me being gay."

Archer stared at me for a long time. He looked sad. "Can you prove it?"

"Prove what?" I exclaimed. 

"That they were arguing about you. Did you ever hear what they were arguing about?"

I froze. I never heard. Their voices were always muffled. I always covered my ears, because I didn't want to hear it.

"Isaak. Think. Has your mum ever come to wake you up in the morning? Has anyone every rang you before? Or texted you without you texting them first? Has anyone ever planned a special birthday for you?"

People said happy birthday to me. But I've never had a birthday cake before, Mum always said she'd been too busy. Or a birthday party. Once I texted Kyle, and he asked who it was, because he didn't have me in his contacts- but that was after I'd given him my number. 

Could he have seen an unknown name in his contacts, and deleted it?

"No!" I struggled against my bonds, against Mekhi. "Liar! You said you never lie!" Tears flowed from my eyes. "Jess still remembers me! I know she does! She has to! She's my sister!" I thought about Jackie. When he saw me after Kyle broke up with me... was he just strolling down the street, happily forgetting that I ever existed? 

"It can't be true!" I sobbed. "I can't be!" But the more I thought about it, the more sense it made. Mum always forgot to wake me up in the morning. If I didn't set the table, there was always one plate missing. Teachers always forgot who Isaak was when they called the role. My friends never asked why I was absent from class. I slumped against Mekhi.

 "Please." I murmured, tears streaming down my cheeks. "Please..." I closed my eyes. 

"I'm sorry." Archer said. 

I turned to face Mekhi and cried into his shirt, trying to pull my arms apart. 

"Uhhh..." He said, but otherwise didn't really do much. He still had one hand around my wrists, securing them tighter than the rope.

"Isaak..." I felt Ash's fingers brush against my hair. "They're still alive. And you know... if Jess could remember you, she'd still love you. Isaak, they'll always be there, and they're happy. They're alive."

I coughed, choking on my own saliva. "Why can't I go back?"

Mekhi broke in."Because you're an onama. You're lower on the social ladder than pure breeds. And now that you've been here, to Tabara, you, as an onama, have no choice to go back. It's illegal."

"Then why did you bring me here?" I murmured. 

Ash sighed. "That's my fault. When you walked in to the pole and hit your head, I... took away the pain for you with my chorren - which is basically magic. This doesn't harm humans, which I thought you were, because I didn't look hard enough, and Mekhi wasn't there to tell me. However, because you are an onama, you react to magic differently. You're not used to it. So you got really sick, and you could've died. Mekhi noticed that you were an onama when you guys walked into each other in the hotel, and when I told him what I did, he immediately went looking for you. You were really far gone, so he had to bring you to Tabara, as just being here would naturally heal you. The energies in this world have really strong healing properties."

I slowly removed myself from Mekhi, but couldn't go far, because he was still holding me. "Can you let me go, Mekhi?"

"Not a chance. Especially not now you've cried all over my new shirt." He shrugged at my glare.

Sad music... is Lost Boy really sad though? It's like... hopeful and a bit melancholy. But it definitely sounds sad. And I thought 'run, run lost boy... away from all of reality' really suited this chapter and poor old Isaak right now. Also the fact it's fantasy! Haha :) 

Sorry this chapter was so sad :'( It was hard for me to write too!!

Literally me right now:

Babyy xx