Chapter 22

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I could feel the tension between Lucy and me because of the decision I'd just made. I didn't consult her before making this decision and she was pissed, visibly so. I took a deep breath and realized if I was going to make grown up decisions, I needed to talk to Lucy like a man.

"Can I talk to you outside for a second?" I reached out to Lucy but she moved back from my hand like it was going to burn her if she touched it. She looked up at my face with anger and hatred and I cowered back from her slightly. Her beautiful blue eyes were filled with rage and I knew this talk wasn't going to go well.

"Are you afraid of what I might say to you so you want to talk to me away from your parents?" Her tone was hard and it was making me a bit angry that she was being so rude about this.

"Are you really going there? It's my sister you’re talking about. Would you just think about what you’re saying? Why are you so upset about this?" I made sure that when I asked her those questions my voice was soft. I didn't want to make the situation worse. I could feel my father open our connection for a moment to offer a few words of wisdom.

'Just don't tell her how to feel.' He laughed out loud for a second then tried to cover it up with a cough.

"We are just going to go into the other room," He said to us and I turned around to see him picking my mother up. She winced in pain as he picked her up off the bed and I mentally cursed myself for having this argument with Lucy and in turn causing my mother pain.

"No, we will leave," I snapped at my parents. They stopped moving and looked at me. I grabbed Lucy's hand and pulled her from the room like a two year old child. She was resisting, half dragging her feet as I pulled her towards the front door. As I reached the door she yanked her hand from mine.

"Will you stop dragging me, Alem?" I took a deep breath and picked her up over my shoulder. She screamed and beat on my backside, yelling for me to put her down. I wasn't going to stop until she listened to what I had to say.

I opened the door and walked through the parking lot to the grassy area and picnic table on the other side of the property. People were looking at us like we were insane but I didn't care. I needed her to stop freaking out and listen to me.

I set Lucy down on the top of the picnic table and took a step back from her. Her face was red and she was visibly mad, madder than I'd ever seen her. She was breathing hard but her eyes never left mine. I took a step back from her and took a deep breath myself.

"Are you ready to talk now?"

"Are you kidding me? You expect me to talk to you after you carried me out here caveman style, over your shoulder like I didn't have a choice? No, I don't want to talk to you. Just go and leave me again." She moved to get off the table but I stood in her way.

"You're going to sit and listen to me. I don't care if you don't agree with me. I don't care if you get mad. You're going to listen to what I have to say because I need you to understand why I have to do this." I'd never spoken to her that way and it was clear my words caught her off guard. She looked at me with shock but she sat back down on the top of the table, waiting for me to continue.

"Well, are you going to talk?" I rolled my eyes at her and started to speak.

"I know I haven't met Jaya but she and I have this connection. Do you see how she affects my mother? I can feel her pain." Lucy held up her hand to stop me.

"You can feel Jaya's pain?"

"No. My mother, father and I share a connection. It's like the one I share with you mentally but with my mother I can feel her emotions and with my father I pick up on his movements and actions. I can feel the pain my mother is in because of this and I can't take it anymore. I have to find my sister and end my mother's suffering."

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