Telluric

Chapter XXI: Bloodshed and Sweets

XXI

On the advice of Pathik, Parvati waited patiently in the living room of her house, awaiting the arrival of Noah. Pathik notified her the night before, after he felt someone touch the other coin in a psychic connection. When he notified her of that, Parvati had a vision of Noah arriving and asking for the other coin. Parvati was willing to listen to the offer, but not willing to comply. This future of Noah coming to ask for it was unavoidable however, so she decided to make the best of it.

Suited in her best Lolita outfit and white sweater, she patiently crossed her legs and talked absently with her dead brother. What she would tell Noah, she was not sure, but she sure as hell couldn't let him have the coin, even if Noah was a friend of hers. When she thought of this, the memories of her, Noah, and Mayla flowed through her mind.

She tried ignoring these passing memories; however this caused her to think about them even more. Clenching her fist in frustration, Pathik floated next to her and looked on in a worried manner.

"Are you okay?" He spoke into Parvati's ear, while Parvati only nodded and opened her eyes back up. She looked at the boy solemnly and clutched the coin in her hand, turning her knuckles pale with aggression. We all hide secrets. A voice boomed in her head.

Suddenly Noah's voice from the one day at the lunch table reminded her of something she had repressed for so long; that she had forgotten it was not a nightmare.

A child Parvati sits on the steps to her home while her brother swings on a light pole singing songs. This child Parvati is beginning to discover her knack for intuition and psychic foretelling. She can tell what her brother is feeling, and what's going to be for supper.

A child Parvati, against her better judgment, tells her brother of this secret she's been keeping. They normally were able to share almost anything with each other, though this seemed different. She goes to school soon after and quickly discovers that news of her abilities have spread around school. She is quickly shunned by students, friends, and even teachers.

A child Parvati sits on the steps to her home while her brother swings on a light pole singing songs. Bitterness runs on her tongue as she thinks of the insults she has indulged because of this demon that resides before her.

A child Parvati has tears on her cheeks as she stands up and watches her gleeful brother, who doesn't have to deal with the horrible cruelty that young kids normally have, or the oppressive manner that grazes her existence as she walks through the halls of school.

A child Parvati walks slowly toward the boy that is responsible for pain that no eight year old girl should have to endure, nor anyone for that matter.

A child Parvati listens to the crunching of bones and the horrific screams as the car runs her brother over. She watches as the pavement becomes not only wet and sticky from the popsicles they used to share on summer days, but from the cherry-red blood that runs now on the floor.

And she knows what he's feeling as his screams fade into anguished darkness, and her cheeks are hot from tears.

And a child Parvati knew what he's feeling.

"Perfectly peachy," Parvati answers, with bitterness on her tongue.

***

Sitting on the edge of Diego's bed, Noah's eyes fluttered around the room at the papers he had laying around while his hand clutched a bag of items he had brought from home. Diego was still sleeping at that time, wearing only boxers and laying on his tummy. Noah blushed at the sight and turned away shyly while forcing himself to look at the papers sprinkled on Diego's dresser and desk. Drifting towards these papers, Noah began reading them. Some of them were in English, while others were in Spanish, and a few were written in a combination of both.