Leave {z.m.}

Forty Two

"Why are you so...old-looking?" Gemma wondered aloud. The question must sound quite rude, but I happened to be wondering the same exact thing. He had died when he was eighteen, but he appears to be much older than that. "I've been aging," he confessed, shocking us all. Aging? Xavier is dead and cursed, just as I am. I haven't been aging as well...have I? "Aging?" Gemma threw the word out at him as if it were full of sin.

"I died when I was eighteen, yes, but I feel and look as though I am about thirty years old. How is that possible? Oh, this world is full of many occurrences that we try to understand, though it is difficult to. Zayn, clearly you did not realise that you were aging. At what age did you die?"

"Twenty-one," I replied, no longer in awe of everything. I cannot continue to be surprised by all of this new information. I should know that more will continue to come. Ever since Adelaide came along, there have been new answers to years of questions around every corner. At last, I can truly understand all of this: the curse, feelings, family history, the supernatural world.

"To me, you seem to be about twenty-five. I guess you have aged more slowly because you are close to her. She somehow prevented you from aging more quickly. Must not want you to become too old for her," he oddly smiled to himself. What? Am I different? But the curse...we are dead...we cannot grow older.

"What?" Adelaide questioned with confusion. "If Zayn were much older-looking, you wouldn't want him. I'm correct about that, aren't I? How tragic that would be though. He practically looks to you as if you were his queen. It would make sense though. You were named after Queen Adelaide of the United Kingdom. You and Zayn are going deep in love, I can tell. Much like how I was with Evelyn, before she was taken away from me," Xavier's babbling turned sour as he reminded himself of what Gemma had done.

"Let me explain all of that aging though," he began, returning to what was important. He rolled up the sleeves on his mid-length sleeved, black and green plaid shirt before running his fingers through his dark hair with pieces of gray within it. I scoffed and he raised an eyebrow. "Just explain it all for us already. We do not want to wait all day for you to tell us what you know." I sounded like an angry fifteen year old boy. 

I sighed at myself and Adelaide stood beside me and softly grabbed my hand to hold it carefully in hers. "When Addie was seventeen years old, she received her powers just as Gemma had." He eyed Gemma briefly. "Addie had been undoing the curse without even realising it," he added.

This night just keeps getting more interesting every second. "The curse, as of now, is almost entirely gone, and that is why you two have been able to love each other and connect the way you have." Xavier watched Adelaide and me without blinking. Gemma did the same, and I knew Adelaide was growing a bit uncomfortable.

"How was I able to do that? I didn't even know I was a sorceress until like twenty minutes ago. It's just crazy, all of this," she frowned and messed with her long hair as she continued to become more unstable and annoyed. "Your powers must have a mind of their own. It's quite extraordinary, yet it is also dangerous," Xavier commented.

"Dangerous?" she whimpered. "Undoing such a powerful curse means that your powers are very strong. What's concerning is that you were unaware of them," I told her quietly. What else have they done so far? "If you don't learn to control them and understand them, then you could become dark," Xavier warned.

"He's indirectly referring to me. I became dark in his eyes, but I believe that I just expressed my full potential," Gemma shrugged and I rolled my eyes.

"You are dark, and you know it. You killed people without even thinking twice about it. You ruined the happiness of my family. I did not even know what love could really feel like until now, because you took that chance away from me! You are selfish, and you are pathetic! That is the one reason why you were never loved like you wanted to be."

I was shaking, obviously going mad. Gemma was furious as a result of my outburst and the glass from the lights above shattered, falling to the ground in pieces. "Is that all you have got?! Breaking glass?! If I could, I would certainly break you into a million pieces. You do not deserve to live, but before you finally die, I want to hurt you like you hurt so many others."

"Will you all just shut it! Fighting will not solve any problems here, all right?" Xavier protested, but I was ready to fight Gemma if I was just released from being stuck against this wall. "I don't give a fuck about that. Fighting will bring forth the happiness that I was deprived from for the longest time," I swore and Gemma stepped forward. "Fine then," she smirked maliciously.

I was pushed forwards as I was no longer being forced against the wall. "I'm a vamporess. There's no way you could stop me. You're just a deceased human after all," she taunted as her fangs grew. Adelaide shoved me out of the way and walked straight up to Gemma with a vehement and venomous expression on her face. It did not belong to her, and it frightened me.

"He may be just a human-zombie, but I'm not. I'm a sorceress, and even though I don't know everything about these powers yet, I can still figure out a way to kick your sorry ass," she threatened. I could not believe that she would put herself in danger for me. It should be reversed. I am already dead. Gemma cannot hurt me.

"This is getting us nowhere! Stop this before I leave and tell you nothing else," Xavier became exasperated. Adelaide backed off but Gemma held her ground. "Gemma," he growled and she snapped out of whatever state of mind she had been trapped in.

"What else do you want to tell us?" Adelaide demanded, her eyes remaining on Gemma.

 "I could tell you one thing, but I've found that you've become friends with him already. Might be a bit awkward for you," Xavier told her. "Who are you talking about?" Adelaide inquired without much interest in her voice. She was exhausted.

"Well, you see, you aren't Zayn's great, great aunt...but you are Niall Horan's."

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I feel like there's a cliffhanger for every chapter. It's probably getting old, and I'm sorry!

I'll try to stop that. Anyway, next update won't be a chapter. It's just to serve as a recap for all of this craziness. You probably need it; I know I do.

School starts next week, so that means I'll update less frequently. Ugh, noooo. It sucks.

-Izzy