Chapter 6: The Connection.

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~Leto~

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~Leto~

Waking up with my lips still tingling from yesterday's unwanted intrusion of his lips are still evident on mine. Last night no matter how hard I tried to sleep it would not greet me, my mind was otherwise preoccupied by a certain someone who would not quit entering my thoughts.

I am glad it is the weekend as I do not want to see anyone at all, I don't think I can tolerate being around other human buzzing minds today.

Sighing as my eyes are stinging but I have to get up to at least eat something, I go to the bathroom to pee and wash my face, I head downstairs to surprisingly find my Mum in the kitchen preparing breakfast, she is not meant to be here as she and Dad are meant to be away on a business trip so I am very taken aback at seeing her.

"Ouh Mum, what are you doing here?"

She looks up at me from cooking breakfast with an easy smile on her face.

"Want rid of me already? Your Dad had asked me to go home as he sensed something was wrong with you and insisted that I be the one to come and be a support for you as you very well know he is not exactly a 'touchy feely' kind of man. Aren't you happy to see me?"

"Er...what exactly did you guys think is wrong with me?"

She turns off the stove, then turns to me with her hands on her hips.

"Leto, seeing as your 18th birthday will be coming up soon your Father and I have decided to tell you seeing as you will be responsible and mature enough to deal with what is happening to you."

I frown at her, feeling strangely pissed.

"What exactly haven't you told me that I don't already know, huh? Don't you think I fucking know that I am not normal? Don't you think I have not noticed how everyone around me treats me differently to other people they meet? Do you just think I am ignorant to it?!"

I become strangely angry as I grab hold of the counter top, feeling rage and fear flow through me.

She looks at my reaction and then slowly backs ups with her palms exposed.

"Honey please calm down, this will not help your condition..."

I try my hardest to calm down but for some odd reason, I can't seem to.

"Mum...just fucking tell me before I combust."

She hesitates as she looks away deliberately.

"Leto I need you to listen to me and calm down, the angrier you get the more you fuel it to get worse."

I grip the counter top with such power, I feel it cursing through my blood, I grip it with so much force I end up creating a large crack in the marble work.

"If you do not tell me now then I don't know what I will do...shit! My head oh god my head..."

I let go of the counter and then fall to me knees grabbing a hold of my head, it starts to pound like someone is stamping on it as I feel my eyes turn white.

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