With Power... There is a Price

Chapter 8

The school day was finally over.

I teleported outside of the school to get ready to pick up Isabella. I materialized a Corvette ZR1 and drove up where the car riders go. I saw Isabella standing there and I smirked. I got out of the car an beckoned her over to where I was.

She quickly walked over and hugged me. I hugged back and we got in the car. "How did you get this nice of a car in eighth grade!?" She said, with disbelief.

"I have my ways." I said, winking. She rolled her eyes and laughed slightly. Her laugh was adorable, and so was she.

She was so tiny and just, agh! She's beautiful. I then felt guilt creep up my throat as I thought that.

We drove out the school parking lot. "Where do you want to go?" I asked, realizing that we didn't have anywhere to go. She rubbed her chin pondering.

"We can go to..." "To Cheddar's?" I suggested as we past it.

She nodded and I turned into the parking lot. We got out of the car and walked into the restaurant. She looked a bit hesitant as I talked to the server. He walked us to our booth and walked away.

I noticed she was still acting nervous, "Hey, what's wrong?" I asked. She looked up at me, "We're fourteen in Cheddar's by ourselves." she said. I sighed and grabbed my phone.

She looked confused as I took a picture. I handed her my phone and she looked at the photo in disbelief. "Why do I look... older?" I chuckled.

I made us look older so, obviously, we could get in here pretty easy. I sighed and explained to her that I made us look older.

She asked how I got these powers and then I explained to her what happened a couple of years ago and her face gradually got more and more concerned as she heard my story.

"I'm so sorry.." she said. "It's alright. Thank you for your concern but, it was two years ago. But now I know that they've been looking for me... But it'll be fine, I'll protect you all. Even if I die." I said.

She giggled at my enthusiasm. She's adorable. I don't want her to ever get hurt. And I feel the same way for Michelle... shit.

I sigh and start looking around, seeing if the waiter or waitress has come yet. Until I laid my eyes on a particular family, and saw Michelle.

Michelle's POV

"Can we reschedule?..." what Roberto said echoed in my head over and over. I understand that he had to do something but... it hurt.

The bus ride was long and grueling. And the stupidly annoying people on here aren't helping.

I finally made it to my stop and started my short walk home.

"I'm home!" I said.

My sister walked out of her bedroom and greeted me. "I thought you were gonna go out with Roberto?" she said, "He rescheduled... I don't really want to talk about it." I said.

My mother texted me, saying to tell my sister and me to get ready. After I told her, we got ready and waited in the living room, watching TV.

Mama opened the door and beckoned us to follow her into the car. "Where are we going?" my sister asked.

"We're going to go to Cheddar's for dinner tonight." Mama said with a smile. I smiled and so did my sister.

We don't usually eat out much so this is kind of exciting to us. Once we got to the restaurant, I instantly smelled all the smells of many different varieties of food. The server took us to our table and as we walked I looked around.

I saw many people here, but one couple who caught my eye was an light skinned african american, and a light skinned latina. But the reason they caught my eyes out of everyone else, is that the guy, looked almost exactly like Roberto.

We even met each others eyes for a moment and I saw his eyes widen in surprise. He quickly turned back and continued his conversation with the girl. Ironically, our tables were right next to each other.

Or more so back to back. And I heard most of their conversation. He even somewhat sounded like him, if his voice was a little lower in pitch.

Their conversation was normal, talking about how was life and the typical stuff. But what grabbed my attention the most is the way he flirted with her. It was very subtle, but at the same time easy to point out.

I started to feel a mix of rage, envy, and most of all betrayal. This was definitely Roberto behind me. Our waiter and theirs came at around the same time and we all ordered.

Throughout the night I heard them talk and flirt with each other. It was really becoming irritating. Almost to the point where I wanted to leave the restaurant.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I heard Mama call my name. I shook my head and tried to ignore them, no, ignore him and have a good time with my family.

We all finished eating. Roberto and his 'guest' were still there just talking and freaking flirting! I wanted to say something so bad, but I was with my family. I didn't want to embarrass them or something.

As we left, I felt my heart shatter as I heard him ask if she wanted to do it again sometime soon.

My eyes started to tear up and I quickly walked to the car. Ignoring my sisters and mothers questions.

I just want to go home... I don't want to see Roberto anymore... I don't want to think about him anymore... I thought he loved me, and I fell right into his trap... It hurt more, knowing that we were supposed to have our date tonight.

But he had other plans.

After we got home, I ran out the car and into the house and then into my room. I buried my face into a pillow and started to cry. I inevitably cried myself to sleep, with one thought in my mind....

I never want to see Roberto again.