[St. Paul, Minnesota; 9:45 p.m]
"Thanks for coming"
"Is nothing"
Both phrases seemed to disappear as soon as they were pronounced, Arsen looked for a few seconds at Nebula, she looked beautiful, even with that tired look in her brown eyes, her black hair falling in a cascade on the side of her head.
Both advanced to the room where Arsen took her arm causing her to stop and look at her. Nebula felt a chill when seeing the gray eyes of Arsen, he approached enough to leave a kiss in her lips but after the kiss the smile did not appear in the face of both as it used to do it.
"Where are your parents?" He asked as he walked towards the dining room but decided to follow Nebula to the kitchen.
"Mom went to a conference and Thomas went out with his friends"
Arsen nodded without knowing how to react that she referred to her stepfather as Thomas, maybe it would be better to call him father, so he could avoid the truth for a few seconds.
He helped her finish the dinner.
The conversation came and went, Neb smiled when her gaze met Arsen's and he approached his hand and placed it on top of the girl's.
At the end of the dinner they stayed for a while talking at the table, Nebula looked towards the window that was next to the table. Arsen saw the reflection of the girl and remembered the day in which he got into his dreams and transformed them into nightmares, when she woke up he was so intrigued that he went looking for that strange mortal and found her in an antique shop.
It was then that Arsen recalled the times they danced together, the time he introduced Nebula to Dareios and Eustaccios, the occasion on which Nebula introduced herself to her mother, the occasion on which she confronted Agnes.
She remembered the times she cried when talking about her real father, the times that Arsen confronted him, Hypnos had always been quiet except for that night.
It was at that moment that he remembered the words that Dareios had told him when he told him the truth about Nebula.
The girl felt herself observed and seemed to guess the thought of her boyfriend.
"I will always love you Arsen" Her voice was cut and deep, inside, she was waiting for an answer but he got up from the table, taking his hand away from hers and looking at her so calmly.
"It's not enough, not when the blood unites us" thought Arsen but he just turned around, opened the door and left.
When he left, he thought she would follow him but he knew her so well and he knew she would not, but Arsen's surprise was to find his sister recharged in a car, wearing a long black dress that made her look as if she were waving by a non-existent breeze, the woman had straight, black hair covering her waist, her white face remained serious but in her blue eyes there was amusement.
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General FictionThe Gods, are all real and who would say that they can really fell in love and fight for it even when there is a lot in between Nebula and Arsen, the lost Jellyfish got caught by the Kraken A Greek Myth in the 20th century