Mine, Not Yours

Blame

"Where should I start? It's kind of a long story. Maybe the very beginning is good. You see, the moon goddess decided to create us-"

"WAYNE!" A door was kicked open and in stormed a familiar face.

"Aunt Rori?" What was she doing here? Wayne sighed.

"HOW DARE YOU TAKE MY LITTLE ARIZONA AWAY?!?" She grabbed him by the ear and yanked him down so they were eye to eye. "If I hadn't checked my crystal ball sooner, I would have-"

"Aunt Rori. What are you doing here?"

She released Wayne and inspected my face.

"You aren't hurt, are you? No bumps? No bruises?"

I smiled and shook my head. "I'm fine."

She warmly smiled, then scowled. She turned and started to scold Wayne about fate and there being time for things. She was only seven years older than me, with light blonde hair that turned black at the end. She told me that when she was younger she was struck by lightning. I have no idea if she was being serious or joking with me. Her skin was very pale since she only went out at night and her golden eyes lacked sun. She had many earrings with the moon or stars, or a chain along her ears. She had a black choker on and was in a dark grey dress. It was her normal attire, even down to the crystals embedded in her skin. She said she was experimenting when she was younger and something went wrong. Then some crystals infused into the skin on her arms. But they are quite beautiful. They gleam in the moonlight.

"Wayne. It wasn't time for you to find them. You've imbalanced the universe."

"Rori, you know I don't believe in that crap. I never have."

She angrily smacked his head.

     Thunk.

Aunt Rori was much younger than him, but she acted like she was older. "How could you say that, you fool! Your parents met at the right moment, you met Madison at the right moment, and now you've ruined it all!"

He rubbed his head and I could have sworn I saw him pout. "Okay okay. I'm sorry. Now can you explain to me how you know my daughter?"

"I cured her so called illness."

     Aunt Rori tapped her choker, then I watched as Wayne's hand wrapped around her throat. He lifted her slim body high off the ground. I screamed and fell off of the stool and onto the ground.

"Wayne. Control him." Aunt Rori strained. How was she not choking?

"W-Wayne." His eyes darted to mine and I screamed again. I ran to a door that led outside and ran. I didn't even notice that it was dark outside. It was pitch black. My breaths and my feet crunching the dry leaves were the only thing I heard. It was dead quiet and it was cold. My clothes weren't fit for running. Mom was right. He's a monster. I screamed as something slammed into my side and I tumbled down a hill. I landed in a crevice, but my head hit a rock. I didn't move, hoping that if it was an animal it would think I was dead and move on. I slowly breathed. My eyes darted back and forth. I was okay. I was fine. A hand suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me up. Wayne was dressed in only shorts. But it was so cold. How is he not freezing?

His eyes were still pitch black, and it seemed like they were staring into my very soul.

"No! Let go!" He started dragging me back towards the house. My screams and wails echoed across the area. "Don't kill me. Please don't hurt me. Mom. Mom!" I sobbed. I just wanted to be okay. But I wasn't. He kicked the door open and tossed me to the kitchen floor. Cuts and scrapes covered my arms, and there was mud and dry leaves in my hair. I lifted my body and saw Aunt Rori lying against the wall. She had scratches on her beautiful face and her left arm was bleeding. She was putting pressure on it to stop the blood. Her hair was in a mess as if the wind had thrown her around. It was then that I saw the whole kitchen in ruins.