Chapter 7

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The Tattoo

After we ate our Stan-cakes we started the party which continued till midnight. We were all dancing and singing, talking about what happened while we were apart. Of course I didn't tell them about Aiden because I think it's too early for that. And about my dreams.....I don't really want to tell anyone about them.

Mabel and Pacifica were almost the whole day together. The family knows Mabel likes her but she won't admit it.

After our friends left, the others went to bed. I, on the other hand, felt that urge again. Now it was even stronger than yesterday night, and out of my dream most of all. I wrote a message for Mabel in case I didn't come back on time and left the Shack with a flashlight in hand.

After I got to Bill I sat on my knees and stared at him for awhile. His outstretched hand was looking especially tempting for someone to just come and shake as if something was actually going to happen. And so, without giving it much of a thought I lifted my right arm and shook his hand as if we were making a deal of some sort. The urge I felt slowly disappeared. But then...

"Aaaghh!!!" I screamed, suddenly feeling strong, piercing pain in my arm. I took off my hoodie and saw a yellow glow, graving something in my forearm. Blood was gushing like a fountain and my clothes were now practically a dark shade of red.

I wasted no time and sprinted back to the Shack. Ten minutes later, I was dialing the code for the vending machine.

"Don't." I froze. "It will be over soon." The voice said. I had no idea why I could hear it out of my dream, but now I had bigger problems. I couldn't decide what to do – go in Ford's room and ask for help, or hide everything up. Then I run in the bathroom and took the first aid kit .

I chose to hide it.

When I looked at my arm, I saw practically nothing because of the blood but that glow was clearly visible and still graving my arm. Then I looked in the mirror and my jaw dropped to the ground.

My right eye was glowing yellow with a slit instead of a pupil and my left eye was like...glitching, flickering in yellow. Then I saw small glow under my hair. I quickly knocked my hat away, lifted my bangs and saw my birth mark was yellow too. I was staring at the mirror examining every inch of my face. I didn't even mind the pain anymore.

Then the glowing and the pain started slowly to disappear. My arm and clothes were all covered in blood. Felt damp and sticky. I washed the blood off my arm and saw that there were no open wounds or anything. There was only a big circle with a smaller one in it.

I took some bandages from the first aid kit and wrapped them around the engraving. It didn't hurt at all now, but I didn't want to make excuses of why I have two big tattooed circles on my arm.

The blood on my clothes was already dry, so I didn't have to worry of any more stains while cleaning the ones I already left on my way here.

After I was done cleaning, I put the first aid in its place and went to my room. I slowly opened the door to not wake up Mabel. I took the note that I left earlier and then got some clothes to change into. I took my blanket and got downstairs again to wash the old clothes. After I was done I put them outside to dry. I wasn't really sleepy so I stayed outside and laid on the couch on the porch.

Next morning

I was still laying on the couch with my blanket over me, listening to the sounds around me.

Stan came out with his coffee. "Good morning, Grunkle Stan." I chuckled after greeting him as he almost choked on his coffee. "Kid! What are you doing?! I almost choked here!"

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