Wonder

Bitter words

Chapter 7

Driving back from Asher's house I had this weird feeling of cosiness. His father or should I say Chad was very inviting, oddly it felt good to be welcomed.

We talked for hours about how I discovered my hidden talent that very few possessed as Asher sat quietly in the corner of the room with a blank look on his face. Almost cold but my mouth just would not stop running, he was like me.

I did not have it in me to ask him what was up because his father was sitting in the same room but I had I feeling he was upset about something.

Chad has this smile on his face that I just could not place but it was warm and happy, it was slightly uncomfortable to have someone stare at me like that.

Chad fixed my car in no time, almost like magic. I asked him what I owed him and he said I was practically part of the family now so I did not owe him a single penny.

We had he same talent that made us the same he said.

It felt odd to have someone want me as part of there family I was alway the black sheep in the pack of white sheep prancing around like their so amazing even if there all the same. It was amazing really the thought patterns of people.

It was amazing that Asher was a fire spitter but it seemed odd that he already kind of knew I was an ice spitter as he called me. It was as if he was told to look for me but that would be outrageous because nobody knew other than my parent.

Shaking my head and feeling my soft brown hair brush my face I stare at the empty road ahead of me. The ice still thick but thankfully not black ice, I already has a rather unfortunate run in with that today.

I wonder what my parents are doing right know probably sitting in the kitchen talking about how I probably just left finally. God I really hated my parents.

Yes, they let me live under their roof but when I am old enough to core for myself it pretty much figure it out on your own Olivia.

Okay you might be say wait until there gone how will you feel then. Nothing. There just people I know, nothing special. Just people.

Pulling up to my house I hop out of the car and grab my school bag. My keys dangle in my hand as I my shoes crunch over the snow. The lights are on in the house as I walk up I see the door partly open.

Pushing the door fully open and peaking my head inside I find my mother and my father all sitting around in the lounge with a very annoyed looking Madison stuck in the middle.

Her eyes find mine and a look of annoyance crosses her face. "Can I go know." She quickly as she stand to leave.

My parents nod their heads and she goes to walk up stair but before her feet touches the first step she whispers something into my ear. "You should have stayed out." She hisses before I hear her feet pad up the stairs loudly.

My mother stands and looks me directly in the eyes. "Please take a seat Olivia. We something to talk to you about." Her voice is monotone as me father slowly nods his head at her words. That same look of annoyance on both of their faces, it makes my father appear older.

I sit down as they both stare at me. "It this some kind of intervention." I ask slowly as they keep their eyes locked on me.

"We believe you have gotten out of control." Her voice is icy almost as icy as the powers I possess.

"Gotten..out .. Of ... Control.?" I say slowly as they both nod their head but I can see this is all my mother opinion. The word not foreign in their mouth but definitely in my own.