There is Power in Death

Chapter 14

TW: Mentions of murder and death

Talan decides to go back downstairs to talk to Mr.Silvia. He said something about Alegra being too infuriating.

"Oh yeah, I'm not really Talan's ancestor. I just felt like teasing him! Truthfully, I'm your ancestor, Alex. The same goes for the girl that scared everyone. I forget her name, it's forgettable like that. That Cyrus or Cyprus dude made that lie. I kinda blackmailed him into it."

"Why don't you just tell Talan? Wouldn't that make more sense?" Benji points out.

"You have a point there, but I can't do that. Strict family rules. I'm also not the girl's sibling, but I am one of her descendants."

"That's good to know. It's cool that we're related."

"Okay, so where am I staying?"

"You can either sleep in the living room or share my room with me. My spare room is a gaming room, so no one can sleep in there."

"Okay! Sweet! Imma share your room."

"Um, Alegra, I don't think it's nice to sit on the coffee table," Benji tells them.

"Actually, I sit on the counter and table all the time. It's a bad habit, but it's fine."

"I didn't know that. In that case," Benji takes a seat on the counter.

"You guys can help yourself to food, I'm going to go set up another bed for Alegra."

"Sure thing! I'm going to start making a dinner, since I'm here anyways."

Alegra just sits on the table and scrolls through a phone that he probably stole.

I walk down the hall to my room and choose another bed using the tablet. I choose a very plain bed and put it across from my own. That should be good for them. I can let them decorate later.

I walk into the kitchen and smell spaghetti and garlic bread, as well as Caesar salad. It smells amazing and nostalgic. I've had this plenty of times before, but can't pinpoint when or where. It's on the tip of my tongue, so why is it so hard to remember?

"Hey Alex! Doesn't this smell delicious? Benji can really cook!" Alegra exclaims when I enter the room.

"I know! They made a lunch when we went to the beach and it was the best food I'd ever tasted!"

"A lunch date at the beach? How romantic," they raise their eyebrows in a teasing manner.

"I-it's not like that!" Benji protests.

"Well, no matter. I have a feeling that it might be, and I'm usually correct. I also think that something is about to burn."

"My garlic bread!" Benji rushes back to the kitchen.

"What was that about?"

"Are you seriously that dense, Alex? I expected more out of you!"

"Well, Alegra, I didn't have much human interaction when I was alive."

"Call me Al, and why not?"

"Ah, well, my family was very rich, and very well known,  so I wasn't allowed to walk outside without a bodyguard. I would much rather stay inside and alone, than outside and surrounded by bodyguards. It was boring and I wasn't even allowed to buy certain things because it would ruin the company ans family's image."

"I know how you feel."

"You do?"

"Nope! I grew up poor, remember. I'm pretty sure I mentioned that earlier."

Right, I guess they did.

"Sorry! I didn't clue in."

"It's fine. I can tell you're a good person and wouldn't intentionally hurt a friend. And enemy, however is a different story."

"I-I'm sorry? I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Oh Alex. I've been watching you and keeping in touch with Miss Kal for seventeen years. I know about everything you've done."

"No, I mean it. I don't know what you're-" Oh no.

I just remembered. Three years ago. I was fourteen. It was my birthday and I wanted to have a party. My parents wouldn't let me, but I was determined. I remember going to the mall surrounded by bodyguards and sneaking off. I ran to where my dad worked and found him. I had a knife with me, and I tried to kill him. I didn't remember that until now, I thought it was just a dream. Why did I do that? He was my father, so why did I try killing him?

"So you remember? That's good."

"Guys! Dinner's ready!" Benji interrupts.

"Oh, goodie!" Al says.

"Alex, are you okay?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm fine. Just a head rush."

"Okay, well come get the food."

We fill up our plates and eat in an uncomfortable silence. I try my best to savour Benji's food, but my mind is occupied. What did they mean by 'That's good'? How is it a good thing that I stabbed my dad? He was a good person, right? No, that's definitely not right. He was never home. He was a horrible father on the days he was home. I'm guessing I wasn't charged because it was probably covered up. This is bad. Did I ever do anything to mom that I forgot about?

"I'm heading home, so I'll see you guys tomorrow."

"Bye, Benji! We should go talk to Mr.Silvia tomorrow morning. Meet me at the restaurant after you wake up."

"Sure thing. Goodbye Alegra."

"Adios, mi amigo."

Benji walks out the door and closes it behind them.

"Okay, so you did in fact try killing your father, but your mother covered it up by saying you were on a new type of medication, and that you sometime went a little crazy. She claimed that was why you were never seen in public. Your bodyguards got fired and you were told that it must have been a bad dream. You did try hurting your mom after that, but were restrained. I would often come over to visit your aunt. We were pretty good friends. The whole time I was a Phanter. I was fired when you were thirteen, but had been working for a while. I was permitted to get my own house in the living world, but lost it when I was fired."

"I see. So my parents were lying to me?"

"Another thing that you should know, all Phanters have killed at least one person. This means that you are also a murderer."

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