Chapter 12- Zehra

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LOUIE POV

"MATT!!" I run inside our dark basement and see Webby struggling to hold onto Zehra.

"What the hell's going on in here?!" I yell, trying to help Webby keep Zehra calm.

"I- I don't know! I went to get her water then she started screaming!!"

Webby holds onto Zehra's loose, long sleeved, white shirt, trying to stop her from moving. Not working. 

I quickly let go of her, step outside, turn on the light, then go back to keeping her quiet. With the light on, it's easier to see she was crying. 

"MATT! I'M SORRY! PLEASE!" She screams again.

Who da hell is "Matt"? Boyfriend? Friend? Brother? 

"PLEASE!! MATT, HELP!"

Shit! She's calling for help! Stop making me seem like a bad person, Zehra! You're hurting our dear reader's feelings!

OK, I've had enough. 

Breathing heavy, fuming, angry, I step behind Zehra, and raise my hand up to strike her.

That is... until a person knocks Webby out... 

.... Then me.

ZEHRA POV

Webby falls onto the floor, not fighting me anymore. Then I hear a "click" and "thud" behind me, and notice Louie's knocked out, too. 

When I lift my head, I see Matt. He has his hand where Louie's head was supposed to be.  Then my brother's eyes meet mine. 

I see something in there I haven't seen in a long time... 3 years, to be exact.

When I look at his eyes, I see fear. 

He was worried for what Louie was going to do to me, so he saved me... My brother is still in there. 

After looking at each other, tears form in his eyes, and he throws himself onto and starts crying. It's soothing... Not in a "psychopathic" way, but... I can listen and see that he is still here, he does love me, and he is vulnerable.  

"Shh, shh..." I hold my baby brother in my arms and start rocking in place. He hugs me tighter than ever, and just...

... Cries.

"I'm sorry... I- I should've just l- let you out. That was so s- scary! I thought I was g- gong to lo- loose you!" He cries, soaking my white shirt, but I don't care....

Me staying with Athena hurts my baby brother... more than I could've imagined... Maybe I should go to him... he has no other family! Mom has been kicked out of our hearts the moment she striked Matt. 

"Please don't leave me again, Zehra! PLEASE!!!" 

A tear leaves my eye... but I can't cry. Crying is a waste of time. I need to decide. 

Will I stay with Athena?

Or will I go to my baby brother?

I can't decide this alone... I don't care what happens, I need to talk to someone. Someone that won't effect the outcome. So, no Matt or Athena. Not Louie, Webby can't know I'm weak, Scrooge doesn't seem to like me, I'll just go to Dewey.

"Matt... can you give me some time to decide?" He looks up at me, and his watery hazel eyes break my heart. He sniffles and backs away. "Please?" I add.

He nods and disappears into the dark corner. When I walk to where he went, he isn't there...

OK. Now Dewey.

Thankfully, Louie forgot to close the door when he turned o the light. I run up the stairs, and call out one thing...

"Dewey!!!"

WHAT THE HELL?! THIS KITCHEN IS HUGEEE! 

Nope. No Dewey. NEXT!

I check the living room, but before I can exit, someone grabs my arm. 

It's not hard, but not loose. It's a firm hand, gently holding me, preventing me from moving. I would flip the person over, but-

"Zehra? What are you doing here?" I quickly hug the person.

"Dewey! Do you have time? I need to get something off my chest..." The person hugs back. 

Yup. It's definitely Dewey. I remember the hug. The arms, the chest, the feeling.

"Uh, sure. But, I thought you were mad at me...?" Dewey says, letting the hug go.

"No, don't worry. You sure you're not busy? This'll take a while..." 

He smirks. "For you? Always got time." Then he realizes what he said and blushes like crazy. "NO! THAT CAME OUT WRONG! I- UH-" He sighs, and I pat his shoulder.

"Don't worry, I got it." 

He gives me grateful smile, then leads me to the couch.

"What's up?"

I take a deep breathe, then speak.
"I realized... that Matt is really hurting... because of me. He's lonely, and he tries to protect me, but it gets hard for him, since I'm not with him... He... he's going to hurt you, Dewey! Then your family! Then he'll move to Athena, and everyone else I care about! I- I don't know what to do, Dewey... He's misguided! He needs me to help him, but I can't leave my life behind... He cried onto me just a few minutes ago... he's scared. He's hurting, and is dire need of love. But... so is everyone else! Do I go to Matt? Or do I stay with Athena?" 

I look to Dewey, and we stare at each other's eyes for a bit. 

"Who do I pick? Who do I help?"

Dewey smiles a sad smile before talking.

"Zehra, that's the problem! You're trying to help too many people! You're being misguided by your love for you brother and sister, and it's tearing you apart! I understand your brother needs you, but so do we. I mean, Athena! So does Athena!"

"So what do I do?" 

He thinks about the answer carefully. "Stay here. You won't have to worry about S.H.U.S.H, and you can speak with Athena, if you want. Plus, I'm here. Why would you want to leave?" He says with a cocky grin. 

I shove him and remember my sister. "Um... where is Athena? Is she okay?"

"Want me to take you to her?"

I look around. I don't want Matt to think I'm abandoning him. I'M NOT! I already spoke with him, and now it's Athena's turn... He won't be mad... right? I mean, Athena is my sister... 

"STOP ACTING LIKE YOU CARE!" Athena's words echo in my head.

OH, I CAN'T!

"Um... no." I answer

I see Matt's eyes in my mind, and I know he's smiling. He's glad I said no... But... I'm not. I have no clue if I can "read minds" but I saw him smiling in my mind. Are my eyes blue? Because that only happens with my blue eyes.

"Want to met Matt, officially?" I say.

Dewey looks hesitant. "I don't know... Isn't he... ya know. Evil?"

"No. He's my baby brother. He won't hurt you. RIGHT MATT?" I yell, making Dewey think I'm insane.

"Depends..." Matt walks in the room, and stands behind the couch. His eyes seem like they're on fire and he glares at Dewey while he talks. "Will you hurt Zehra?"

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