Chapter 6

I sit on the same old rock, covered with moss and small flowers that fight for power over the hard surface.

They exchange confused glances for a few moments.

From here I can see the scraps of my room. The figure of my mother sweeping the glass, sighing, stops. A hand covers her face as little spasms invade her body. I hear her sobbing from here.

- At last ...- I feel Will whisper, I hear his footsteps approaching.

I foresee that he will not be able to advance further, an invisible force prevents him from taking another step. Before I can react, my feet are covered in vegetation. I try to get them out, I move with something in my chest that I don't like, something other than fear intermingles with another feeling.

- No ... - I let out with a terrified voice. Instantly, cracks appear between the vegetation, I manage to get my feet out of the burial of it.

With a sigh, I remember the crystals that were still stuck, waiting for someone to pull them out. I bend my legs, in the Buddha position, and with a neutral expression, begin to slowly and calmly draw them out.

- What the hell…- Will whispers with a hand on his stomach, pausing for a moment to watch his body bend. He opens his mouth, half-digested food begins to escape from his body.

Sam rests a hand on his back and then stares at my feet.

- Excuse me, he's somewhat sensitive to blood. - I nod as I finish removing the last glass on the right. I change position, I continue with my left foot.

When I'm done, Sam is still holding his brown hair so he doesn't get vomit on his clothes.

I wiggle my toes as I calmly stretch my legs, turn my back to them, get off the rock, let my back rest in the grass. I close my eyes.

<< Are you close? >>

A growl echoes across the esplanade.

<< They are not dangerous. >>

A cub, between adulthood and childhood, appeared in the undergrowth before the horrified gaze of Sam and Will. I let him approach at a leisurely pace, I do not deign to move a muscle to receive him.

<< Beast. >> I accuse him when he drops his heavy head on my stomach, it almost takes my breath away. He just lets out a soft purr that's halfway to a growl.

The soft forest breeze caresses us, cradling us, urging us to close our eyes and fall into the arms of Morpheus. We are home. He tells us that he will protect us in our rest.

-I don't know whether to run or go to sleep with them… -Sam's whisper reminds me that we are not alone, I was about to close his eyes with the cub. - Hey!

I hear Will's complaint, it's just a whisper that interrupts our peace of mind once again. I smile, I think I don't mind having this craving again. I think it's normal next to him.

- You could say that you want my attention in other ways, you know?

- And you could stop screwing with me - Sam replies almost with a growl. - but not all of us have what we want.

- Ailey. - This time it's Sam who calls me, I can't help wondering how she knows my name, although, most likely, Will has told her. Doesn't he know how to keep his mouth shut? - We need to talk.

I make a quick, gentle gesture with my hand, afraid to wake the furry sleeper.

They sigh, they sit a couple of steps from our bed.

- You're not human. - I nod at the obvious revelation of his. That is something that I had already started thinking about a long time ago. - Okay, then…

Sam cuts him off to her dismay. I would dare to say that I am the first one to take it so well.

- The point is, you're not safe. - The same gesture prompts her to continue. - They also know you're here, although they haven't found you ...- She lets out a ragged sigh. - They are very close.

- That is why we have… proposed… to your parents that they send you to our school. - Will's voice sounds softer than usual. - It's sudden, but you'll be safe there.