No longer secret

Not too long after she left her presence, she returned with a tray that had a kettle on it and a small cup that sat beside it on a saucer.  She approached her , placing the tray on the table that was before her.  April sat up , almost like she was eager for a warm cup of tea. 

"Thanks so much Aunt Freya."

She said,

"Oh nonsense, my nephew's guest is my guest " 

Freya stressed , holding up the kettle from the tray pouring some tea in the cup . She handed it over with the saucer to April who received it with a smile. She then turned to take a seat directly opposite hers. 

April sipped from the tea carefully, the steams from the cup told of how hot it must be. 

"Hmmm.. this is a good cup of tea.."

She commended with a smile , lowering the cup from her lips.

Freya smiled back.

"What's in it..can't quite tell the components, I used to be very good at that " 

She added .

Freya smiled without saying a word to her questions .

"Woah.." 

April voiced blinking her eyes almost like she was struggling to balance her vision.

"W-what's... happening..?" 

She asked again. 

She felt the room spinning and could hear her own voice echoing in her head in a deeper tone.  Freya moved closer to collect the tea cup and saucer from her hands, placing them on the table and sat beside her.

April saw her hands shake uncontrollably , her entire body told her something was wrong, soon she found herself short on air and she gave in to unconsciousness. As her body made a move to fall, Freya held her back , She laid her properly on the sofa placing her hands by her sides and her head on the chair arm suspending it high enough for her to reach on to it from behind her head. As she went on both knees, she maintained a straight face, placing her fingertips on both sides of April's head, she shut her eyes muttering some strange words repeatedly. Her head swayed gently to the rhythm of the words till her eyes opened up at once ,  they had become pale white . 

She maintained her position for a bit till Suddenly, her eyes are forced back to their normal state as she heard herself gasping for air due to the strong grip she felt  on her throat . 

"What do you think you're doing?"

Stace spoke angrily in her ear from behind her . His eyes glowed red with rage and he tightened his grip.

She tried to speak but could not. She took her hands up to her neck, tapping her fingers on his hand for him to let go . This made him push her to fall on her side as he loosened his grip.

"I.. am.. trying.. to ..understand.. the visions.. better " 

She strained her vocals to speak while she coughed. 

"How dare you?! "

Stace roared. 

…" I let you into my house and this is how you repay me, knowing how special this woman is to me !"

He added .

"You are a man in love, I do not expect you to think straight." 

She spoke trying to get back up on her feet.

..."I wasn't going to hurt her "

She said.

"You just tried to dig into her deepest memories, having made her unconscious, you definitely would have fried her brains! " 

He roared .

" I was being careful. If we don't find out now the meaning of the visions , we will be the blind men at the war front " 

She spoke unbalanced as she got up on her feet. 

"There is no war !!! Just you allowing yourself give into the madness of your dreams "

He replied.

"Dreams are never ordinary. They are messages from the gods to keep us safe" 

She retorted. Stace marched towards her.

" If you ever, try as much as to touch a strand of her hair again, I will rip your head off" 

He told her sternly with his eyes fixed on hers. He then turned towards April who laid motionless on the sofa.

" Allow me to protect you" 

Freya  voiced .

"I am not Vladimir , get over his death already. I don't need you to protect me . Obviously you are too idle , hence your mind has become the devil's factory" 

He said moving back to where she stood. She shivered shutting her eyes briefly almost like she had gone down memory lane in that instant. 

He pulled her hand open and placed a tube in it. The tube contained a few hair strands.

"What is this ?" 

She asked .

…"What does it look like . I need information on it by morning, do what you witches do best ,now wake her up!!!"  

He ordered .

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Earlier on 

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In his office chair, he sat with his eyes buried in his computer and his hand holding on to a piece of paper.

Entering was Walter. He shut the door behind him and approached Stace's desk.

" Such an easy assignment and it took you almost forever" 

Stace spoke without lifting his head. Walter pulled out a chair and took his seat .

"Ofcourse , getting you a lady's hair strands is quite easy when she isn't dead or unconscious" 

He replied .  Stace smiled lifting up his head to look at Walter.

"Well did you get it?"

He asked.

Walter shook his head, reaching his hand in his suit jacket's pocket , he took out a tube handing it over to Stace . 

"So how did you get it then?" 

Stace asked keenly. Walter sighed and then replied ,

" Well, turns out Officer Rene is also annoying in her schedules , getting her to be alone was almost impossible and so I gave up. I sent her a text that lured her outside the building , and while she tried to make sense of the text and how come she met with no one, I breezed behind her with your scissors " .

"Oh wow, how smart" 

Stace taunted.

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Presently.

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Sighing at her nephew's stubbornness, she moved towards April , on her knees she Went, holding on to her hands, she spoke some words repeatedly and soon April regained her consciousness .

"Stace..?..W- what ... happened..?" 

She tried to speak once her eyes opened up. Stace moved to sit next to her.

"You passed out , you must be stressed" 

Freya replied smiling at her . She got up and turned to exit the living room.

..."I had the strangest dream" 

April said holding on to her head.

"It's okay love.. you're fine now.. I was worried.." 

Stace told her . He planted kisses on her forehead. Pulling her closer, he wrapped his arms around her. 

..." It's okay.." 

He whispered planting more kisses on her head. 

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Evening.

WALTER .

Dressed in an ash colored singlet and carton brown shorts was Walter jogging down the stairs , he approached the door , turning the knob open. 

"Luna "

He voiced.

"Oh hi.. Walter . Been a while. "

She said walking in unsteadily . She was in a see through gown and held onto a bottle of wine .

Walter shut the door and placing his hands in his shorts pockets , he stared at her with a straight face. 

" What are you doing here?" 

He asked her.

She turned towards him and gave him a smile.

" Really? That's how you treat your friends? Your Luna? "

She replied tipsily. She turned again moving into the living room . Walter rolled his eyes in frustration and followed behind her.

"What do you want Luna?"

He asked again.

She fell on the Sofa sipping from the bottle briefly .

"Okay .. that's enough" 

He told her as he made a move to get the bottle off her hands. She hesitated, standing up instead , she wrapped her arms around his neck, he looked at them and looked back at her with furious eyes. She ignored. 

" You know .. hmm .. you are such a charmer.."  

She said , biting on her lips.

..."Just stop being so tough and let's have some fun.. " 

She whispered sliding her tongue down his chest .

"I think it's time for you to leave" 

He told her.  He turned ,heading back towards the door in a bid to hold it out for her to walk out.

"Is that so? " 

She said walking towards him. 

…"you know.. I wondered.. why? Why wouldn't Stace forgive me?  why wouldn't he love me again? He wouldn't take my calls or reply to my messages. Each time I went over to his apartment, he would show me the way out ! Heh.. he'd say ITS OVER LUNA..GET THAT INTO YOUR THICK SKULL "

She laughed .

…" And you.. his loyal dog, always by his side, supporting him in all he does, you wouldn't even talk to him to give me one last chance. You didn't care, I thought we were friends?" 

She said with a grin . 

"You betrayed him. What did you expect? That I applaud you? Stace is my brother , and you were  just a woman he loved , I had no choice but to like you not knowing who you truly were , a desperate woman  who cares about nothing else but her place in the pack " 

Walter replied her with a facial expression that spelt disgust.

" Ofcourse..  okay, okay, obviously you don't enjoy talking about me , so we change the subject yea? Now I was thinking,  what if we talked about something else…. Something more interesting like….. April Smith ?" 

She stressed changing her countenance almost immediately sounding as though she was never tipsy .