War of words.

13- I understand

After my grueling 13 mile walk to the school, I finally reach the hell hole. I pass through the crowds of people, trying my best to not be noticed. Today I am not wanting to be messed with. Once I arrive at my locker and pack my stuff into the tiny space, I can sense his presence somewhere. I can feel his blaring stare into my back. Well he can look all he want's, I'm not giving him any satisfaction.  I head to first period, hoping for the best and to my benefit it does. I dread to go to third period, because he is in that class, and I know he is at school. 

I enter the classroom and to my luck Ryder isn't here yet, so I sit down quickly. And as my joy reaches it's peak, it crashes at full force once he walks through the door, with such swagger it's sicking. I mentally roll my eyes and flick him off, bit I don't have the gut's to do it while at school. As he takes is seat in front of me I receive a text message from an unknown number, telling me to meet them at a secure location, the last thing the number texts me is 'we have info about your parents ;)' I try to reply, but the person has already block me so I cannot answer. I can't just leave class, so I will just ditch school when lunch starts. Here's another day of missing detention. But my parents matter more then my own discipline. 

The period goes by slow, but comes to an end and I bolt out of the door not even sparing a glance at Ryder. I'm lucky and don't feel him following me, so he's probably still pissed at me. I head to the exit of the building and start my long walk to the place where I will find out some important information. 

The walk isn't as long as I thought it would be, but as I reach my destination, I notice the old factory building is super run down. And looks like it could fall to the ground in seconds. I enter the damp building and I immediately get chills up my spine, something is wrong about this. I keep getting a bad feeling when I continue to walk further into the dark space. I see a slight opening in a door near the large rooms, corner. I make my way over and peak my eye into it, seeing two men and two other bodies, that I cannot make out. I see one of the men turn to me and smile. "Come in." I open the iron door fully, and enter the bright room. It's actually a really clean space and looks ten times better then the rest of this place. "Just hurry thus up, what is it?" I lift my chin up into the direction, the two unknown people are in. "Hm, we thought you'd be interested in a deal." As he finishes the sentence he lifts the bags off both individuals heads, and it's my parents! I rush up to hug them, but I am stopped by a strong arm. "Nope, not until you agree top our terms." He grins at me in an uncomfortable manner. "Fine, what do you want?" I slightly lower my head, trying to give them a hint that I am willing to comply. "First off, I'm Drake and this is my brother, Dex. No need to introduce yourself, we already know everything about you." My stomach turns as he says those evil words. "Just tell me what you f*****g want!" I raise my voice in desperation, knowing my parents are on the line. "My, my what a temper you have, that's no way to make friends." I cling my fist into a ball, trying to control the anger. "Just please.." My voice trails off, I'm not able to commit to the rest of my words. "That's better, What we want from you is very simple. We want you to work with us and follow what we say, or else...." He quickly raises a toy gun to my parents head and let's it go off, giving me a signal that they will be killed if I don't agree. "And in return we will leave you and your personally life alone, so do we have a deal?" without even thinking I nod my head with eagerness. "Good, we will be in touch soon." In a blink of an eye, they shoot up into the rafters and out the roof, it's almost as if they had powerful wings. I run to my parents and help them out of all the ropes that ties them down. Tears fall down my cheeks as I untie the remaining ropes and tape. 

Once I free them they move there muscles and hug me with such force it almost knocks me on my ass. "Oh sweetie, are you okay?" My mother rubs her hand over my smooth hair. My father the kisses the top of my forehead, not saying a word, but hugging me tightly. "What happened to you guys?" I ask with my voice shaking with worry. "Baby, We don't know, some men drugged us then they kept pumping drugs into our systems so we couldn't do anything but sleep pretty much." My breathe hitches in my throat, I put them through this. How can I live with that thought itching the back of my head. "Okay, let's get out of here, We need to explain some things to you."

My family and I take a cab back to our house and we all settle into the slightly messy living room. I sit on the small love seat while my parents sit on the main couch, looking at me with sadness. "We understand you are confused, and are being kept in the dark, but you must know that it is for your own good. We would never want to hide something from you unless we absolutely had to."  I stare down at my feet, scared to look them straight in  the eye as they tell the truth. "We didn't just randomly adopt you, you were given to us by your birth parents. They couldn't keep you safe anymore so they put us in charge of your safety. And for that we owe them our lives." My eyes widen in disbelieve. There words are filled with lies, they have to, Right? "We have kept you hidden from people, who want to use you. And now that you are blossoming into a women, your ability's are becoming more powerful and uncontrollable, meaning they are being noticed by others." I can't breathe anymore. I've always kinda knew I was different, but not this different. No wonder people call me a freak. "You are someone who is very important to a s**t ton of others living in this world." What am I to do with this information I am hearing, but not processing it? "We will just lay it flat out on the table, you are what we call, 'night monster' or better known as a 'storm goddess' that's why your parents gave you that name." I sit motionless on the couch, hoping to dissolve into thin air. "You are heaven and hell's weapon. You are something so unbelievably powerful, that few can stand with you. You are the key to this worlds salvation. We have been keeping you hidden from demons and angles, attempting to take you to their kings and queens." WHAT THE LIVING f**k!! "We know Ryder is talking to you, and you must not talk to him. He is the demons kings, brother. He will be next in line if his brother has no children." My heart sinks to my stomach, I thought he cared for me, but I was once again just used for personal gain. "We cannot keep you safe anymore that is why, your brother will be returning to help you cope with your powers, your brother is half demon, half human." Well at least one good thing has came from their mouths. I guess everything makes sense now. "I can't do this." They look at me and give me smiles that tell me they feel guilty for me. "Sweetheart, you have no choice, you don't understand how many things are living on your fingertips." Maybe in the future I will be able to cope with this better, but as of right now my world feels as if it is all crashing down on me. "No you are wrong, I understand clearly. What I am saying is, that this is too much. How can a 16 year old girl, handle the world in her small hands?" I stare into their eyes, I can tell my eyes have gone into there weird form, because my parents and slightly shaking. "Please relax, you can handle it with time." Once they finish they leave me in the living room to think about their words. After sitting there for more than an hour I hear a slight knock at my front door. and right away I know who it is.