Our gifts

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Samantha's POV I felt every muscle and nerve in my arm ache as Phillip examined my arm. He was so gentle and loving. "Am I hurting you?" He asked so concerned with me. He held my arm like a porcelain doll that would break and shatter if he let go. "How did you do that? How did you make him leave?" I wanted to change the subject hearing the anger and rage in Phillip's thoughts. Closely examining my arm, I could tell he was ignoring my question. "Phillip.... please answer me. How did you make Jerome do what you wanted him to do?" I tried again to get him to answer my question. I know he was concerned about my arm but I needed to know how he did it. He could see that it wasnt just a want but also a need to know. Looking down from my arm and carefully placing it on the table, he started to answer my question. "Our gifts are different for everyone. Some have telepathy, some have thought projection, and some have pathokinesis. There are many gifts my beautiful one. The earth goddess determines who receives what gifts. But usually we only have two. Mine are pathokinesis and mental manipulation. That's how I was able to make Jerome obey me. I only use my gifts when necessary." I'm necessary? Me? It had been so long since I felt necessary to anyone. I could feel the tears coming back into my eyes and I think Phillip could sense it. As I looked in his eyes I felt a sudden calm rush over me like waves Wait, is he using his pathokinesis on me? "Phillip, are you using your gifts on me?" I sent the question to him without saying a word. "I'm sorry Samantha. I knew if I tried talking to you to get you to calm down it wouldn't work. Please dont be mad. I just hate seeing you upset or crying." I wasnt mad at him, I just wish he would try talking to me first. "It hurts me when you hurt." He said in a low whisper thinking I wouldn't hear him. I looked into his tender cating eyes. Raising my hands to his face to cradle it. "Phillip I cant be mad at someone who shows me such concern, and I love you for that." After saying that to him his eyes lit up like a little kid on Christmas morning. "Will you go somewhere with me tonight? Theres a club in town that my uncle owns and I would be so happy if you'd go with me." My eyes lit up and I couldn't help but let a little eek escape my lips. Phillip could tell by my excitement that I was going to say yes. "Great. I'll send a dress to your room and have my uncles driver pick you up at 9. I promise my beautiful one, you are going to have a night to remember. I will take care of everything. All you have to do is be ready by 9." My heart was floating in my chest. I couldn't wait for tonight.
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