Fate, My Elementals & I (Breaking Borders)

Dreams vs Reality II

*** Bren's Pov ***

The internal battle of light and dark is an eternal epic battle that we all fight. We exist in a world where there are constant temptations making you have to choose, on a daily basis, which side you are on. Choosing light has not been easy for me. Since I could remember, no one really loved me. My teachers never cared enough, past giving me a sandwich or a band-aid. My boss did what he could by offering me a place of solace and some advice. I wasn't ungrateful for all that he did. In fact, he was the reason I didn't allow myself to just fade away from existence.

Whip! Ahhhhh! No, no, I don't know what you are talking about. Kick! Punch! Ahhhhh!!! I never met any queen, please. I don't know!

My eyes opened at the memory. I became alert for any sounds or movement. Sitting up wasn't as much as a pain as it normally was. I wasn't on the ground. The soft smooth feeling reminded me of sheets and a bed. I haven't had a bed in so long. Is this a dream? A small sound like a moan came from beside me. I flinched. Looking over, I saw nothing but long curly hair, and what little of the body I could see was wrapped in a silver silk nightgown. Then, the present came back to me in flashes.

She's Evony. The little girl. The one who gave me access to the core power and made me a target for that maniac. Rather me than the others, though. Thanks to Joey, I was able to keep my secret. I never thought I would be grateful for being constantly abused and always in fear, so much so, I was numb to it. She's grown up. I guess we both were. Me, psychologically forced, more than physically. I looked down realizing I was indeed naked. My ribs printed out like a macabre xylophone. Skinny arms and legs, with nobby knees. Then took a better look at her, my eyes still adjusting to the current lighting. She looked healthy. Her hair was alive and vibrant, full bust, her nails were shaped and pink. I looked at my hands and saw that the bruises had faded away to barely visible marks. My nails, though, held the evidence of the way I would scratch and scrape at the door, or floor, while being locked in or beaten.

Evony mumbled something, turning her head to the side and her natural curtain parted. Getting to glimpse a side of her face, her pink plump lips which were parted slightly, as her breathing evened out again. I blushed, remembering how she kissed me and the feeling that came with it. I never wanted to be with anyone. Couldn't even acknowledge other girls, or guys. Just her. She was always all I could hope for or dream of. She was there and she was my first kiss. It may be the only time she'll ever do that, but I will cherish that moment forever. Blushing even harder, at the realization that she must have seen me naked and sad that she saw me like that.

Yes, how could she have kissed you because she was attracted to you? You're nothing! Your less than nothing! She doesn't want you! She feels sorry for you! You are nothing but a pathetic pet. The queen you want to protect, all she'll do is use you and throw you away!

No, that's not true. She came for me....... She saved me. Leave me aloneeee!!! You're not here. You can't be. Evony said she would keep me safe. She will protect me! The guys....... they took care of me! My bruises are gone! They won't let you hurt me!!!

I held my head while the battle continued. The voice of that beast, all the things he told me over the years of my captivity. I don't know how long I have been there, or how long it took for them to find me. I scrambled out of bed, barely able to keep on my feet. I wobbled and threw something on the ground. Turning around, I sighed in relief, noticing she wasn't woken up by the noise, and made my way to the door.

Getting myself away from her, making sure she's never hurt because of me, fueled my movements and clouded my mind. Their voices, all the things I found out about myself and my kind. How they poked and prodded at me. Trying to get the fire to act out. How they would punish me when it remained dormant. Every time they asked how I was activated, where the queen was and causing her name to be on the tip of my tongue, but I would swallow it, because I would rather die, than let them get to her. That no matter how much I wanted to live, even to never see her face one more time, I would never give her up.

All that loyalty, rewarded with a pity kiss. You're pathetic! His voice echoed and continued cursing my existence because it made his power leave him. He called me an imposter and weak. My snarky retorts and sarcasm only angered him more. My very being was the reason he grew weaker and weaker, reverting into what type of Fatum he actually was. The smell of his rotting core still burns my nostrils and made me puke, bringing me back to reality.

Finally, out of my head and the voice silent, I realized I had made a mess of things, in what looked like the common room and that I had drawn an audience. There they were. Glow up versions of themselves. The dreams of us as children verses the reality in front of me, almost blurred, but I said no more. I want to remain here and now. "Please help me, say something. Keep my attention on now. I don't want to remember anymore. Please......." I begged as I slumped my tired body on the floor.

The feeling of warm arms wrapped around me and her smell washed away the memory of the brute. No more taunting or crude remarks. I felt her breath in my ear, it tickled.

"I'm here, your here. Your brothers are here. You are with us. You are safe. You are loved. You must repeat this every time the thoughts get too much. I promise it will help and you won't be lost in your own mind anymore. I saw your pain and I know it was much, but please know you are stronger than it. You did not only survive it, but you will soar above it. You are the earth's core heat. What sustains life. I am your light. Let me be your beacon, in your darkest moments," she whispered to me, so gently, that it calmed me. I had not noticed I was shaking, until I stopped. Feeling exhausted, I leaned my weight on her and surrendered myself to her comfort.

Feeling her soft lips kiss my forehead and fingers play with my matted hair, I knew she believed in me. Now I had to believe in myself.

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*** Evony's Pov ***

Running into the room, seeing the boys, shouting at Bren. Attempting to get his attention as he held his head, walking and stumbling over everything. Banging himself on the end table, throwing down anything that was not too heavy or permanently attached. It was chaos.

"It's like trying to corner a wild alley cat, the hell! It's too late for this s**t," Addanon complained as he jumped over the lamp Bren had just smashed.

"Well, I never had the pleasure of that experience, but I could only presume it was unpleasant," Cannon remarked as he ducked due to Brennon unconsciously throwing a water glass across the room.

"Would you both shut up and help me wake the guy up!" Dev yelled, exasperated at both of them.

Clearly, none of them sensed me yet and continued to try to get closer to their brother. Shaking my head at their mundane attempts and wondering how long I should let this go on. It was quite amusing, watching them run around like headless chickens. Their team work needed a lot of fine tuning. If I had to battle the usurper with this lot, their bickering alone would help his cause. Brennon was experiencing an episode. Did none of them recognize that?

Devion was the first to register the pull that exists once I am nearby, causing the other two to look my way as well. I arched one eyebrow at them, silently asking why they were behaving like buffoons. This look was interrupted by my beloved flame, vomiting, effectively bringing him out of whatever volatile memory he was trapped in.

When he begged us to speak to him, I saw all the guys' hearts break and they froze. Typical men! Walking forward and holding him, giving him what he needed in this moment, I said those words not only to remind him, but I placed something in his mind, so when he repeated them, he would always feel the peace he felt now. I was not lying when I told Addanon my powers did not work on them, but as susceptible as Bren is, I can do one or two things to help him, before he is at full strength again.

He relaxed into my arms, his breathing regulated and the shakes slowed. At some point, Addy and Dev moved closer, not sure if it was to comfort Bren or protect me, in case he raised hell again. Cannon, being the over thinker that he is, returned to the room with a pair of boxers and a tshirt for Bren.

Dev took the shorts from him, kneeling next to Bren, saying, "Hey buddy, it's me Devion. I am just going to help you put on some shorts, alright. You're making Addy jealous." Causing Addy to glare at him.

Brennon then rasped out, "First time we met he couldn't take his off me. He must be fan girling now." Bringing out full blown laughter from us. Receiving a f0ck you both retort from Addanon, while Dev used that time to guide his legs into the garment, making Bren lift his hips to slide up. Not ready to let go of him yet, I stretched my hand for the t-shirt and just draped it over his chest, cuddling him further.

The guys seemed to understand I had no intentions of moving yet, and started fixing things to make us more comfortable. First Addy went and got a cloth and cleaned Bren's bile off the floor, and a wipe for his face, which he did on his own. Then Dev placed cushions around us and sat behind me stretching his legs to the side of me, to give me some much needed support. While he was propped on the couch, Cannon took my other side, stretched out and asked Dev to help him spread a blanket for all of us. Surprisingly, Addanon threw down a couple of sofa pillows as well, making himself comfortable at our feet. Stealing some of the cover for himself too.

"What?" he asked, when he noticed we were staring.

"Nothing," Cannon was quick to say and shifted closer to me. Closing his eyes. Coward. Dev only smiled and rested his head on my hair.

"Thank you for staying. Bren will benefit from our joint closeness. It will help heal him faster," I said to help him find an excuse as to why he wanted to stay.

"Well, then, good night," Addanon said awkwardly, turning his back to me, but shifting closer so his back touched my feet, making me smile, knowing he wasn't full on rejecting me anymore.

Bren was still positioned on me. Head pillowed on my bre@sts. Snuggled his head on them. Then softly said, "I hate to be a total douche, 'cause you guys are being really awesome, but is there a possibility anyone can get me some water?"

Cannon huffed, effectively causing the others to chuckle and placed his finger over Bren's mouth, instructing "Open wide, wise ass."