Derek came back with us. I was able to feel his hugs again, and Mikala clung into him, probably still not grasping the idea that our brother was alive, for now.
We grieved so much for him, but now, seeing him as new as ever made us happy once again.
“I’ll tell you once we plan everything out,” Derek says, referring to dad and him.
“You guys will let me help you, right? We need everything to distract them.” I speak hopefully, but Derek’s stern look tells me not to get my hopes up.
“We won’t let anything hurt you,” he reassured me and I just nodded, still dazed in my atrocious thoughts.
Mikala looked petrified and I knew that she didn’t want to face the pain again. I couldn’t exactly blame her, I mean, for a child like her, it must be tiring to have this huge power and be able to fight
