Broken by Ellie Anne (reading well .TXT) 📖

brown, that stuff is true. My hair has been bugging me since I learned about that. My hair couldn’t be called brown, even by a colorblind person.” she said “I just don’t get why I’m so special. Plus, most people with dark hair don’t have blue eyes. Sometimes, I just want to look normal, not like some kind of pigment mishap. I really want to know why I’m so different.” she finished, her tone all the way through was sad and scared.

That’s when I thought of something.

 


Chapter Seven
Possibilities


Onika’s magically disappearing bruises, unnaturally black hair, amazing blue eyes, it was all starting to fit together. I’d read books about how some people are psychic, and that they tend to look different than everyone else, special. Onika had to be a psychic. Most people would never believe in such things but when you’re a werewolf, you find that everything that you thought was just science fantasy is your reality. Some people wouldn’t necessarily call healing a psychic ability, but it is, and I bet it’s exactly what Onika is. As for what Gregory thought I could do, I have no idea; I’m certainly not anything special.


After school, while we were walking back to Nik’s house, I could tell Onika was getting suspicious about something.

“Okay, spill it. I know you know something.” she commanded after about two minutes of walking.

“I know I’m probably not right and that I might sound crazy but, I think you’re a healing psychic.”I told her.

She just gave me a bewildered, mouth open look. She got herself together, and then went back to bewilderment, mouth agape again. I realized that I wanted so bad to be able to call her mine, to be able to say ‘Oh, Onika, yah she’s taken, by me.’ Nik was kind and amazing and so strong, she could deal with anything and everything. I realized she was staring at me. Suddenly, He’s so cute when he thinks came into my head in Nik’s voice. Oh heck no, there’s absolutely no way I’m a telepath. Bu-u-u-ut, I can use this to find out if she likes me as much as I like her. I started planning. Man, he’s cute no matter what. And he’s the nicest guy ever, man. She sighed mentally.
I could tell that this could be both very, very fun and kind of hard at the same time. But I didn’t mind, I didn’t mind at all. I noticed Nik walking off toward a tree.

“C’mon, I called my parents and told them I was gonna be late ‘cause I wanted to take a detour through the woods. I figured you’d need time to think and I wanted to be here . . . with you.” she said the last part slowly, blushing.

I came over and gave her a quick hug. “You really are the best. No matter what.” I told her.

She smiled and blushed again. We sat down by the tree she was standing at. I got out an extra notebook and jotted down notes and did some quick little doodles. Nik was the musician and I was the crappy artist. She scooted closer to me and glanced at my doodle, it was her in profile.

“Wow, is that me.” she said, a smile creeping into her voice.

“Yah, but it’s not very good.” I replied, getting out my eraser.

She guessed what I was planning. “Hey, don’t erase it, it’s amazing. You’re really good. Better than I could ever be.” she was looking at me when she said it. My pulse sped up as I looked back at her. I put my hand on the nape of her neck and pulled her towards me.

“You’re amazing you know that.” I whispered.

“Not as amazing as you are.” she whispered back.

We were interrupted by someone who decided to go for an afternoon walk.

“Hey, can I take you out soon?” I asked, hoping she’d say yes.

“I’ve been waiting forever for you to say that.” she said with a smile. She leaned forward and gave me a little peck on the cheek. I felt like walking on air. The past few days had just been us and Sam. John was sick and Sam got a ride home so Nik and I always had a little time to ourselves. The rest of the walk to her house was spent holding hands and racing to the ends of blocks.

When we finally got to her house, we were panting and laughing. Nik’s parents still weren’t home and Nik’s twin, Trevor, had basketball practice. Life was good. We sat down on her couch and started watching “How the Grinch Stole Christmas”. After all, it was only a few more weeks till Christmas.

A few minutes in, Nik snuggled up close and rested her head on my shoulder.

“This okay?” she asked.

“Yup, it sure is.” I replied, grinning.

She snuggled even closer and I wrapped my arms around her. If I died like this, I’d die happy.


We were half way through when I could hear Trevor walking up the drive. All I could think of was how I so didn’t want these moments to end.

“Hey, Trevor’s home.” I whispered.

“’Kay, cool.” she mumbled.

“Should I go?” I asked, starting to get a little confused.

“No, why would you. He’s just my brother.” she said.

“Alright, I just don’t want to mess things up right now, I’m having the time of my life right now.” I told her and held her a little tighter. In return she buried her head in my neck and mumbled something made indecipherable by my T-shirt.

Trevor walked in. When he looked at Nik and me cuddling on his couch, he got angry, really angry.

“What are you doing with my sister?!” he nearly yelled.

“Well, she invited me over and we watched a movie.” I replied, trying to keep my cool.

“Onika what’d he do to you.” he directed the argument towards her.

“Nothing, Trevor, chill out. Erin’s the nicest guy ever, he’s cool.” she said, trying to get her brother to calm down. It didn’t work.

“Are you just covering for him?!” he bellowed.

He came stalking over to me, his face turning red. He tried to grab my shirt but I anticipated the classic move and grabbed his wrist, turned him around and held his arm behind his back.

“Really guys, nothing happened. We were just watching a movie. Besides, I’ve got a date soon.” Nik said with a smirk.

I let go of Nik’s brother. He just stared at her, bewildered.

“With who?” he asked, sounding genuinely concerned.

“Well, you were yelling in his face a minute ago.” she said sarcastically.

My new friend Trevor didn’t take it so well. He turned red again, and swung a fist in my direction. I caught it and chicken-winged him again. This guy just didn’t learn, did he?

“Nik, I think it’d be best if I left. I’ll see you later, okay.” I said, letting Trevor go again.

Before she could reply, Trevor burst out, “WHAT DID YOU CALL MY SISTER?!”

“Trevor, shut up and back off. I asked him to call me that, Sam does and I don’t see why he shouldn’t. You really need to calm down.” she said, trying to calm the animal. He turned on his heel and stormed up the stairs. Je-e-ez that guy needed a chill-pill.

Nik yelled up, “I’m going for a walk, see ya later.” To me she said, “I don’t know about you, but I wanna leave.”

She tugged my hand and we left.

I started thinking of all the possible things Gregory could be up to. None were pleasant, seeing as good ol’ Greg wasn’t the pleasant type.


Chapter Eight
Plans


“So, how ‘bout Friday at five? Whatever you want to do.” she asked me once we got a few blocks away from her house.

“Okay, Friday, five o’clock, picnic?” I asked.

“Absolutely perfect.” she said as she grabbed my hand.


We walked until we got to the park. The parks here were amazing. Some had little streams running through them and others had mini forests. This one, however, had both. Onika started walking towards the frozen stream; I just stood where I was. Then, with all my wolfie sneakiness, I ran up behind her and scooped her up. She jumped and started laughing.

“Jeez, Erin, don’t scare me like that!” she reprimanded me.

I just laughed and held her closer. She wrapped her arms around my neck and shoulder, just like in the movies. Nik had the hugest smile on her face, her hair slightly messed up from my sneak attack.

I slowed to a stop and set her down. She looked so happy, so at home here.

“You come to the park a lot?” I asked her.

“When I was little it was my favorite place in the world. Nothing is as calm as a park in the middle of winter.” she said, her tone turning dreamy.


I was too excited about our “date” to be able to enjoy the calm. Inside, I was jumping up and down and shouting “YES”. Something told me Nik could tell I was excited, she just smiled, shook her head, and did a perfectly sarcastic eye-roll. That was Nik for you, the best at sarcasm and the best at being herself.

She sat down next the stream and looked like some princess out of a fairytale. Then again, I guess that’s what life really is, whether you know it or not. All around us are things we never thought could’ve existed. Life is one big, unknown mystery. I sat down next to her and put my arm around her