My eyes were wide open with shock, my body frozen in place. As I tried to say something, God knows what I was going to say, I stumbled so much that it was completely incomprehensible.
What the actual hell was happening?
“What the hell are you going on about, Devin?” I half-shouted. “I’ve known you for three days and you already claim to know everything about me! What are you, some kind of mother-fucking stalker?” I was exasperated, okay? I had a right to slightly ramble.
Devin took a step towards me. I stepped away.
Just as he went to put his arm out to grab my wrist, he suddenly pulled it back, as if he had been electrocute, but our skin didn’t even touch. It was as if I had created a barrier from him. Wind was blowing roughly, much more than what mine had ever been before, and leaves were blowing everywherein a beautiful yet deadly dance.
“Rose, you-“
“Who the hell are you?” I shouted, my voice even louder than the wind. “And more importantly, what the hell is going on? Who threw that rock into my window? What the hell does Remorna mean? What is Kitaris? And what are you trying to say about me, Devin? That I’m a freak, or something?” God, I was so confused, my life was a puzzle with one piece short.
“Kitaris is where you’re meant to be,” Devin whispered, his voice smooth and calming which drifted through the wind sexily yet eloquently. “And you, are a Remorna. A very important one, too; so that’s why you need to come with me.”
I backed away from Devin. Suddenly, I was scared of him. All those times I had thought he was attractive, funny, kind, and real, were pushed out of my mind, and all I saw was a scary stranger standing in front of me, telling me things that seemed crazy…but unfortunately true.
“I’m pretty sure that if I was a Ramondo thingy, then I would know.” Why the hell should I believe him anyway? He's full of crap but some part deep down whispered to me, because everything he said is true, he's just like me. Wait, that is totally BS talking there, he is far from sanity, I still have my sanity thank you very much! That's why we are having a mental argument, isn't it Miss Sanity. Shut up! I yelled in my head realising that I may have a slight, very miniscule mentality issue.
“Remorna,” Devin corrected. “And actually, you don’t know. If you come with me, you’ll have answers for all of your questions. Just trust me, Rose.” Pfft, I thought, trust my ass.
I crossed my arms and shook my head. “No… why should I trust you? How do I know that you’re not just tricking me by taking me to some weird forest and, I don’t know, raping me?”
“Because I have morals.”
"Oh, oh how lovely to know what you have morals Devin." I clasped my hand onto my where the skin covered my heart.“And it's definitely trustworthy to know that I’m not going to be raped by you, because apparently I’m not up to your standards. Well, that’s relieving.”
Sarcasm was another one of my strong traits.
Devin suddenly caught onto what I was saying, and embarrassingly enough, he seemed to disagree. “Oh…no, that’s not what I was saying. I mean, you are up to my standards, I mean you’re beautiful so you’re probably past my standards, so…ummm…” I really just wanted to face-palm myself for him and I was more than glad that my face was already red from being angry, so it hid most of the enormous blush that erupted onto my cheeks.
Okay, what would you have done if you were in my situation? I mean, here’s a sizzling man that you’ve only known for three days, coming and showing you his…powers, I suppose, that you can more than relate to, and tells you everything about you that nobody knows? Violet eyes, mind reading, predictions, powers…it’s all believable, right? But what about when he says that you need to go with him to some place called Kitaris, and says that you’re not even human, but a Remorna thingy?
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War on Kitaris
FantasyRose is a regular girl with irregular abilities. From being able to predict weather changes in the future in dreams, like earthquakes and storms, to heightened stamina and hearing, and being able to see memories and thoughts of a person in images wh...
