Stories, Writing

Go Away

Amara made her way through the forest. She found a large rock to sit on and pulled her legs to her chest. Resting her head on her knees, she let the tears flow. They came abundantly and she didn’t hold them back. It was like she could feel her heart ripping in two.

She tried to catch her breath and pull herself together. A breeze brushed her cheek. She inhaled sharply. A familiar scent was carried on that wind. Then she heard him. She kept her head down, not bothering to look at him while he spoke.

“What’s wrong, darling?” Tucian whispered. His lips brushed against her ear, sending an awful shiver through her.

“None of your business. Go away.” Her stomached knotted. She didn’t want to deal with this today. She didn’t want to fight. She just wanted to be left alone.

“Come now, Amara. I could hear your sobbing from the other side of this forest.”

She peeked out to see him walking in slow circles around her. He moved behind her and stayed there.

“I’m not in the mood for these games. Go. Away,” she demanded.

“There was a time when you loved these games; loved me.” He breathed in the smell of her hair and started to walk around her, his finger running down her arm.

She couldn’t stand it. She stood up to face him and looked into his eyes. Her eyes shifted from turquoise to black. Tucian’s love was about possession, jealousy, and power. For the moment her fear was overwhelmed by her anger. Now she was ready for a fight.

“That time is long gone, Tucian. Now get out of here!” She shouted. But he didn’t leave. Instead he took her hands in his, which only fueled her frustration.

“Come, Amara. We both know that’s not completely true.”

“It’s thoroughly, absolutely true.” She pulled her hands out of his.

They stared each other down. She would end this. She went to use her powers. But as she raised her free hand, Tucian pulled both her hands together and wrapped a wire tightly around her wrists. Nothing happened. Tucian laughed.

“Something wrong?” He pulled the wire and yanked her close. The wire dug into her wrists. “Maybe you’ve lost your touch,” he said intimidatingly close to her face.

Amara looked down at her hands, terrified. She looked back up at him with a face full of fear. “What have you done?!” It was the first time in her 26 years she didn’t have her powers. But not having her powers didn’t mean she was powerless.

She choked back her fear, dropped down, and swung herself between his legs. The wire cut into her more until he lost his grip. Blood began to ooze around the wires, but she knew she had to keep going. She stood and kicked him in the back, pushing him forward.

“There’s no point,” he said as he turned to face her. “Without your powers you—“

Amara jumped and swung both fists into the side of his head. “Without my powers, I can still fight!” She shouted angrily.

She turned and kicked him in the torso. As her foot landed the blow, white powder exploded from his suit jacket. He stumbled back a few steps out of the white cloud.

Amara coughed as the floury substance entered her mouth and nose. Her lungs seized up and stole her breath. Everything got blurry. Dizziness filled her world as the powder dispersed and disappeared. Her legs gave out. Tucian caught and lifted her. She couldn’t make out his face any more. She fought to stay awake but soon slipped into unconsciousness.

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