Powers of a Complex: The Beginning Ch. 6
I was too tired to open my eyes. My head was throbbing and didn’t even begin to compare to the pain in the rest of my body. My skin was so cold and too tight for comfort. When I had tried to my pointer finger the skin it burned at the base. I had to keep my breathing the same so I wouldn’t have to be bothered by anyone, not like they were even paying attention.
Near the bottom of my bed on opposite sides there were two people arguing. One person’s voice I knew very well was Sarah’s and the other had a deeper voice tone to it but still very familiar. They were arguing about what happened. Sarah sounded defeated.
“I didn’t mean for it to happen, I didn’t know it would set her on fire. It had never done that before.”
“Well, it did this time. You should really have more control over your powers especially to those who are opposite of you. Well when your are on their side anyways.” The unknown explained.
“Wait, what do you mean opposite power? S-she’s a Water angel?” Sarah questioned.
I gasped. Seriously, I was trying to hide the didn’t this person know not to trust her. Oh wait she’s on my side, when the hell did that happen? Big mistake. Apparently staying silent isn’t my thing.
“Alie? Alie are you awake?” She asked.
“Alieva Satemogi Izumi, I know you are awake.” The other person stated.
My eyes snapped open, when she said my name. No one knew my full name except for, Ryan. Ryan! What’s she doing here?
“Ryan! Oh my god Ryan! How did yo- ow, ow, ow” I had thrown my arms around her squeezing her as tight as I could momentarily forgetting that I had been almost burn from the inside. Just as fast as I hugged her, I crumpled in her arms. My skin was searing as if it had been peeled away.
My veins felt as if I had pebbles under my skin and each time I moved the pebbles grinded against the bone. Of course there was no evidence of any of this happening on the surface. The same old, plain, white pale skin.
“Whoa, take it easy there. You still haven’t healed yet. If you had woken up any earlier you would have been in killer pain.” Ryan said with a knowing smirk. Ryan had been my best friend up until the end 6th grade when she had to move away. We would tell each other everything or just about, from the big to the little. She was the only one who knew my full name, not even my foster parents knew.
I had heard it one time when I was about to go to sleep. I was lying on my bed under my black polka dot covers. ‘Alieva Satemogi Izumi, Destroy the Barrier, The time of life where everything is right, Sisters will always be right there, even in death we shall never part.’ I still only know what part of it means. I don’t get the sister part whether it was speaking literally or someone like Ryan who I could call a sister.
Ryan’s family had to move because they couldn’t pay for the house they were living in. Her mom dad and brother moved in with her mother's’ brother house in Wisconsin. When she moved it hurt so much I didn’t dare become friends with anyone else. I felt so lost. But it doesn’t matter now because she is back. Wait she was the one that had that deep voice?
“What happened to your voice? It sounds deeper than usual.” I asked Ryan.
Ryan smiled. “Well you know going through puberty and all, it doesn’t help when you’re surrounded by mostly men. And well, you know the rest.” I nodded.
Just a little while after I told Ryan my name, she confessed her biggest secret to me. We were both lying our backs on her blue and pink covers looking up to the ceiling. Both of us were panting lying in a heap of white feathers from our earlier pillow fight. I smiled and sniffed the air.
“Why does it smell like strawberries?” Ryan sniffed the air too. Her eyebrows scrunched together as if she was trying to remember something. Then realization crossed her face.
“Oh that might be that present my mom got me for my birthday. She bought be this stupid perfume that smelled like strawberries, even though I told her I hate strawberry scented this and I prefer the smell of pine better. Apparently the pine is for men.” I narrowed my eyes in thought.
“ I don’t get it.” I paused.
“Why are there always something that is a boys can only do and girls can only do… I mean I like the color black and kids at school tease me for it. Saying I’m a Goth. I don’t even know what that is.” Little 9 year old me said.
“That’s probably why we don’t have a lot of friends at school. We are just too different.” Ryan returned to her position on her back and I followed.
Ryan turned to me and said,
“ I always feel safe with you. You don’t make me feel different. I feel like we are apart of the same world.” She looked so sad when she said it, but she was happy just the same. I pulled her to my chest and let her cry. Ryan was kind of a cry baby, because she was bullied at school more than me because people were too intimidated by my good looks.
That was until the time I saved her in kindergarten and I vowed to be her protector for life. Even since then Ryan had been stuck with me. I wiped the tears from her cheeks. When she tilted her face up at me, her eyes were big and shiny. Almost like my dog’s big, round eyes, except they were brown and not green.
But something was different in Ryans’ eyes. They were scared and anxious. I had wondered what could ever make her look like that. She was with me; I could protect her from anything, right? I had decided something what right, so I had confronted her about it.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“N-n-nothing. W-w-why would you ask something like that?” Ryans’ green eyes darkened I saw fear swirling around them. She started shaking. Shit now things are serious.
“Ryan! You’re shaking! You better tell me what’s going on right now!” I was full of concern. My arms tighten around her little body. I was staring her down making sure she would tell me, because knowing me I would not back down till I had an answer.
“Ryan you know me. I could never hate you. You know I would never hold anything against you. Whatever it is, I’ll always help you through it and I’ll always be there for you no matter what.” I desperately ramble on and on not letting her get a single word in. Ryan put her finger to my lip to quiet me. I get like that when I worry too much. Her use to be darken green eyes had faded to cloudy. I kept silent. She finally spoke, it sounded hoarse from all of her crying.
“I know you would never hate me or leave me, but..” she paused.
“I don’t know how to say this. I never told anyone this... Only my parents and some of my family know.” I stared at her with curiosity and shut my mouth cause I didn’t want to rush her. She looked away for a few moments before meeting my eyes again.
“My mom said that I’m not allowed to tell anyone this, but it’s eating me alive not being able to tell you. I feel so guilty sometimes because we are suppose to tell each other everything, right.” I nodded, as a pain rose in my chest. Ryan sounded pained as if it really was killing her inside. I wanted to pull her back into me, but I knew I would never get an answer from her if she starts crying again. I rubbed her arm trying to comfort her the best I could at the moment.
“It’s okay, tell me when your ready-“
“No I have to. No I-I-I mean I want to, now. Tell you what it is.” She kept stuttering. Ryan had never been as bad as she was now. I just stared at her waiting for an answer. She took a deep breath and looked at me up and down slowly as if she was trying to memorize me. She thought she was going to lose me.
“Ryan I’m staying here. I’m not going anywhere, honest.” I reminded her.
“You know how we can’t have any sleepovers together.” I nodded.
“Well that’s because of something I was born with.” Ryan’s voice was shaky. I started freaking out like is she telling me all this because she only has a certain amount of time till she would die. Does she have cancer, diabetes, or something? She must have seen the questioning look on my face.
“No it’s nothing like a disease. It’s just that I’m not a normal girl.” She reassured.
“Well of course your not normal, you wouldn’t be with me if you were.” I said matter-of-factly.
“Not like that.” Her eyes twinkled.
“You know how regular girls have parts. Like girl parts. I don’t have that; I have…”She paused.
“I have a boy part…down there.” She looked down nodding to the place. I was surprised and a little curious but as seeing the state she was in then I refrained from asking questions. I had said that it doesn’t matter what you were born with, you aren’t different from the person I had known before.
Looking at up at Ryan now , I know realize that what we had gone through had met just as much to her as it did to me. The thought made me smile, I’m glad she is still the most wonderfulest person in my life.
"We have a lot to catch up on." I said bushing off her tension. Ryan smiled at me.
"I’m glad to see your okay, though." She brushes the hair out of my face, and it made me smile.
"Yea, I'm fine. Though I don’t know much of what happened." I said non-cholantantly. I felt heat from the other side of the bed and looked towards Sarah. Her hands lay in fists by her sides and was glaring at Ryan. I could see she was so mad that her hot red fiery aura was coming through.
When Ryan looked over at her she immediately relaxed, and pretended like nothing happened. She was totally unaware of my pointed glare until she looked at me and flinched, tugging the side of her lip down, knowing it was her turn to explain.
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