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“DANIEL!”
*SLAP*
I stood there speechless, my hand slowly covering my stinging, red cheek.
“You can’t go saying things like that Daniel! How many times have I warned you of your gift! You know what, I’m done. That stupid wench should come and take her pathetic children! Why do I have to be burdened with such misgivings?”
“You’re my mommy...I’m sorry. Don’t go.” I tried to reach out for her hand, but she pulled away like I was a poisonous insect.
“Don’t you dare touch me! You should just die.”
Die...Death? Why do I have to die? I didn’t do anything. Why does mommy say such mean things to me? I want Michael. Michael loves me. I hate mommy. Mommy doesn’t love me. I wish mommy would disappear. GO AWAY.
I clenched my small fist as the tears rolled down my cheeks. I noticed mommy begin to stagger before she turned, walking towards the balcony.
“Mommy, wait. Don’t go.” I looked at her figure walking to the balcony.
“Michael!” I called out for my older brother, afraid to be left alone as I began to wail.
Dad and Michael rushed into the room, Michael by my side in seconds.
“Daniel? Wha –“
“CLAIRE!” A loud voice boomed through the room.
I shot up, panting as I squeezed the sheets beneath me.
“Daniel.”
I quickly calmed myself, Azriel’s voice loud enough to snap me out of my panic. I couldn’t wake Ryder now.
Something tugged at the sheets. I turned my head to see Makoto, who was huddled in my yellow comforter. Her eyes opened slowly before she glanced up at me.
She looked confused for a few moments before she sat up, tilting her head at me.
“Daniel? What’s wrong?”
Was it wrong for me to feel happy about her concern for me? Her voice a clear indication of such worries. Her hand brushed against my sweaty face before she leaned up and kissed me gently on the lips.
I pulled away. My mind reeled from the dream. She looked confused before frowning. I shook my head.
“Sorry, I just had a silly dream. Don’t look so worried.”
“Daniel...are you sure everything’s okay? You– “ She began before I leaned forward, kissing her.
I couldn’t stand that hurtful expression on her face – my previous reaction to her attempt of comforting me being the culprit.
I needed to get shit together...or I’d lose her, too.
Once my mind was satisfied, I pulled away, but my body still drummed with excitement; my cock grew hard as I took a second to enjoy the view; Mako in a loose, white shirt that slanted to one side, the fabric so thin I could see the detailing of her bra and dipped so low, I could see her cleavage.
I licked my lips, my body wanted to feast on those bountiful breasts and hear her moan my name, but I pushed such desires to the back of my mind.
“I’m fine Makoto. Come here,” I commanded, my voice low.
Her eyes widened as her face began to blush, but she listened to my request, crawling into my arms as I held her tightly.
I liked how my voice had an effect on her. It was better than my gift – the fear of me accidentally using it on her tugged at my mind.
