10-16-2009, 05:44 PM
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She was furious. She was upset. She was like the ocean, each wave showing something different. Gabriel knew he was pushing her, and she pushed back. Should his mother have come after him? No. Did he want her to? Yes. He had cried himself to sleep, screaming for her. By the time he was found, he was shattered. He remembered those nights. He remembered everything from those early days. More recently, he found, his memories were growing hazy. Where had he gotten all the scars from? He barely remembered. He didn’t care about what had been. He cared about what he saw now. “I don’t want anyone else to get hurt,” he said slowly, as if explaining himself was difficult. The smile on his face had long since faded. Now there was only the hollow mask. “You watch him,” the hybrid warned, making a point not to mention what would happen if she did not. With that, he walked past her, refusing to look back. If she hadn’t understood him yet, she likely would not. Gabriel knew his mother well enough to know her love blinded her; a mistake he himself had made only once. |