Unforgivables

I blinked a few times trying to make myself believe what I was seeing. He looked so familiar but I could not place his face. I knew his eyes. I knew those eyes and I knew that mouth. I tried to place it. I knew I should be placing it. I knew there was something about that person that I should remember.

“You don’t know who I am do you?” he asked me and I shook my head. I knew everyone else was confused beyond reason. I was confused beyond reason. He smirked. “I wouldn’t expect you to. The last time you talked to me I looked...different.” his eyes met mine and I froze. No, no it couldn’t be. He couldn’t be...he wasn’t...he was just... “I see you understand now.”

My head shook. I didn’t understand at all. There was no logical explanation as to how he was standing in front of me. Immediately the voices hit me, ten times stronger then before. I covered my ears with my hands and closed my eyes. This wasn’t happening to me. This could not be happening to me! I would end up back there! I didn’t want to go back there. Especially not now that he was gone.

Fire swarmed behind my mind and my eyes widened to look at that man. I knew him. Engulfed in flames...I could see it. Those eyes that had bore into me, that smile, and that burning touch. He couldn’t be. He couldn’t be real! I knew he was a voice! I knew that! I didn’t understand. When I had felt him before he hadn’t been real. I could feel it before. I had felt that he was there but he was not in the normal plane of existence.

“You have a very interesting friend Christopher.” he told me. “And thanks to you, I was able get exactly what I wanted.”

Was he talking about Brian? He had to be talking about Brian because there was no one else I knew of. But that still didn’t make sense to me. Clearly he had used Brian, because of me, but how? This man wasn’t human, I knew that, but how had he been able to take an actual form? “How?”

“You let me into him.” he told me as if I was supposed to know how all of this worked. “You let me into his mind. Clearly you need this situation explained to you more. I’m sure he didn’t tell you the whole story to protect you...but he must have realized that not telling you would eventually cause more harm. Was a simpleton.”

So he was talking about Brian. Then what had he done? How could Brian have helped this man in such a way? “Please leave.” I told the others. “Go.”

Soon it was only that man and I in the room. Everyone was gone. I could still feel him in my mind. That was were he was, where he belonged. How to get him back there...I didn’t know. “To bad you never got to find out the truth.” he walked towards me and I realized I was trapped where I sat. “If only you would have found out. That would have made this much more interesting.”

His hand clasped over my neck and I gripped his wrist with my hands. I felt my body lift and all of a sudden he was holding me above the ground. I closed my eyes and tried to get air into my lungs. This wasn’t happening. He was real. He was sold. I thought that maybe he could just be an illusion, but no. He was real. He was definitely real.

“Let him go.” someone from behind the guy said. I couldn’t see. Everything was starting to get hazy from the lack of oxygen. The hand gripped tighter and I let out a small sound. I wasn’t even sure what kind of sound it was. A choking sound would be the best to describe it. Though the last thing on my mind was what I sounded like.

“I said let him go.” the voice said again and I was dropped to the floor. I set a hand on my neck and gasped for breath. The man turned from me, I saw his feet move, but I couldn’t look up because of how dizzy I was. “You monster. Using him like that. I’ll kill you.”

I looked up slowly and found myself looking at Brian. It wasn’t a Brian I had seen very often. The seriousness in his body, face, and eyes, was immense. Wait. Had he just said he was going to kill the guy? Did Brian say that? Was Brian even capable of that? The look in his eyes made even me shiver and think that he was. I heard the man laugh and I looked up at him to see he was not threatened.

“Get out of the room Christopher.” Brian said and I looked up at him shocked. He looked down at me and I looked away from him, not wanting to be in those eyes. “Get out of this room now.”

Slowly I pushed myself up, still recovering from the loss of oxygen and all the voices that had hit me so loud and quick. I made my way into the kitchen where everyone else was and Jenna ran over to be quickly. “Are you okay? What is going on out there?”

I shook my head and took a deep breath. “Everything will be okay...in a moment.” I looked at Nicholas but he wasn’t looking at me. He was staring at something out the window deep in thought. For someone who said they liked me so much he sure had a funny way of showing it. That thought made me frown. Brian really liked me too and he also had a funny way of showing, along with a funny way of doing everything else, so in all truth Brian and Nicholas weren’t so much different.

The door opened and I turned as Brian walked in. He brushed hair out of his face and sighed. “Well, he’s gone. Don’t ask me how he got out. I don’t very well know but he is-”

“Don’t lie to me.” I muttered. “You very well do know.”

His eyes had returned to normal so it was easier for me to look at him now, though I knew he was reading everything that had happened to me since we’d been apart. “You want me to explain it to you then? In front of all these people?”

I nodded. “I’m sick of being lied to! So you are going to tell me right here and now Brian Kar!”
He sighed again and closed his eyes. “Alright then.” he was silent a moment. “How about this.” his eyes opened and the entire kitchen burst into flames. I stood there trembling as I saw my mother at the door. She was screaming, screaming my father’s name...but from the looks of the flames everyone was already dead. They had told me she died last. Brian closed his eyes again and everything disappeared. Tears formed in my eyes and he looked back at me. “You understand now? Understand how that man got out and understand the extent of this whole thing? Are you happy now?”

“What are you?” I heard Nicholas asked from behind me and Brian’s eyes left mine. Not good.

“Who the fuck are you?” Brian asked and then a smirked formed on his face. “Awe, you must be Nicholas.” he looked back at me. “He’s pretty hot. I’ll give him that. Better in person then in your memory.”

My hand lifted and the next thing I knew I had smacked Brian across the face. Tears were freely falling down my face now. How could he? Out of everything he had seen in so many different people how could he have chosen that memory? “Why? Why would you do that? Why would you pick that?”

His eyes had closed when I had slapped him and he didn’t open them. “You want to know why?” he opened his eyes and the room was engulfed in water. There were people in there with us, though we could all breath. They were floating there, dead. A mother, an old man, and a little girl. The little girl could not have been older then four. It went away and I looked back at Brian who was opening his eyes again. “My family died too. You can’t just let it go. You can’t just pretend it didn’t happen. At some point in your life you are going to have to come to terms with what happened to them Christopher.”

“I told you get away from him!” that woman screamed in my head and I clamped my hands over my ears. “Get away before he kills you! Get away before he breaks you! Get away! Get away!” I was so mad. I could feel the anger surging through every bone in my body. Why wouldn’t they leave me alone? Why wouldn’t they stop? “Get away! He’ll kill-” she stopped and I looked to see Brian had set a hand on my shoulder.

“That’s what she says to you?” he asked me and I blinked. “Emotions bring it out. Sometimes they are kept inside but when you are pissed off things can get out of control. That’s how that man escaped my mind. I was pissed.” so they had heard. Everyone had heard. Well, that was good. Now they knew I wasn’t just hearing things. The bad thing was that they now all knew she was talking about Brian. “You can do a lot more then you think with what you have Christopher. Just don’t be such a fucking baby about it.”

“Stop talking to him like that!” Nicholas snapped and I knew right then and there that all hell was going to break loose in the kitchen. Brian softly pushed me aside to face Nicholas. “You have no right to talk to him like! It’s just cruel. Especially when he’s going through what he is. I’m sure it can’t be helpful that you are making fun of him and putting him down.”
Brian cocked his head to the side and studied Nicholas. Something I knew he only did when he wanted to go deep. How deep was he going to go inside of Nicholas? What on Earth was he going to dig up about him and use? “So then you know what this is like?”

Nicholas frowned. “No. But I know that being made fun of and put down don’t tend to help any situation. And stop looking at me like that it’s creepy.”

“It’s how I look at people.” I backed against the wall. What was I going to do? Nicholas couldn’t win against Brian. I knew that. To spite his outward appearance Brian was strong. And when someone with such a strong mental ability could get inside your head...the outlooks was not good. But what could I do? Jump in the middle and beg them not to fight? If I knew either of them that wouldn’t work. “If you don’t like it then you stop looking at me.”

I saw Nicholas’s hands clench. Was he going to hit Brian? I doubted Brian would move if Nicholas did go to hit him. Brian was the type of person to take things head on. The only reason he moved when I slapped him was because the force of my slap made his head jerk slightly. Even when he knew the slap was coming he didn’t move. Would he dodge a punch then?

“Stop this right now.” my aunt cut in and walked between the two. “You are both guests in my house and I will not have this thing going on in my house. Go out into the yard if you want to but not in my house. I don’t even know you.” she was referring to Brian now.

At that moment Brian did a 180 on everyone. He laughed and held his hand out. “My name is Brian Kar. I am a friend of your nephews. Sorry if I have cause to much trouble.”

I grabbed his hand and led him out back onto the porch. When we were out there and I was sure the door was closed I turned back to him. “Are you trying to get me thrown out of here? I don’t want to go back there because you can’t be normal for two seconds.”

Brian frowned. “You know if hate my personality that much then why did you even bother talking to me in the hospital?”

“I didn’t say that.” I hissed at him. God he had a way of turning everything around on me and it pissed me off. “I was just asking you to please not freak everyone out.”

“I caught your kitchen on fire and then showed them dead floating people.” Brian told me. “I think they are already freaked out.” his eyes went to the kitchen window. “Your aunt worries me though.”

I clenched my fists. “Maybe your right! Maybe I do just hate your personality! Maybe in the hospital I just couldn’t see that because I was so desperate to have someone there with me! Whether you are like me or not that doesn’t make up for the fact that you are completely insane!” I regretted saying that the moment it left my mouth. Brian looked so shocked I could have killed myself. There was something else there though also. Something that told me I had touched on something that had been covered up long ago.
He lowered his head, taking his eyes from me. It was silent a moment. I could only stand and watch him. His hair was swaying slightly in the wind. His eyes covered just enough that it was hard for me to tell if they were open or not. “Maybe your right.” he finally said. “Maybe what everyone has been telling me all these years is really right. Maybe I do belong in a place like that.” he looked back at me and I felt myself shiver from the intensity of that gaze. “And maybe I’ll just wake up one day and be four again. But in the event that that doesn’t happen I will take my chances on the life I have. How long is it going to take you to realize that you have one shot at this? One shot at making the most of things. How long will it take you to realize that ‘maybe’ doesn’t exist?”

He turned and began to walk away. I couldn’t move. He was leaving, and from how pissed he was he was leaving for good. “Brian.” I said, stopping him where he was. He didn’t turn back. He was waiting for what I had to say before he left. Tears formed in my eyes and I closed them trying to will myself to be strong for once. “I did it...I killed them...”


A/N : Hello again. This is a shitty chapter. But after the last chapter I wrote my mind shut down on me. I know where I want to go after this chapter. But, I guess that there had to be a bad chapter eventually right? *sigh* bear with me. These things happen.

- Kali is the Goddess of Death. In certain religions...just in case you didn’t know.