The Truth Lies Beneath Your Eyes

by Nzingha Keyes

  Chapter 9:

  I stumble, stutter, trip on words…and welcome to the breakdown

  Three days later…

  “But everything’s fine, don’t cry,” Christophe said compassionately, sitting on the foot of her bed listening to her crying through the pillow.

  “D-don’t l-lie,” she forced out in between the tears. She looked up at him slightly and then felt even worse. He’s being so fucking sweet and I’m here crying and- fuck. She couldn’t complete the thought.

  “You didn’t do anything wrong he’s just frustrated with everything,” He said softly.

  “Can you leave please?” She said in a voice just above a whisper. He hugged her and then left wordlessly. Amethyst hated crying as it was pointless and it didn’t make you feel better at all, just empty. And she wouldn’t have been crying in front of Christophe as she had the door locked, however he phased in because he was worried. Crying, it was a sign of weakness she would rather not have at all. She reached her arm out for her journal.

  Dear Journal,

  it’s my entire fault and Alias is right…I’m a problem child. “I got here and made

  everything a fucking mess. Now there are some psychotic people trying to kill them and me

  he blew up at me and I don’t even know what I did. Like I didn’t do anything weird with

  Christophe Around him or Alex, we’ve been neutral then. But he like bit my head off and

  called me a nightmare and destroyed my feelings and, I want to go home. I never asked to

  be kidnapped anyway so if Alias hates me so fucking much he can take me back home. If

  I’m not wanted then fine I’m gonna go back to MY life with MY friends and He can stay a

  fallen angel/asshole for the rest of eternity. PS: Christophe is soooo sexy and such a

  good kisser!!! Hahaha, I’ll take him with me when I leave, Alex too.

  Amethyst Lyell Alexander

  She stopped crying now but stayed in her room for another hour until he heard distinctive voice, Christophe. He was screaming at…Alias. She didn’t know what was being said at all because it was all being yelled in Romanian. She walked out to the staircase to watch what was happening downstairs. They didn’t know she was watching but evidently whatever was being said was out of line because Alex flew in and tried to block the punch the Christophe threw that knocked Alias across the living room and straight on his ass. Alex said something quickly still in Romanian that sounded like it was along the lines of “What the fuck” and looked at Alias on his back with a confused look and not moving to help him up. And then they all looked up at her.

  Alex looked at his brothers and then back at her and then flew over to where she was at. Christophe and Alias said something in unison and Alex being considerate or the language barrier spoke English. “Because you two will end up being one sided, if I’m old enough to deal with it, she can too, stupid,” he said.

  “Are you going to tell everything now?” Alias asked rubbing at the already forming bruise on his abdomen.

  “Nope, I’m going to baseline the important stuff now because we don’t know everything either,” Alex said dismissively.

  “Come with me Madame Superhero,” he said smiling.

  They walked into his bedroom, a monument to the skateboarder if there ever was one, she thought.

  “Your favorite skater, Nyjah Huston?” She asked examining the walls.

  “Yeah, he’s really good,” Alex said. “Okay well I know usually when I talk to you it’s to help us both escape my irritating older brothers, but this time you have to know ‘cause well…were all in danger,” Alex said sounding very young for an eleven year old boy.

  “Danger of what, Lex?” She asked quickly.

  “Kay, uh the little girl you met a few days ago, blonde hair and about four with red eyes?” He asked nervously.

  “That sounds about right, why?” She asked. She looked at Alex who seemed to shell shocked to speak. Shit! No don’t cry! She thought while reaching out to hug him. “No! What’s the matter?” She said.

  “It’s her little sister…” He whispered.

  “What is it?” she said quietly.

  “She got taken by them and it’s my fault…” He said. Alex up and walked around his room. “Leah was her older sister…and we….it should’ve been me instead,” Alex said as he walked out the room.

  Amethyst was back in her room and unsure of what was going on at all. Christophe punched Alias across the room, Alias turned into “Mr. bipolar” and Alex was in a clouded memory. And now no one is talking and everyone in the whole house is in various states of mental chaos, she thought. Who was Leah and what did they do that got Alex so upset? What should’ve been him? What could’ve possibly happened that was so bad that it’s broken everybody down in an instant? I never thought that one rock thought the window could be so much. Or that I could miss so much in so few instants. Whatever it is, when I need to know then I will. But until then I guess that I should leave it alone and let it be.

  “Can I come in?” she could hear Christophe from outside the door.

  “Yeah,” she responded quickly as Christophe phased in.

  “Hey Jewel,” he said calmly.

  “There’s too much stuff going on today for you?” he asked.

  “Me and everyone else,” she sighed.

  “True enough,” he said with a smile noticing that Geliebt-Dämon was on her bed.

  “What do you need?” He asked.

  “What? Nothing, you came in here remember?” she asked.

  “Yeah I know but you needed something anyways, what is it?” She looked at him for a minute, “What did you guys do that was so bad? What was Alex talking about?” Christophe stared at her,

  “I will tell you when Alexander and Alias are ready to talk about it as well, Jewel” then kissed her and left with a wave. Only his sexy ass can get away with that, thought said smiling. Stupid sixteen year old hotness, it always wins. She laid back on her bed and turned up the song playing on her I-pod dock, “Thrash Unreal” by Against me.

  Two hours had passed, dinner had been eaten and now, evidently discussions were about to be happening as everyone was on the first floor in the living room for once not playing video games. “Okay we know that you’re kind of in the dark about everything,” Alex started.

  “So to baseline this I’m going to rapid fire you on it,” Christophe said. As he did this Amethyst learned about how there was a gang of head demons (they were demons, they took their fallen angel chance, turned evil and can’t die) and that they were hell-bent on killing Alias, Christophe, Alex their parents, and now keeping her to join them because she seemed the most powerful of the children.

  “Whoa, okay but who is Leah?” she said quietly.

  Alex cringed, “Uh Leah is…well was my best friend until she was almost taken by the gang of demons but in trying to protect her I killed her and died myself…so since Leah died because me the drafted her little four year old sister, Kristen to be trained to be a demon spawn, it should’ve been me” Alex said.

  “So we’re all screwed,” Alias said.