Bloodlines: Everything That Glitters by Myunique C. Green

where my car was; I couldn’t go through with the last class without breaking down for sure.
    I’m going to head home Ash. I’ll catch you later , I thought, heading towards the exit. I’ve had enough for one day .

Chapter Nine
     
    The drive home was peaceful, no longer were there perverted minds rambling around in my head like wild dogs. Occasionally I would hear Ash thinking of answers for his work or debating with himself whether or not to partner with Michelle, but other than that, plus my own overwhelming thoughts, it was an overall quiet journey home.
    You know, I like the fact that no matter where we are in the world we still have a link between us; I know it’s going to come in hand one day , I thought to Ash as I pulled into the driveway.
    Quiet down, I’m trying to write down notes , Ash whispered.
    I smiled to myself, even in his own thoughts he was a coward. How was he doing it? Pretending there was nothing wrong with us. I felt in my gut that everything was wrong with this situation. Was it just by some fat-chance we both came across an unmarked bottle and decided to drink them? For once, I found myself wishing at least one of my parents were home, though I wouldn’t come clean, it’d be nice to hear parental advice.
    “Left alone to govern myself,” I sighed as I stepped out of my car. “Any teenagers dream.”
    When I walked into the doors, Corey was discretely sitting on the living room couch.
    “Hey Coco,” I greeted, walking in and closing the door behind me.
    “Hello, how was school?” She replied, turning around to face me.
    “Good I guess. Met a few people and nearly died from an aneurism.” I tossed my backpack on the couch next to Corey and flopped down on the nearby recliner. “Teach me to control my thoughts, like right now.” I said, sulking back into the chair. The TV show Corey had been watching had switched to commercial and she grabbed the remote and hit the mute button. “Have you been doing this all day?” I asked.
    “Yeah sort of, I’m kind of just amazed at it all.” She replied.
    “So what do I do about the voices?”
    “Are you ready?”
    I sat on the edge of my seat and tried to relax as anticipation began to kill me. “I’ve been ready for the past 24 hours.”
    “Okay. Antaa minuelle selkeytta. ”
    I looked at her in disbelief. “Firstly, speak English. Secondly, what kind of language is that?”
    “It means give me clarity . It is the language of our people.” Her voice cracked for a moment and she almost sounded like a totally different person.
    I stared blankly then consoled myself with an explanation I’d made up to help myself cope with what just happened. “Who are our people?”
    She shook her head then continued looking at television. “I don’t know. Like I told you before, the lady that visits me in my dreams tells me things.”
    “You’ve never told me about a lady that comes to you in your dreams. Who is she?”
    She immediately tensed together and starting shaking. “I don’t know Aliza, I don’t know!”
    So immediately caught off guard, my feelings were slightly hurt. “Why? Why don’t you know anything?”
    Corey planted herself deeper into the couch and looked over at me. “I black out from time to time. I hardly remember anything.”
    “I’m off to my room.” I jumped up from the chair and grabbed my backpack from the coach. “How old are you by the way?” I asked.
    “I’m 16. What about you and Ash? Your mom was saying something about you guys being twins?”
    Ash was also three minutes ahead of me, which gave him the natural rights as ‘big brother’. “We’ll be 18 in April.” I positioned the backpack on my shoulder then headed towards the stairs. I closed the door behind me as I stepped into my room and threw the backpack to the floor then peeled off the hoodie I had been wearing and threw it aside as well.
    “So they are hereditary,” I whispered, trying to make it all make sense. I still had hundreds of