Bloodlines: Everything That Glitters by Myunique C. Green Page B

thoughts, no healing, just me, Alizarin ‘plain’ Truehart.
    After a few hours of vigorous searching and turning up with nothing, I logged off of my dad’s computer and sat in the chair with my face buried in my palms. 
    You won‘t find the answers there .
    The thought was smooth and edgy but I had never heard the strange voice in my life. It fed images and visions of the open sky into my brain and I found myself longing for that existence- riding through the clouds without a care in the world. “Then where will I find them?” I replied aloud. In the back of my mind, I knew this should have confirmed what I feared most- I was officially losing my mind. Yet, I waited for the seraphic voice to reply.
    Once you embrace who you are, you will know what to look for . The voice answered.
    I straightened my back and stretched. “Tell me what I’m looking for and I can embrace it,” I lied. I wanted to accept it all, I somehow felt like I needed to, but I couldn’t bring myself to do so just yet, it was unreal.
    Corey was right about one thing- even with what I’ve been experiencing in the last two days, which should at least be enough to convince anyone. I still figured at any moment I would wake up and this would all be a dream.
    I got up from the computer and walked into the living room, Ash and Corey were still sitting down watching television. “Did you hear what just happened, super senses?” I asked Ash as I flopped down on the couch.
    “No I didn’t hear anything, fireplace.”
    “So I am going crazy,” I said under my breath, taking out of my phone and calling Dr. Vincent’s office.
    “I wouldn’t do that if I was you,” Ash said without looking away from the television.
    “If you were me, your opinion would count,” I replied before storming back up to my room for the rest of the day. Something had to start making sense soon.
     

Chapter Ten
     
     
    It took nearly two weeks before we could find enough papers for Corey to finally be enrolled into school- most of her records were torn beyond recognition or just plain nonexistent. It also included my parents finally considering becoming her legal guardians.              
    “Welcome to the family!” My mom squealed with excitement.
    “Thank you so much, Mrs. Truehart,” Corey said on the verge of tears for the eighth time today.
    “Please, just call me mom or Psenora” My mom answered.
    I slapped my forehead with the palm of my hand and looked annoyed. Call her mom ? I thought. I was unsure why I was so annoyed and upset with what was going on, Corey hadn’t done anything to me and she was an orphan of sorts.
    Maybe we should drop her off at the shelter down the road and hope her dad shows up, or just set her on fire while she is sleeping . The voice reasoned.
    By now it was no longer a stranger, it was unafraid to say whatever it wanted, not held back by any constraints or feelings and emotions. Whoever she was, she was definitely fueled by anger, lust and pure passion. The irony of it all was, she only started talking when I didn’t want others in my head.
    “I’m going to wait outside.” I said angrily as I got up from the office chair.
    On the way out, Ash joined me and walked toward the car. “What are you upset about, Aliza?” he said opening the passenger door.
    I walked behind him and got into the backseat. “Nothing, what do I have to be mad about?” I answered, although still sounding annoyed.
    Ash put the keys into the ignition and started the car, the cool air felt delightful as it blew across my face. I found myself not even remembering why I’d even agreed to tag along anyways.
    I leaned forward into the vent and closed my eyes, I had barely realized how hot it was inside the attorneys office, but maybe it was just me; I was easily heated these days and although it didn’t bother me, air conditioning seemed to be my cat nip.
    “Talk to me.”
    He was concerned, but so was I. Corey was not holding up her end of