The Elementals #1, Kiki XoXo [book club suggestions txt] 📗

it’s because now I’m with the other elementals, and I’m here for Elijah to study (even if he isn’t studying me).  

 

“Now… we know how you feel about, arranged marriages.” Molly begins, and I can tell this is not going to end well. “So, we thou-“

 

“When are they coming?” I ask, not wanting to hear any of the crap. “Who is it? Is this why we moved to the castle?” I demand to know. Anger building every second inside my body.

 

“It’s the Prince of Caswan (PRONOUNCED Case-Swan). A war might start between Spridge and Caswan, so the king and queen thought it best that you join the kingdoms.” Molly responds, and I’m lost. Why do I have to do it? Isn’t that the princesses job?

 

“Are you kidding?  A prince? What about Chaston? Isn’t this her job anyways!?” I stand up from the bar, pacing. I don’t even have any of the plant in my system, and I’m about to blow up! What about Elijah! This is going to kill him, hell it’s going to kill me! No, I’m not going through with this!

 

“Lyra, the queen specially said you. You should consider this an honor! Marrying a prince, you’ll become a princess. Then a queen yourself.” Garret says. An honor? To marry some one to save my homeland.  That makes sense. Although, why it has to be me is the part that gets me. The queen, she ordered me to. The queen. That little bitch! I knew she hated me, but really this is a low blow!  God, she wants my life to suck, all because I used to like her son. Without a word I storm out. I’m going to have a talk with the queen.

 

Running through the castle halls trying to find the thrown room, which is where I assume the queen is. Barging into the room, I get her all alone.

 

“Oh, Lyra. You’re up early, did you have a nice night?” She smiles a genuine smile. She doesn’t know, that I know she hates me. I smile back, once I’m standing next to her. I bow my head, standing straight up getting ready for the huge confrontation. I take a deep breath, feeling anger rise again.

 

“Yeah, now cut the bull crap.” I say,  that shuts her right up. She looks down at me surprised. Then her face changes to a smirk, she knows what I’m talking about now.  “Why do you hate me? I have done nothing to you. Now you want to ruin my life.” I continue. She is actually listening to me. I stop, and she sighs.

 

“There are somethings you wouldn’t understand about politics, Lyra.” She crosses her arms, giving me a look saying I know everything and you don’t.  I mutter swear words, at her.

 

“I know you hate me. I know you are trying to ruin my life! Why isn’t your daughter off marrying this prince huh?  I’ll tell you why. You thought it would be funny, to put someone between Elijah and me. I have to give you credit it was  a good idea, but it’s not going to work!  I don’t care, if you lock me up, or sentence me to some other freaking place. I’m not going to sit here and let you boss me around.” I say, letting out a huff of air. That was a mouthful.

 

“I’m the queen. I can ‘boss’ you around.” She begins, “And you would rather I banish you? Then stay here where you can still see your one true love? Even if you’re married, you would still be able to see him and talk to him.” She says, I’ve got her confused.

 

“No, I wouldn’t want to be able to see him. Not if I couldn’t have him.” I reply. “I  promised him he wouldn’t lose me, and if I married this prince. He would lose me. But if I got banished or whatever, he would no I chose him again.”

 

“What of Sebastien?”  She asks, and now I’m confused. I don’t know?!

 

“ I don’t know. I told him to leave me alone, and that I’m with some one else.” I say.

 

“He doesn't know about  the bond?” She says. I shake my head no.

 

“But, Chaston is catching on. So, I’m going to tell everyone soon.” I say. I sigh, looking at this from her point of view. “Mrs. Holt, I’m sorry. I just want you to know I really don’t have any feelings for Sebastien.  I’m not trying to like take him away from you, or anything. Also I shouldn’t have barged in here like this.” I say, scratching the back of my neck. “I just got so angry, because I know you hate me, and I don’t remember why. I promise I don’t want to cause any trouble.”

 

“Lyra,” She hushes me.  “I understand. I don’t hate you either. I envy you.”  She sits down, looking out one of the many windows. she envies me? Why? “He didn’t tell you?” She says sounding shocked.

 

“Who… didn’t tell me what?”  I ask, getting the feeling I really don’t want to know. I stay down at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at her sitting in her throne. Her faces pales, and my gut drops. What is it?

 

“Lyra, there are things that teenagers like yourself don’t understand about adults, and the way adults hearts works.” She begins, and my chest tightens. “Nothing ever comes from it I swear, it’s practically meaningless.” She says, giving me a look asking me to understand. I back away from her not wanting to hear anymore.

 

“How often?” I ask, barely audible. I can barely breath, she has to be lying to me! She wants me mad at Elijah.

 

“The last time, was the night you got attacked. You drinking his blood was to much for him.” She stands up walking down the stairs to me. “Lyra,  I promise he didn’t do this to hu-“

 

 “That night. After he saved me?” I wheeze out. Stepping away from her arms that are reaching for me.  I start hyperventilating, backing away from her. Elijah, has been having sex with the queen?!  I mean he technically didn’t cheat on me, but still he was sleeping with the queen!   “Thanks, for telling me. Whether you did it to be nice and honest, or to ruin our relationship.” I speak clearly, and she lets out a small sob I can't tell if she is acting or not!

 

“Lyra, you can’t tell anyone.” She begs. I nod, I wont tell anyone. Leaving the throne room, I lean against the door. My stomach clenching, and my chest burning. I run through the halls, finding my way back to my house. I break through the entry door, interrupting Molly and Garret.  They can see I’m even more upset then I was when I left.

 

“Honey what’s the matter?” Molly asks, standing and wrapping me in her arms. I bust into tears, finally everything hits me like a truck. “Lyra?” Molly asks, again. I can’t speak, I’m to busy crying! I push out of her arms. Wiping my face I run to my room,  I crawl  under my bed with the lights off and the door locked. Why did Chase have to find me!? If he wouldn’t have done that, I never would’ve went through all this shit!  Although, I would probably be with Tatum, and being evil. Although from what I’ve seen of Tatum he isn’t evil! I ignore Molly and Garret on the other side of my door. Until Garret asks about bringing Dr. Drake up to see me.

 

“No!” I yell. “I don’t want to see him. I just, agh … want to be alone. Before this other prince comes.” I say, my voice cracking a couple of times.  They leave, the door and I get up and play my iPod.  Curling up in bed again, I cry myself to sleep.

 

***

 

Waking up, I wipe my eyes. they burn a little as do my cheeks.  I cried a lot. I can’t cry anymore. Changing into my training clothes, I leave my room. Going out and training, and practicing my powers sounds like a good way to work out my anger. I leave with out seeing Molly or Garret, which makes me happier. Taking the back door, I stretch out. I crouch down, and grab the grass under my hands. I jump up, taking off into the sky. Landing on the basketball court, I take a deep breath.  Playing around with my ice powers now.

 

After about 20 minutes of playing around, I learned how to make small blizzards, and hail, and really cool ice blade sword thing, and really cool ice spheres! Forming really big snow balls I set up a snow man, it’s time for target practice! Creating a bunch of spheres,  I stick my extra three in the ground, gripping one and aiming it at the snowman. Thrusting my arm forward the sphere flies, getting the snowman's head. I imagine if it was a face, if would’ve hit either right under the eye  or right above it.  I don’t know if it would slice through actual skin, like it did the snow, but hey it has a sharp point at the end. Practicing with the other three I have left, I hit it once more in the head, and then twice right in the middle probably the stomach area. I walk over to the snowman, almost in tears again. Grabbing one of the spheres, I pull it out, turning and throwing in behind me. I turn back towards the snowman, and I hear a slice, and the a loud banging sound. Oh shit. What did I just do?

 

I slowly turn around, looking at the fall down basketball hoop. Running over to it I see it was sliced right in half! I look up, and a couple feet up is the sphere still in tact!  I run over and grab the sphere melting it.

 

 “Get all your anger out?” Tatum’s voice asks, behind me. I turn, and face him. “I can fix that.” He sighs, coming over and with the flick of his rest the the piece that broke off lifts up, and attaches itself back to the base.  I let out a breath of relief.

 

“You’re a life saver.” I say, wiping my forehead.

 

“I know.” He says shrugging his shoulders. “What’s gotcha so mad?” He asks, leading my to the bench on the side of the court. Taking the seat next to him, I look at the castle.  

 

“I just, heard some stuff I didn’t want to hear.”  I say, and he nods. “It sucks…” I sigh. He wraps an arm around me.

 

“Yeah, getting your heart broken sucks.” He sighs, leaning his head against mine. Now a tear falls, I have got to be the meanest person in the world.  He must’ve been watching me earlier with the queen, and knows what I’m so upset about. So, he knows I’m with Elijah!  I broke his heart… not on purpose. Just like Sebastien, I hurt him to. Not on purpose.  And Elijah hurt me, not on purpose.

 

“Tatum… don’t be like this. You lied to me, and yo-“ I begin.

 

“Lyra, your ‘true love’ lied to you!” he says true love as if it’s not real. “Everyone lies, you do even though you do it to protect people. I’m not the only ‘bad guy’ here, am I? I’m just like the rest of them, it’s just that my people have a bad name so I do to.”  He says, standing up. God he is right. I am a hypocrite! A very big hypocrite.

 

“I don’t think you’re evil, you know that don’t you?” I ask, looking up at him. Now with me sitting and him standing he is a lot taller then me. He nods, sitting back down. “What should I do? Do I talk to him, or do I just ignore it. Do I even believe it?” I ask, leaning on him. Even though we aren’t together like he wants us to be, I always no he is there for me. I