Broken (The Siren Series #1)

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Chapter Eleven

I slowly turned and there she was, standing in my bedroom. She called herself Rhea the last time we spoke.

I was about to scream for my Dad when Rhea spoke first.

“Ellie, you know by now I’m not here to hurt you, I would never do that.” her voice was music to my ears.

“How did you get in?” I asked the woman.

“I can go anywhere I want, within reason,” she answered. “Right, Ellie, we need to talk.” I felt my body hum with excitement while being near her.

I shake off the attraction. “Leave me alone. You don’t know shit about me.”

“Language, young lady.”

My eyes glanced towards the door, and I slowly took a step forward. Wondering how I would make it to the door without her noticing.

“Ellie, I will tell you again, I will not hurt you.” she insisted.

Rhea walked towards me and examined my face. “How are your wounds?” she asked.

“I’m dealing with it, but it’s the recent injuries that hurt right now.” I replied.

“What?” Rhea’s eyes flashed a coppery red, which frightened me. I backed up away from Rhea and fell back onto the bed.

“What happened?” Rhea asked with anger in her eyes.

“A girl attacked me in school. She’s always had it in for me,” I said. I looked at Rhea and saw her face twist as if she sucked on a bitter lemon.

“What the girl’s name?” Rhea demanded.

“It’s, Beth, why?” I curiously replied.

“Last name?” she asked.

“I don’t know her second name.” I replied.

“Pity, but maybe I should visit this Beth.” Rhea pondered.

I stared at her, confused. “What are you talking about? And about last time. What did you mean you were friends with my mum? Please tell me.”

Rhea sat next to me on my bed, and I could see up close how beautiful she was. She reached out with her manicured hands and took mine. Rhea shivered and closed her eyes. I tried to wrestle my hand away from her, but her grip was tight.

While touching Rhea I could feel my body vibrating, shivers shot down my spine and back up completing a circuit. My body felt electrically charge, and it felt good.

“You have quite the gift, Ellie. Do you know how to use it?” Rhea said.

“This isn’t a gift. It’s a curse. I’m afraid to go near people, they change.” I pulled my hands away from her grip.

“I didn’t change.” she said.

She was right; she didn’t change. No crazy person trying to get at me. “Why?” I asked her.

“Let’s just say I’m special.” she gave me a smile.

“But why is it that other people go crazy and not my Dad or.” I didn’t want to tell her name.

“Kate.” Rhea finished my sentence. “It’s because of blood, you have their blood coursing through your veins and that’s why it doesn’t work on family members.” said Rhea. “Ellie, you are one of a kind, that power you have,” she pointed to my hands. “You can become a powerful person.”

I jumped up from the bed. “I don’t want to become powerful; I just want to be normal. What I don’t want is every time I touch someone and they go crazy.”

“What if I told you something that could change your mind completely about your power?” Rhea suggested.

“It will change nothing, I don’t want this,” I said while looking down at my hands.

“Ellie, it’s not going away because you don’t want it. It’s a part of you.”

“Fine, let’s just say, even if I wanted to control it, how would I?” I asked her.

Rhea got up from the bed and paced up and down the room. She stopped by my rack of DVDs. “My goodness, you like your horror, don’t you?”

“Please answer my question?” I asked, ignoring her statement.

“My, my, such eagerness,” she said with a smile. “One question first,” she added.

“Anything.” I nearly shouted.

Rhea again paced around my room with her arms folded tightly. “Have you had any weird dreams lately?” she asked.

“Well, the only dreams I’ve been having are about smelly faceless people, but how do you know?” I tried not to make a big fuss about it.

Rhea stopped dead in the middle of the room. “We might not have enough time. They’ve moved faster than I thought,” she mumbled to herself.

“They, what do you mean they?” I asked. “Are my dreams real?”

Rhea had a worried look on her face. She picked up her pacing, this time, faster.

“Rhea, please tell me.” I asked her.

She stopped and turned to face me. “Yes Ellie, your dreams are real, they are like premonitions, things are to come,” she said. “I’ve been protecting you since you were a child, but this will take more than myself alone.”

I could not believe what I was hearing. Had this woman been looking after me since I was a child? No, I would have met her when I was young. She must be lying. But was she telling the truth, my aunt or my Dad had never mentioned her before? This was making my head hurt.

I ignored her words for now. “So those monsters will come into my home and take me while I sleep?” I question her.

“I don’t know when it will be, Ellie, but I will not allow them to harm you.” she said with anger.

“But these are just dreams, aren’t they?” I asked.

“No, Ellie, they are much more than that, you need to be careful.” she replied.

“Great, even if these things are real, I’m defenceless.”

“No, you have a dominant power inside of you, Ellie. You just need to control it. Let me show you something.” she said with a twinkle in her beautiful eyes.

Rhea closed her eyes; the surrounding air hummed with energy, sending every hair on my body to stand on end. My body vibrated as if something deep down inside of me awoke slowly from its deep slumber. Once attuned to the dense atmosphere, I looked in awe around me. Something inside me did not want to acknowledge what I was seeing. Rhea had my possessions floating around the room.

My DVD’s flew off the shelf and spun around me. My books took flight around the room, using its book covers as wings to flap through the air. Then something nudged at my back, and I turned around to see it was one of my small stuffed animals spinning in front of me. Reaching out, I gently touched the bear that suspends in the air. That’s when everything fell to the ground. (Luckily it wasn’t an enormous noise for my Dad to hear). Rhea’s eyes quickly shot open and looked straight at me, confused.

“What happened?” asked Rhea.

“Nothing, I just touched the bear.” I replied.

Rhea’s lips curved into a smile. “Ellie, my little darling,” she said. “I think there is more to your powers than even I know of.”

I gave her a confused look, “What do you mean?” I asked. “What am I, Rhea? Please tell me it’s driving me crazy.”

“My dear Ellie, you are a Siren.” she said with such joy.

The words she spoke meant nothing to me. What the hell was a Siren?

I quickly wanted more answers, “What’s a Siren? And are there people like me out there?”

Rhea’s face took on a grim form. “There are only a handful of individuals like you, Ellie, that’s why you are so special.”

“Ellie, it’s time for me to go, but before I do, I’ll tell you that your power can influence people with just a simple touch. Practice and you might come to love your curse.” Rhea brushed herself off and stood in the middle of the room. “Remember, Ellie, you are special. Let no one tell you otherwise.” she then disappeared in a cloud of electricity, causing me to stumble back onto the floor. My eyes burned with the quick, bright light that had illuminated my bedroom. Within a few seconds Rhea disappeared, leaving a scorched mark on my bedroom carpet. Thanks.

I got on my hands and knees and picked up all the objects that were lying discarded on the floor. Placing them in their rightful place, I finally turned my attention to the burned rug. It was cool to watch Rhea disappear like that, but it made what she said even more real. I was in danger.

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