Chapter 5: Emrys's P.O.V.
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Stavros sure went all out for... Emery, whoever the hell that is. Clearly, he didn't remember my name. There's a large banner up on the wall that says: Happy 16th birthday Emery. The e is x'd out with black spray paint, and there's a black s after the y.
Other than the embarrassing sign, everything else is... Well, it's all pretty cool, actually. There's a station set up for drinks. Stavros and Rebecca even left out several bottles of liquor. There are four ten-foot tall speakers in each corner of the room. In the kitchen there were a ton of snacks, and a note that said pizza would be here by 9.
The entire house is decorated with black, gold, and white decorations. There were several birthday decorations too. I didn't really want anyone to know it was my birthday though.
"Oy!" I shouted as I stormed down the hall upstairs. "What the hell you think you're doing up here? I said upstairs is off limits!"
The guy that I was charging towards looked around afraid. His eyes are wide, and his arms are full of snacks. And he's right outside of Ellie's door.
"I-I-I-I w-w-was j-j-just uh..." The boy trailed off.
The more he stuttered, the more I realized that I'd never seen this kid before. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair.
"You Ellie's friend?" I asked him.
The boy nodded.
"I-I-I'm Nick," he said.
"You the only guy in there?" I asked.
Nick nodded.
"Are you lying to me?" I pressed.
"N-n-no sir," he replied.
"Fine," I said with another sigh. "Go on."
I closed the door behind Nick. I leaned against it and blew out a breath. After I heard the girls giggle, I decided it was okay to leave them.
I made my way back down the stairs where the real party was. Duncan has some kind of pop music playing on all four speakers. The music is so loud that I can't even hear myself think. Everyone from school showed up. Some even brought their own alcohol.
That awful feeling I had earlier has just gotten worse. As the night went on, I started to grow anxious and irritable for no reason. I just can't shake this feeling that I'm supposed to be somewhere else right now.
Someone tapped my shoulder. I turned around, my eyes cast down to find Ava. Who is looking... wow.
Ava has on a short, tight black dress. Her boobs are pushed up, showing a lot of cleavage. I bet if she bent over just a little I'd see her a.ss fall out.
"Hey birthday boy," Ava greeted me.
I gave her a tight smile.
"Why didn't you tell me it was your birthday?" She asked.
"I didn't want-"
"What?" Ava shouted, interrupting me.
"I said-"
"I can't hear you, the music is too loud!" She shouted. "Can we maybe... go somewhere quieter?"
I cleared my throat and nodded. Then I grabbed Ava's hand and pulled her towards the stairs. I led Ava to my bedroom. I carefully shut the door behind me. My eyes scanned the room for Ava. She was at my dresser, looking at the few pictures I had in the mirror.
"Who's this?" Ava asked, pointing to the picture of me and Bella.
"Her name was Bella. She was the first friend I made when I was thrown into foster care." I told her.
"Awh that's sweet," Ava replied.
Before Ava could keep asking me questions, I grabbed her hand, and pulled her to my bed. I sat down, and offered the spot next to me. Ava plopped down, her leg bumping mine.
"So, birthday boy, have you gotten everything you wished for?" Ava asked softly as she rested her hand on my thigh.
My eyes flickered to Ava's hand, and back to her eyes.
"Why? Did you have a present for me?" I asked with a smirk.
Ava giggled as she leaned more into me. The action made her hand go even closer to my junk. It sparked something in me, but... I don't know. Something is just... missing.
"Actually, I do," Ava whispered as she slowly leaned closer to my lips.
I held my breath as Ava closed her eyes. I closed mine too. A second later, Ava's soft lips met mine. I followed her lead at first. Until I couldn't help myself, that is.
I moved one hand behind Ava's head. I tilted her head back to deepen our kiss. My tongue darted out to lick the seam of her lips. Ava happily opened up for me.
Wow, kissing is... fun. I like it. Ava is so soft.
I still can't shake the feeling that something is missing though.
Suddenly, I felt very dizzy and weak. I wobbled to the side, pulling my lips from Ava's. I shook my head, trying to shake the funk that suddenly came out of nowhere.
"You okay Emrys?" Ava asked.
"Uh, yeah, just... a headache from the music," I lied.
"Maybe I can help distract with that," she said.
Before I could reply, Ava fell to her knees. She moved between my legs, her eyes locked on mine. I wasn't sure what was happening, but I wasn't about to stop it either.
Ava undid the button on my jeans. She gave me a seductive smile as she pulled down the zipper. I began growing excited about what was to come.
All those weird feelings I got all day quickly vanished from my mind. I was suddenly alert, and a lot less irritable. My heart started racing. From the anticipation, I think.
Ava reached into my pants. Her small hand wrapped around my di.ck. I started to grow hard as her fingers explored my length.
"Most guys are hard by the time I get this far," Ava said. "Most guys are not this big either."
Suddenly, my vision started to cut in and out.
My focus keeps flashing in and out. When I'm seeing Ava, I'm seeing... a forest. One I haven't seen before. There are people too, but everything is too fast for me to make anything out. I saw a strange glowing circle, blood covering grass, and blonde hair whipping in the wind.
I was lost in the flashes for a moment. I had no idea what I was seeing. Maybe I was going crazy. That's-
"Ah," I groaned out as an intense pain shot through me.
"Emrys?" Ava asked. "Are you okay?"
I shook my head, but still couldn't quite focus on anything. The pain wouldn't stop either. I tried to stand up, but I ended up falling into my dresser.
"Whoa, Emrys. Are you alright?" Ava asked again.
What is happening? It feels like I'm being electrocuted somehow. It hurts so badly. Not just that, but... it feels like my heart is being ripped out.
Along with this sudden and intense pain, there came an overwhelming sadness in my heart. It's overwhelming. Like... I'm losing someone I love.
I'm angry, in pain, and devastated.
"Emrys-"
"Just... go away," I gritted out.
"Emrys... what the hell is happening to you?" Ava asked.
I opened my eyes to see Ava looking me up and down like I was an alien. I caught my reflection in Duncan's dresser mirror. My eyes went wide when I saw myself.
Parts of my body... no I'm all over just... fading? It doesn't feel like that though. No, it feels like I'm being pulled somewhere.
What the hell?
"Oh my god... your hands..." Ava mumbled.
I looked down to see my hands starting to glow. I looked around frantically. I need to get out of here. Or get Ava out of here. This has never happened to me before.
Before I could move, though, another wave of pain shot through me. This time it was much more intense. I fell to my knees as all of my strength drained from my body.
I could vaguely hear Ava in the background trying to call out to me. My vision went back to that forest. I was there again. I could see people fighting. That blonde hair was there again, but everything was fuzzy. The only thing I knew for sure...
They needed help.
"Send ataem amin power. Var ataem..." I mumbled.
(Send them my power. Help them...)
Energy burst out of me, knocking Ava back on her butt. I heard Ava scream, followed by my bedroom door swinging open. My ears started to ring, and I couldn't hear a thing.
The last thing I saw before passing out was Duncan shouting above me.
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~ Three weeks later ~
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"Everyone is still talking about the party," Duncan muttered as we walked into school.
"They'll get bored of it eventually," I replied.
"Will they?" He asked. "Ava is still talking about it and she's popular. People are listening to her, Em."
I sighed. My eyes connected with Ava's as I walked past her in the hallway. Her breath hitched, and she looked away from me.
"It's going to be okay Duncan," I told him.
"What if it's not though?" Duncan said. "What if the men in black come for you or something? What if they kidnap you and experiment on you? What if-"
"Duncan," I cut him off. "I know you're worried, but relax. It's been weeks of Ava telling everyone what she saw. No one believes her. They think I just played some kind of prank on her."
"What if someone does believe her though?" He asked.
I shrugged as I looked around for an answer.
"I don't know. I mean, I don't even know what I am, Duncan." I replied. "It's not like I hurt her either. Or anyone. I just..."
"You just what?" Duncan pushed. "Because it seemed pretty intense to me. Do you have any idea what happened?"
"I told you, I started... seeing things. Then I was in intense pain for some reason. It was all so much and so suddenly... I don't remember much." I mumbled.
"Dude, we seriously have to figure this out," Duncan said. "You can't be the only one, right? I mean, there's gotta be others like you."
"I wouldn't know Duncan. I'm an orphan," I replied.
"Yeah, yeah," he waved me off. "We might meet someone one day though. We just have to get through high school. Then we can travel."
I snorted.
"With what money?" I asked.
"Yo, just let me dream, will ya?" Duncan teased.
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"So, Stavros is bringing us all dinner tonight," Rebecca announced.
Ellie, Duncan, and I shared a look.
"W-what's he coming for?" Ellie asked.
"He wants to meet you guys," Rebecca replied happily. "He wants to know more about my life. I foster the three of you. He threw Emrys a party. One that apparently didn't turn out that great. I think he feels bad about the banner."
"Oh... okay," Ellie replied.
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Well, dinner wasn't as bad as we thought it was going to be. Stavros brought... an entire catering service. We had lobster, baked potatoes, pasta, bread, salad, and a lot of other things. The three of us stuffed our faces like we'd never eaten before.
"So, Emrys, Becca tells me that you just turned 16," Stavros said.
The guy literally just threw me a birthday party.
"Have you thought about work yet?" He asked.
"Oh, he just turned 16." Rebecca replied. "Plus, we have money for him to just focus on his education."
"Well, I was just thinking..." Stavros said, looking at me. "I have a good friend in the fashion industry. She's looking for a model, a young model for her teenage boys fashion line. She found a girl, but the boy she hired quit already. Would that be something you'd be interested in?"
"Modeling?" Duncan asked with his mouth full.
"Yes," Stavros said with a laugh. "Emrys?"
"Wait... really?" I asked.
"Yeah. You'd be perfect. Plus, it's not a lot of work. You'll get paid a lot too. Play your cards right, and this could be a career." He told me.
A career? Modeling?
I could make a lot of money. Duncan and I could finally get out of this place and travel. Ellie could go to college. Hell, Duncan can open an art gallery.
"Okay," I said. "I'll do it."
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