Now why would you ask him that? shit if I know. When you have been trained to be nothing but a weapon all your life, sometimes you tend to feel like an object. You don't think about yourself, you think about the mission, you dismiss emotions, you don't have friendships you have alliances. Except I got a chance to live, albeit short and ignorant but all the same, I get to experience feelings and actually think about what I want.
Fuck them. I hated feelings though, ever since I have been vividly aware of them since I got my memory back, I have a vital case of imposter syndrome. It's exciting and draining all at the same time. And now in this moment I had just asked my best friend to stay. And do what though? What ever fucking emotion was behind that outburst was clearly gone and my anxiety was waking rapidly. Think, think, it doesn't have to necessarily be in your room, you could tell him you mean the house, that you want him to stay over tonight just incase.
Too late. Reid walks over to my bed and sits down. "O,...okay, what's up?"
fuck. "Give me a sec to get dressed up," is all i can come up with as I rush to grab a few clothes and retreat to the bathroom.
Dressing up as quickly as I can, I try to picture what the hell I'm gonna talk about with him. I mean sure I constantly had thoughts flowing through my mind and he's my best friend but my brain was clearly failing to register that right now. I opt for a casual marron top that my mind instantly recognizes and registers it as the common mage uniform color, and shorts. I apply on some body oil quickly and come out of the bathroom to find a perfectly still and composed Reid still on my bed. He's still here, okay don't worry, this is the part where you run. I remain still. Girl move, go away, back to the bathroom maybe. I'm still as a statue and weird enough my facial features were now contorted into what I can only assume to be a very weird smile.
"Are you okay?" He asks sounding seriously concerned. Wow, you got Mr. composed and fine worrying about you now because of your weird ass smile. Making a quick work of collecting myself and relaxing, I walk over to the bed and take a sit beside him but adjusting myself so that my back is rested on the headboard. I throw him a pillow that he catches and also adjusts his position so that he's laying horizontally on my bed, his head rested on my pillow. The soft black curls of his hair cozily spiraled out, his face angled towards me and his dark blue eyes boring into mine. Stripping me bare of every conscious thought and rendering me speechless. God he was a sight to witness.
Earth to Reika. My brain commands instantaneously snapping me out of my momentarily daze. I mean obviously he looks good. In all his handsomeness and tallness and mysteriousness..... "Anyway, so you and Garth have been saving my ass for the past nine months." I spit out. Mostly because a vocal distraction was needed to distract me from whatever it was my brain was doing.
"That's one way to put it. yeah, we have but there have only been three instances in that period, a Sterei that Garth was tracking down, that was the day I introduced you to him. Then the attack on your house the same day. Third attack though I don't think it qualifies to be one, was the whole Fiona situation when they were sent by the sages to forcefully make you remember." He explains and I keenly note everything mentally.
"O....Okay, and so Garth is a..."
"He's an arcanist, but he majorly tracks and monitors magical creatures for Meridian."
"I find it weird that..." I pause as the gears continue turning in my head. "Okay so The sages sent the Sterei to track me, then tried to attack me and they failed... Then like five months later they send mages to come and forcefully end my 'amnesia'....... Considering they could have just...Oh my God." I pause and look at him.
He reads my expression for a few moments and he nods sadly.
"They weren't giving me my memories back...."
"They were going to give you tampered memories..." He finishes off. "But that's impossible Telena is the most powerful arcanist of this....time." I finish as a painful feeling of betrayal slices through my chest.
"Hey, hey hey, relax, before you jump into anything, relax for a second. You don't have all your memories, there might be other powerful sages that could be able to do the same. Telena is your friend. Relax. Plus, what could she gain out of this?" He's right. What would Telena gain out of this anyway? Who's to say you're remembering the right things anyway. Oh no. Girl, relax, relax. My heart starts racing as if its trying to fight its way out of my rib cage. I slowly stand up and take a deep breath.
Why the hell did my feelings always spiral like this now? Control was starting to look like a concept to me and I was going insane. I begin to nervously pace around the room. Theories and myriads of questions racing their merry way through my mind. okay but Reid can read Telena's mind without her knowing, so he could surely tell if she was up to something bad. I relax for a moment. Or maybe he's in on it as well and they want to kill me,.....or use me...
"Okay, enough of the self patronizing internal monologue Reika." Reid drawls standing up.
"You're a telepath too you know, and you can read my mind too if you want. I'm an open book." Hr assures me. I want to believe him, I do so bad but...... My heart almost skips a bit when I'm literally off my feet and a few inches of the ground and moving towards him. Whatever emotion I was experiencing now it overwhelmed my entire senses. What the hell is going on?
I knew Reid was channeling my telekinesis, but why was it so overwhelming for me. My body temperature rises up so much it's intolerable. "Reid." I cry out and collapse into his arms.
He cups my face in his hands, his palms sweaty. I face up to him, there are beads of sweat coating his face. "You are so freaking damn powerful Reika." He whispers into my ears. Was he drained?!
"Reid?" I call out reaching for his face as well, "What just...."
"Shhhhh" he whispers..... "Do you trust me?" he asks, his voice low and husky.
I take a long moment to reply, mostly because it pains me so much to see him look so tired and collapsed. I know I'm powerful but I have never taken into account what that would do to someone like him. I trust him.
"I do." I whisper back. "Why exactly is it so difficult to channel me?"
"It takes time and practice to channel powerful people..." he says his voice broken but there was a damn smirk on his face. I involuntarily chuckle. Now what exactly about this situation is even funny? Exhaling, we both stop smiling and just stare at each other, his face in my hands and mine in his, both sweaty and breathing unevenly.
Reika His groan sound out in my head making my breath catch and my heart race. His thumb was slowly stroking my temple, his eyes staring into mine. I feel like my heart is swelling and that at any moment I won't be able to take it anymore. He leans in slightly..... his lips slightly parted. I close my eyes and swallow as my muscles contract in anticipation.