He got the call, he didn't want to get the call. Cassian was so close into telling her the truth that she probably already knew, but he just had to get interrupted by his pesky half sister. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIwCaZF86Oq
"Dammit, I'll be right back." He stood up and went into the other room shutting the door behind him. He picked up the call, leaning against the wall. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbjuRDAOugc
"What the hell do you want?" Cassian asked, crossing his arms. Harper laughed on the other side of the phone, what was so funny about this?123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ75PGpEE4MA
"Nothing, sweet brother. I just wanted to inform you on how your little secret will be shared but not from your sugar coated side, no of course not. You don't have to worry about wasting your breath and words. I'll tell your sweet Emery for you. She is my best friend after all isn't she?" She taunted, he could nearly hear the shitty smile on her face. He wiped a hand over his face, and shook his head. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMaCfHXJj9c
"You're fucking insane." 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡABT7xogwDA
"That's no way to talk to your little sister, is it?" She asks, laughing again. He nearly punches the wall, but restrains himself from doing so. He starts pacing back and forth, shaking his head not knowing what to do at this point. Cassian hated Harper more than what he hated himself, at times he wanted to kill her for everything she had done. Other times he had to restrain himself from cursing her out, and the whole Covenant all in one. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYmrqZ40Vx9
"Harper you aren't helping, what do you want. I'm not going to take any of your bullshit anymore. So tell me, what do you want exactly? I swear to the gods themselves if you try anything stupid I will end your shitty life myself this time. And you know I can do that." He hissed, gripping the phone tighter. Harper laughed on the other side of the phone, and sighed. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4WvnIrZufU
"Cassian, Cassian, Cassian. You do know you can't end me, you haven't reached that potential yet. I won't try anything stupid, I care about Emery too. Just not enough to not tell her." She said, Cassian groaned and shook his head. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6ZkKUDjpTS
"Go to hell." 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3qVHoyjPxh
"Already there." The call ended, the line a long beep before cutting off completely. Well she was right about one thing, she truly was already in hell. And in the depths of it too. He stared at nothing and everything all at once. He just wish he didn't have to hide the truth from Emery for so long, about his powers for so long. Because the more you hide something from someone, the more you will break someone's trust when they find out, either by the person telling them or them finding out themselves. And Cassian couldn't, wouldn't let that happen. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVc6eUYOCmv
Soon enough, he walked out the room and back to where Emery was, she was already asleep again. Looking like an angel, and a ghost all at once. He smiles softly, but his heart was heavy with guilt. He walked and sat next to her, the mattress dipping under his weight, his hand reached out, but stopped midway. The warmth of her skin radiating off of her reaches his hand that is inches away. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQKYFKNTG3a
"I'm sorry, little ghost." He whispers, his head leans down and his lips kiss her head softly. Emery lets out a soft hum, and her body shifts. Cassian sighs, and stands up again. He walked over to the bed the first thing that stood out was that shitty leather journal. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNUMLnLLj1D
The leather journal sat there like a threat. Cassian stared at it, jaw tight. He shouldn't have brought it with him. He definitely shouldn't have left it on the bed either. But the stupid call made him careless. And tonight careless might cost him everything. He picked it up quickly, thumb brushing the worn spine. The familiar weight settled into his palm, grounding and suffocating at the same time. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ46j7P9OjRR
The journal could never get to Emery's hand, but maybe it already did. It was his burden. The curse. His proof. Cassian opened it slowly. The pages were filled with entries written in different inks, different pressures, different states of mind. Some neat. Some frantic. Some barely legible. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡE3q8iq8c7x
Records, names, dates, descriptions of voices, descriptions of the dead. Proof he wasn't insane, or proof that maybe he was. He flipped to the most recent page. Blank. Relief flickered in his chest. Then ink bled into the paper, slowly, right in front of him. Cassian stilled, the handwriting wasn't his. It never was when this happened. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCgt5TlZp2u
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You waited too long
His fingers tightened around the edges of the journal. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhFQRPn7Tjp
"I know," he whispered. Another lined formed beneath it.123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡb19giQxuAq
She will learn the truth tonight
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"No." The next sentence appeared faster. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjkecavpthR
You cannot stop what is already moving. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx0j2PFQw6C
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The room grew colder, Cassian slammed the journal shut.123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNLJOrPvlu0
"I said no." The whispering in the walls returned, faint but growing. Like distant voices underwater. His pulse thudded in his ears. Control. He needed control. He pressed his palm flat against the journal's cover, forcing his breathing to slow. The whispers scratched the edges of his mind, trying to slip in, to be heard. Not now. Not with Emery here, not ever with Emery here. Behind him, the mattress shifted.123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnVW057Creh
"Cassian..?" Her voice was small and sleepy, he turned instantly, shoving the journal behind his back where she couldn't see like a guilty habit. Emery pushed herself up on her elbows, eyes heavy with exhaustion but focused on him. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCJgTsCxQPo
"You're pacing." 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFlyNEfrJT5
His steps halted, he hadn't realized he was. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeIBykdOyLd
"Sorry." He said quietly. She watched him for a moment, her eyes narrowing. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGySuHeExSI
"You do that when something's wrong." 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFjG7GvPEn4
His chest tightened.123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjKczfEyW2H
"I'm fine." 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtQaGLO25ex
She gave him a look that said liar without using the word. Cassian walked back to the bed and sat down carefully, keeping the journal pressed against his side, hidden from view. Emery noticed anyway. She always noticed. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4wfm7k8u0z
"What's that?" She asked softly. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbVILlZdwMC
"Nothing."123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkitPSLNRLa
"Cassian."123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWSFGj2IEP6
He hated when she said his name like that. Gentle. Patient. Like she was giving him the chance to be honest. He couldn't. At least not yet.123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRfdXx4T7Dg
"Just something from the Covenant." He said, that wasn't technically a lie. Her expression shifted immediately. Fear, suspicion. Anger.123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzdrQ4WyPpG
"All they do is hurt you," she murmured. He didn't respond. Because she wasn't wrong, Emery reached forward slowly, her fingers brushing his wrist. The whispering stopped. Instantly. Cassian froze, her touch always did that. Like the dead refused to exist near her. Like something about her pushed them back. He swallowed123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡidaFkCP2oW
"You should go back to sleep." He said.123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8p8qdLpKVH
"You should stop lying." She replied. Direct hit. Emotional damage. Fatality. Cassian exhaled slowly. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbGjoUFFn8c
"I will tell you." He said. And he meant it, just not tonight. Not when the journal was writing again, not when the dead were restless. Not when Harper had already pissed him off with the shitty call. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwcf96QAm3P
"Soon," he added. Emery studied him again, clearly deciding whether to fight him on it. Finally she lay back down. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3ISoQTPwao
"Soon better mean soon," she muttered. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7qL4LLEo13
"I know." Within minutes, her breathing slowed again. Cassian stayed sitting there, still, listening. Waiting. The moment her hand slipped away from his wrist, the whispering returned. Soft and hungry, and anticipating. He pulled the journal back into his lap and opened it again. The page was more full. One new sentence awaited for him. 123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrAJfMKyWXV
It has begun.
Cassian closed his eyes. For the first time that night, he wasn't afraid of Harper.123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB34VVqwzBf
He was afraid of what came next.123Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv5yMLkeb12
and then Add to home screen.