KIERAN
I don't understand how I was able to see all this; his past, his tragedy, and his regret. Was he showing this to me or did I somehow used my ability and ended entering his head? I can understand why he puts the blame for their death upon themselves, but it is not his fault. He was just a child. It is completely understandable for a kid to want something from his parents their death was by a coincidence and Peter's death he chose it upon himself. He had a choice but he chose to die.
Everything is not his fault. I held him close to my chest and he was clenching on shirt tightly, afraid. I kissed him on the forehead and scooped him up from the floor. I'm not going to let him be in this state any longer he has suffered enough. I walked out of the laboratory with him in my arms. "No," he complained. "I don't want to go outside."
"You're not," I admitted. "You're going to my room."
He looked at me shocked and wanted to crawl off my chest, but I held him firmly so that he won't be able to get away from me. Once I reached my room I kicked the door shut. I threw him down onto my bed and he backed away from me. "Relax, Samuel," I eased.
"Relax!" his voice went high pitched. "I am in your room with a person who always has a kinky mind. You think I am going to be fine with you."
I laughed. "For a person who was just in a deep depression to joke with me. Now, this is the Samuel I know."
"For a person who looks like the real-life Kaname Kuran you sure don't behave like one."
I arched my eyebrow. "You watch Vampire Knight?"
He looks at me surprised. "You know that anime?"
"I don't watch anime. The anime only piqued my interest when my friends told me that I looked like the male lead which I admit I do look a bit like him. The only difference is that I am in 3D and he is not." Samuel blushed at me. I sat on my bed and Samuel still took the precaution. He is right to take the precaution for me since I don't do well in taming my desire of wanting him though I am going to restraint myself.
"Samuel," I spoke softly. "Everything is not your fault. I saw everything. I-"
"You used your ability on me," he scolded taking my shirt pulling me up against him. He raged. "How dare you? I don't remember asking you to come and looked into my memories." His hands were trembling. I held them.
"It's not your fault," I said. "You were a kid, Samuel. The death of your family was not your fault. You could not have known that there will be a landslide in the mountains that day. Samuel, you're not a god. You can't predict the death of your family. Samuel," I placed a hand over his cheek. "You're just a human. Please don't be too hard on yourself."
"How about Peter then? How could you explain that? He died because of me up to this day I can still feel him around me."
I shook my head. "The reason he died was not because of you. He died in rage."
"It's still because of me!"
"No, it isn't. Isn't that right, Peter?" I looked beside Samuel. Samuel looked beside himself, afraid.
"This isn't funny, Kieran."
I let my powers out of my body, a power I have never shown to anyone, but for him. This power makes my eyes glow red making me look even more Kaname Kuran from the anime. When Samuel felt it he backed away knowing this power was dangerous. I turned to see a spirit who is always beside Samuel. He is a young blonde boy who looks depressed. I snapped my fingers and immediately Samuel felt a presence next to him.
Samuel turns to look at the spirit in shocked. "Peter?" he chocked. "I am so sorry."
"You can see me," the spirit said. "Did you make him see me?" he asked me. I nod. "Thank you."
"You can even touch him," I said.
The spirit quickly took his hands and up to Samuel's hands. Samuel still couldn't believe his eyes. "You have to talk to him, Samuel. This is not a dream."
"Samuel," Peter quickly spoke. "I have never meant to hurt you. I suffered from depression for a very long time. I was emotionally imbalanced, to begin with. I chose to end my life not because you told me to, but I had enough of life. It was wrong of me to do that and for that, I have harmed you, but you have to move on, Samuel.
The reason I followed all this time because I was trying to find ways to communicate with you. It was not to haunt you, Sam. I ended my life in haste and didn't leave an explanation to you and to our parents. It is me that I am sorry. I am sorry for making our parents turn their backs on you. I am so sorry to have left you suffered for five long years."
Samuel began to cry and began to laugh at the same time. "You're one big jerk," he complained and went back to crying. He had all these mixed emotions that were building inside of him and it was showing out.
"Hey...." Peter comforted Samuel. "You know as a ghost. Guess who did I met?" Samuel's eyes went big. "Yes, you idiot. I met your mom, dad, and your sister. They are doing well. They have been watching you too, and they said it wasn't your fault. They also said to cherish those around you and that they are happy to see you found a good family."
Samuel's lips turn into a smile but his tears were raining down his eyes uncontrollably. He couldn't utter out his words this whole time. It really shows how much he was in pain. In the end, he sniffs his tears. "I love you, Peter," Samuel spoke.
"No you don't," Peter shakes his head. "I have been following you for six years, Samuel. You do not love me anymore." Peter turns to look at me. "You love him. You like Kieran. Cherished him, Samuel. He is a good man."
"Thanks, man," I told him.
"Don't sweat it," he smiles. He turns back to look at Samuel. "I have to go, don't I?' I nod. "Thank you for giving me the chance to talk to my brother"
"Wait-" Samuel demanded, but it was too late Peter was already gone from his side. "I didn't say my good-bye. Peter, you, asshole." Samuel swears but he actually didn't mean it. He began to scream and cry hard I pulled him onto my chest to let him know that he isn't alone anymore. He didn't push me away and cried drowning himself to sleep with his own tears. I laid him down to sleep properly with the pillow underneath his head and a blanket to cover him. "Peter, you bastard," he sleeps talk. I caressed his cheek and took a tear away from his eye. I laid him onto the bed. I laid a kiss on his forehead and walked out of the bedroom.
Erica was outside. "I am happy that you helped Samuel released his pain," Erica stated. "But Kieran you know the consequences of using this power right?"
"I know," I said and ignored Erica. I know it was rude for me to act like that towards our boss, but that dark magic was eating away my emotion. I walked over to the toilet and looked at the mirror. I still have those red eyes. I really can't use this ability anymore. If I use this ability once more I'll become Lord Hades and I will disappear. This is the effect of having the Lord of the Underworld residing in me.