I was currently keeping watch over the unconscious Devian. His chest, that had been rising and falling in erratic breaths, just a few minutes ago, was now peacefully rising up and down, as a chest should.
Sadness was biting at my heart, and guilt and dislike aimed at myself, as well as Devian, had a firm grasp on my mind.
But now was not the time to be worried about feelings. I had a potential ticking time bomb, laying unconscious on my bed, in my room!
I had been afraid of this... those memory spells always have side effects!
When Keeper had taught us that spell, he had forbidden us to use it against each other. But of course, I figured that if anyone would be able to successfully pull it off, it would be me (hey what can I say? After all, I am the official rule breaker of the gang. Plus, Mackie said that I have a problem with my ego. Like, whatever that's supposed to mean🤷🏻♂️).
Anyways, Mackie had come running into the room, after she heard me shouting at Devian... I think she thought that I was trying to get rid of him behind her back.
I had watched Devian lose it... and I didn't even know what it was! It was as if he had had some sort of seizure, while he was standing up. It was as if the past was repeating itself. And maybe it had been partly my fault.
I had been taken by complete surprise, when I had asked Devian to recall the dream that he had had, before I had entered the room that he was occupying, and he freaked.
I hadn't meant to trigger anything. The main reason that I had asked, was because the dreams that my Devian had, always used to hold meaningful information.
Devian's personality that had been calm, just moments before, had just snapped. He had completely freaked out. His body was shaking, his eyes were glazed over.
I could tell that even though Devian's body was right in front of me, his soul was not. If you have ever seen or heard of someone having an out-of-body experience, I feel that you would be able to relate what Devian was going through, with that.
It seemed that he had been talking with some invisible entity, during the time that he was having this experience. I had called his name on more than one occasion, but it had been a lost cause.
All I know, was that he had the most scared look on his face when he finally came back. That look had made me feel even worse about my actions... and then he just passed out.
Luckily, I had managed to catch Devian before he had collapsed fully to the floor of the room.
That was when Mackie gave me her death stare. I asked her what her problem was, and her answer took me by surprise...
*Flashback: In Devian's Room*
Mackie: "Parker! What is wrong with you!?
Parker: "Calm down, Mackie. I don't even know what you're talking about..."
Mackie: "You KNOW what I'm talking about! We cannot just keep Devian LOCKED UP because you have some dense problem, that I am unaware of, with him!"
Parker: "Be quiet Mackenzie! (I had immediately felt bad for calling my sister by her full name. Especially after we agreed to forget that name after our parents' accident... but that's another story).
Mackie: "Parker..."
Parker: "I-I'm sorry, sis... it's just... you don't understand, Mackie... you just don't know what I'm going through.
Mackie: "The twins and I, are not idiots, Parker. Maybe if you told me and the twins what exactly is going on, instead of keeping us in the dark, perhaps we could be able to help. Please, Parker. Just tell us..."
Parker: "I- I can't."
Mackie: "I see. Well, maybe I don't know what you are going through, or what or how you're feeling... but I do know that it has something to do with our guest."
Parker: " You are right about that, Mackie. It does have something to do with... Devian."
Mackie: "So? What about him?"
Parker: "I can't go into detail, but I can tell you, that Devian is dangerous."
Mackie: "Hmm. Right. And if he's a dangerous person, why do I sense fear, guilt, and... love? Parker... do you know Devian!?"
Parker: "WHAT!? No! No I don't know him!"
Well, at least I didn't know this Devian. No, this Devian made me dislike everything about him... about myself... it was this Devian that had made me lose my Devian, my best friend. It was his fault.
Mackie: "I also sense pain. Parker, why? Why did you save Devian, if you had only meant to kill him in the end? What makes you think that all of this is right? You don't want to kill Devian. Do you?"
I winced at Mackie's words. As much as I despised hearing the blunt remarks, they had all been true. I looked at Mackie, with a sheepish grimace.
Parker: "Oh, Mackie. I-I..."
Mackie: "I understand, Parker. Just forget about it. I know that you will tell us when the time is right. Just... will you promise me something?"
Parker: "And what might that be, sis?"
I had a sinking feeling, that I already knew what my sister was going to ask of me.
Mackie: "Spare Devian's life."
BINGO!! I knew it! I mentally congratulated myself, for being able to read people. However, my sister was not done yet. Her attitude darkened, as she looked me straight in the eyes...
Mackie: "And after calling me Mackenzie. Ha! You. Owe. Me. Big time!"
*End Flashback*
And that, my friends, brings us to where we are right now— my room, unconscious Devian, in my bed.
After Mackie's pleading request, as well as her accusation, I felt that it would only be fair.
While I wasn't sure about how I felt about keeping Devian alive, I also felt that something, or someone, was telling me to hold off on getting rid of Devian. But my mind was made up... this Devian was a danger to the world.
So, as I was waiting for Devian to wake up, I had enough time to think of my next move.
I knew, from the way that my sister had defended Devian, she was lost to me. I knew better than to discuss this with the twins. Despite how lovable those two are, they are not the sharpest tools in the shed. I figured that they would either agree with me, or they would despise me for the rest of their's and my life.
In the end, I knew that I was alone on this. I knew what I had to do— I would have to gain Devian's trust. I would have to spare Devian... for now.