Amora
I toss and turn all night in my new room, with new smells, and familiar ones. AJ's scent lingers on me, and it doesn't help that he's only a room divider away. I want to talk to him but I don't know what to say. I know he thinks I'm angry, and maybe I am, just a little. Not because he left, but because he never tried to tell me where he was, and then he tried to kidnap me. I can't possibly stay here, who will take care of the kids? I figured they would be okay for a week or so, but not the rest of their lives. I have a wedding to plan, and I need to keep up appearances, if I disappear my mother will just think I ran away. I'll lose her for good. Her and I don't have the greatest relationship but she's not only bad. She taught me good values at least. I lay awake, staring at the darkened ceiling. Its textured paint casts strange shadowed reflections around the room. This castle might look old and broken, but the inside is completely modern, the carpet is clean and the windows take up an entire wall in my room, it allows for a breathtaking night scape of silhouetted wilderness, the shining lights of the nearby city adding to the stars. The sun has all but dissipated as the last rays reach out over the sky, leaving a purple haze instead of the jet black that takes over the streets around 2 in the morning. I can't seem to close my eyes. I pull out my phone and call Jason. "Amora?" he asks, slightly panicked. "I didn't think we'd hear from you. I'm glad you called, how's Ireland?" "It's...nice. Very quiet and relaxing." I lie to him, I don't know how to tell him I might never come home. Should I tell him about AJ? The room divider opens softly, "Amora?" he calls out to me. "Wh-who are you on the phone with?" I can feel the pit in his stomach, mine and his bond has been repressed for so long I'm getting his emotions in waves now, I feel like I'm going to puke. I see the tears glistening in his eyes. He knows it's Jason. To be so close to hearing the voice of the child you haven't seen in years must be heart-wrenching. "Amora?" Jason says, my eyes are locked on AJ's and I try to smile, I try to calm his nerves. I really did miss his company. The same tears glistening in his eyes cause my voice to shake. "You'll never guess who I found here." I look at AJ for confirmation to tell Jason. He nods ever so slightly and sits next to me on the bed. "Who?" Jason asks me. I wet my lips and take a deep breath. "Your brother." Jason's silence is chilling. For a second, I think he's going to refuse to talk to AJ but maybe that's his feeling and not mine. I know that Jason still loves him. "Can I...can I talk to him? Does he even want me to talk to him" I feel the last part of Jason's comment like a punch in the gut. All this time, he still thinks he's a monster for saving his brother's life. "Yes, he'd love to talk to you. Just let me hand him the phone." I hand the phone to AJ who takes it with shaking hands, his voice is the quietest I've ever heard it "Jason?" He says, with the weight of years full of sorrow and regret thick in his voice.