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We have a plan. It's set up for later on tomorrow, since Peter wants me to rest at least a little before we find Keller and May. My heart tugs a little, still sad about May. But maybe we can switch her back to our side. Peter tells me he doesn't know why she did what she did, but I can tell he's lying.

Him and the boy are talking; more likely arguing, honestly. They look fed up with each other. Peter had told me earlier how the boy didn't make him feel right. And who Peter doesn't trust, I don't trust.

But I can't stop looking into the boy's hazel eyes. I wonder if they would turn gold in the sunlight. They may as well be suns already. His hair is a Chesnut brown, sprinkles of his own blood and dust caught in it. I don't mind it, though. It was similar conditions I was living in.

Sitting here, in this barn. Blood, darkness, and dust. It's just like Killer's cabin. In a strange way, I like it. Don't get me wrong, I hated the experience of being with Killer more than anything. But after living in there long enough, it was normal. I'm back in my old normal.

I cough a few times. Earlier I had to leave the barn. I puked so much blood out, I'm worried about blood loss if this goes on. But I shouldn't tell Peter. It's just a side effect. I don't want to worry him about it.

As I was thinking about all this, Peter found his way next to me and fell asleep.
I suppose that means no dinner. The boy in front of me gives me one of his crooked smiles and uses his hands to mimic Peter talking. I giggle a little and he gives a laugh, too.

I try to get comfortable in Peter's nano suit as it heats me, and rest my head on his.

Tomorrow's the day. I'm going to get rid of Keller for good this time.

And I hope I can bring back May.
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I groan as I wake up. Peter's always been a late sleeper, and it's so early the sun has yet to come out. But the boy is in front of me, with two suns in his eyes. He shakes me shoulder gently and motions for me to get up. I slowly slide away from Peter, moving my head from under his chin. I give him back the nano suit, and stand.

The boy smiles and takes my hand in his, leaving the barn with me. My legs are still weak, and I almost collapse multiple times, but I want to do this. I never really known what I wanted other than to get away from HYDRA and Killer. But I have something to want now.

He runs with me in hand through the snow covered ice and into the tall trees. It starts to form a hill, and I slip at the incline. The boy slips as well, sliding with me a few feet. We laugh a little and he holds me up again.

This time we walk up the almost-mountain. I tap his shoulder to get his attention and forget he doesn't know sign language. "I want to sit down," I had signed. My chest is still struggling after yesterday.

Somehow, he knows what I needed as I sit down, coughing. "Tired already?" He signs. I thought he didn't know what it was. "I was just messing with the other freak yesterday. My sister was deaf," his eyes dim a little, clouds dimming the suns.

I know what they did to her. Most likely exactly what they did to my family. I try to place a hand on him, to comfort him like how Peter comforts me. But my hand stops when it comes close enough. I'm still afraid to touch for some reason. He looks up at me knowingly. He raised his own hand and holds it up midair, so I can see his palm. I do the same, close to him but not touching. "We can't do what normal people can do," he signs. "We can't trust who normal people trust." I sigh a little, and rest my head against the oak tree.

I cough a little. A little turns into a lot. My whole palm is covered in blood when I finish. He looks concerned and almost reaches out for me, but I pull away. "Don't tell my brother," I sign to him. He nods, and starts to walk again. I follow. "Sam," he finger spells my real name. "He's not your brother. Your brother's dead." He signs it so simply, like the words have no weight. "He is my brother. Don't talk about the other one. Wait- how do you know my real name? Or my other brother?" I feel nervous suddenly. I just want Peter here next to me to make me feel safe.

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