Imprisoned Gods - G. Bailey Page 0,31
there only to flinch when something softly bites my finger. I pull the bag open wider and look in, surprised to see Kit the little shite in there, licking his lips.
"Really? Now is the time you decide to leave your spot under my bed?" I complain to him, knowing he can't reply or speak English, but I have a funny feeling he understands me all the same. I shake my head and see the daggers at the bottom of the bag, knowing it's best I keep them in there for now anyway. There is also a big wad of cash, a snack box and a jar of peanut butter in the bag. Mum knows me so well, and with the possible exception of Peyton, I think I’m going to miss her the most. I do the bag up and pull out my fire charm, which looks like a little flame, before setting the dress and heels on fire in Mads’ sink. I run back into the main room, seeing Peyton talking quietly to Mads as I grab my other heel and run back to chuck it in the fire. As soon as they’ve been burnt sufficiently to remove all recognizable traces of me, I put them out by running the sink and return to Mad’s room. By the time I peer in the doorway, Mads looks totally freaked out, and Peyton has gotten off the bed to stand a good distance away.
“Er…” I begin, scratching the back of my head. This was always going to be awkward.
"Madison knows you have magic, but not what you are," Peyton tells me, pointing out the obvious. "I hadn't gotten around to explaining everything.” He clears his throat, glancing at Mads sheepishly. “In my defence, it’s hard to explain, and I’ve not told anyone before in detail."
"Karma...you moved us like a friggin’ wizard. What have you not told me? Why is your older brother here?" Mads rapidly asks. I go to walk to her, wanting to tell her everything because I hate the panicked and betrayed look she has, when Peyton catches my arm, and he shakes his head.
"I need to get back, and you don't have all the time in the world to tell her. They will come here next, I'm sure of it. Mads is your only friend," Peyton points out.
"Not my only friend," I mutter, needing to argue my point. I’m not a total loner. Most of the time. Humans and people in general can be hard to make friends with.
"Only friend," both Mads and Peyton say at the same time. It's creepy as they turn to smile at each other.
"Look, you have ten minutes, then the bus will be outside. I googled it for you when I broke your phone. I will dispose of your bag," Peyton snaps out of gazing at my bestie to tell me.
"Not my phone," I groan, and he just raises his eyebrows at me, letting me know he has a damn point that I need to stay away from technology. I've heard the rumours one of the justice twins can find anyone through it. "You should go back home, but tell mum I'm okay. That this isn't her fault, because I know what she is like. I also need you to come back and keep an eye on Mads. I won't have enough time to make sure she can handle the truth." Peyton nods once and pulls me into a tight hug, kissing the top of my head.
"I wish I could do this for you. It isn't fair it's you," he quietly says.
"I will be okay. I'm crafty enough to keep myself safe," I remind him who his sister is.
"I know," he says, letting me go and stepping back. "Whatever happens, we will get you out of it. This was an accident. Love you, sis." Peyton disappears into a puff of green dust, making the floor of the apartment look like a leprechaun threw up all over it. Mads crawls to the other end of the bed, letting out a little screech.
"I'm a goddess of karma, and so are all my family. The powers run in my family, and the world is full of many different types of gods and creatures. I'm still your best friend, and nothing has changed there," I swiftly tell her, knowing that I can’t stay here much longer. I didn’t want to explain my life to her like this, nor tell her the world is much bigger and more magical