Kiara's Game - Part 9 - The Prophecy
by Kiara Reynard
Shhh.
I’m going to remove my hand but whatever you do…
Don’t scream.
What the hell are you doing here, asshole?
I prefer Connor, if it’s all the same to you.
Look, I’m not gonna hurt you. Okay?
Uh…no it’s not okay.
Where the hell are we?
We’re still in the tunnel, that’s why you need to keep quiet.
You don’t want Mr. Archivolt to here you, do you?
Don’t look at me like that?
Like what?
Like you saved me.
You basically just kidnapped me.
For some reason, he found that funny.
And as much as I wanted to be pissed at him, I couldn’t.
Because in that moment, I felt it—that spark of connection to that boy.
I’m not a kidnapper.
Maybe instead, I could be…
Your friend?
I only have three friends and you’re NOT one of them.
You have more friends than you know.
And they’ve been waiting a long time to meet you.
Why don’t you—and everyone else—stop with these riddles?
I want to know what the hell is going on.
I wish I could tell you.
But we have laws, just like them.
Just like who?
Again, he flashed that smile.
He was definitely more cute than creepy…
Don’t laugh at me.
I can’t help it. I find you fascinating.
You’re not like them.
Would you stop?
Who is them??
My friends?
Your friends?
Unfortunately, I can’t tell you that, either.
But I can give you some advice…
Stop involving other people in this business.
What business?
Come on, Kiara.
You know your life has been building toward something.
It’s kinda hard to know that when no one tells me shit.
I can tell you your life is about to change for the better.
You won’t be alone anymore.
I’m not alone now. Three friends, remember?
An eerie silence fell between us at the mention of my friends.
Why are you looking at me like that?
Because I know what’s coming.
And I don’t want to see you suffer.
Suffer? I thought my life was gonna get better?
It will.
But only after it gets worse, unfortunately.
I’m afraid your pain will be greater…
Because you care so much.
You don’t know anything about me.
But I do.
Kiara, these changes you’re experiencing…
These heightened senses…
How do you know about that?
They’re nothing compared to what your full potential holds.
What the hell are you talking about?
Sorry. I’m not great at this.
I’m aware that everything I say makes this more confusing.
Yeah, considering that I don’t even know what THIS is.
I’m sorry.
Yeah, everyone is so sorry.
Why don’t you just tell me what you want from me?
Even if my answer muddies the waters even further?
Just tell me what you want.
What you’ve been through, what you’re going to endure…
It’s nothing compared to what’s coming.
The next day, week month…
They’re going to be extremely difficult.
So help me.
I want to.
But I can’t be a part of what’s about to happen.
Yet when everything’s said and done, you’re going to have questions
And I’d like to help you understand the answers.
Why?
And don’t give me some bullshit about how we’re the same…
Or that we have some connection that means we should be together.
You said it, not me.
Stop smiling at me like that.
I can’t help it.
You may be the most unique creature on the planet, Kiara.
I knew that about you when we first met.
You mean when you tried to rob my friends?
I never took anything.
Except your number.
You could’ve asked for it.
You wouldn’t have given it to me.
Yeah, well you threatened my friends.
You robbed someone who’s close to me.
Ah, the book.
Trust me, Kiara, you did not want those people to have that book.
They would have used it against you.
‘Those people’ are the ONLY people I trust.
That trust is misplaced.
In fact, they could have told you exactly what’s coming.
They may have even been able to save Zoe and Abby.
But they didn’t.
What are you talking about?
The two people you love most in the world are about to die.
Did you just threaten my friends--again?
I promise, it won’t be me who kills them.
But you’re going to let it happen?
I’m sorry, but, yes.
And telling me THAT isn’t breaking your rules?
Oddly enough, no.
Because there’s nothing you can do to save them.
The undeniable sincerity in Connor’s expression terrified me.
There was no denying he absolutely believed what he was saying.
And I had to fight just to hold back the tears of confusion and rage and... guilt.
What could I have possibly done to make the whole world go the crazy?
Tell me something, then, asshole.
If you’re not going to kill my friends…
Who is?
You are.
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