Heart of the Bayou Beasts

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e or when someone would show up at the house, my family home, I had to maintain absolute control, but tonight I wouldn't care. I plopped my ass in a chair and motioned for her to sit. She handed me the lighter and bowl, which I took from her. "You know how I'v

tuary for me," I said, passing her the lighter and bowl back. I hesitated before I projected to her mind 'I have to leave, I will miss you and I'm sorry I don't know the exact day but it's coming soon, just know you are going to be missed.' I stated. Her eyes were wide with qu

ut they swarm into this place like you are the queen of the hive." I took a heavy breath. I felt it but I never thought past myself to see it. 'I can't stay Mags, I'm running out of time. I can't be saved from this and there's more at stake than anyone will ever know.' I continued. Mags passed me the bowl after taking a drag. "I guess I kinda always assumed there was more." Being careful with her wording. "There's always more Mags, you have no idea," I whisp

n me until I could get my accounts in order. The lawyer signed a gag order on all the paperwork so he couldn't reveal anything about them, where I was, or whose name they fell under. My father had had 10-year-old me call him myself to ensure he could take care of his final will, still sealed until I turned 22. There were no fantasies that it was a co

t be controlled, where I had a handle on my own life, where my powers were ordinary and good things were possible. Yet, here I was extraordinary and in the perilous clutches of that woman and her henchlings. I wasn't strong enough to fight them yet but I couldn't allow myself to grow anymore. Things were gett