Strings of Fate
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We don’t tell anyone else about what Kiara told us, not even the police. It won’t change anything and
after Kiara cried herself to sleep that night, Bemy and I returned to our room. and discussed it. If
Kiara wants to tell someone she can, but we don’t want people to be scared of her or anything like that.
We don’t even tell Megan and Darrien. I know they wouldn’t be bothered by it, but Kiara told me and it’s
not my ce to share. Bemy only heard because he wasing up to say goodnight too and
overheard. Although he did admit to eavesdropping in the hallway for a couple minutes. He came to
tuck her in with me but heard the tears and didn’t know if he shoulde in or not and just ended up
waiting there. Still, in the week after that conversation Kiara did begin to rx a little more. She talks to
people out loud now, although she still is pretty quiet. She hasn’t brought it up again and neither have
we but she has her first appointment talking to a professionalter in the week, a Witch with empathic
abilities that we have VERY thoroughly checked out. We were a little. unsure about sending Kiara to
see a Witch after she was controlled with magic for so long, but she reacted well to the Shifters and we
don’t want her to think that Witches are all bad.
She seemed okay when she met Cam so we’re hoping it works. If they’re notpatible then
we can find someone else.
I’m out grocery shopping with Aaron. Bemy and Kiara were in the process of painting her bedroom
when I left and after I nearly knocked over the tin of paint for the second time they “politely‘ suggested I
could sort out dinner instead. Yeah I probably deserved that. But hey, I’m no good at painting anyway
so I don’t mind and the two of them working on it together ispletely adorable anyway. Walking
around with Aaron would be sort of quiet and awkward but now that I’m out and about again and
actually able to leave the house without a
death threat lingering over me, I’ve quickly fallen back into my habit of chattering away and filling the
silence by just telling him practically everything that goes through my mind. He probably feels like my
daily journal or something at this point but he never seems toin so I guess he doesn’t mind?
Right now I’m updating him on how my threads have been changingtely.
“Most recently Bemy and I both got new green threads connecting us to Kiara, which does make
sense since we’re taking care of her. But I don’t know why it just suddenly happened now and while all
the changes are ones I’m okay with, what am I meant to do if something changes that I don’t want? I
am seriously concerned about this.” I sigh. Aaron usually listens to myints silently so it’s always
a shock when he actually answers which is why I drop the tomato I was picking up when he speaks.
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“The changes are all things you are sure about.” He says softly. I whirl to face him.
“Sorry? What do you mean?” I ask. He shrugs.
“Are you sure that the changes aren’t something that you did?” He rifies. I stare at him. It’s so
obvious, I don’t know how I didn’t make the connection. Alex literally told me that I’m
meant to be able to change and choose my own fate. Isn’t that what I did? I made a decision and poof I
have a thread that reflects that. I didn’t even know that I was doing anything at the time but it makes
perfect sense. I wonder… is it something I can do on purpose? Or is it just something that happens to
me but ording to my desires. Well, I should test it. What’s something else that I’m certain about? My
eyes fall on Aaron who is picking up the tomatoes I dropped and adding them to the basket while
waiting for me to work my way through my thoughts. Perfect. I can’t imagine not having him around,
he’s basically my brother, kind of like Harry is. A very different brother, but still my brother. Darrien is
too actually. The three of them, Darrien, Aaron and Harry are basically my brothers and I know that isn’t
going to change. Honestly I can’t believe that I didn’t have threads connecting me to them to begin with
because I swear it was unavoidable and I wouldn’t have it any other way. Sure enough, my vision blurs
and goes dark for a second and when my eyes adjust I have a new thread connecting me to Aaron and
I suspect that if Darrien or Harry were nearby I would have threads connecting me to them as well. Well
that’s pretty cool. I mean, at least I’ll be able to find him when I need to now. I’m sort of tempted to try to
make threads connecting me to all
my friends, but I’m a little worried that might be overwhelming and screw up my vision. Maybe I should
try to learn how to not–see them or make them less noticeable or something first. Surely that’s possible
if I can literally change fate I can make it less obnoxiously in my
face.
We head home and Aaron and I work together and make dinner. I have confirmed that there is a blue
thread joining me to Darrien now too. It should be confusing, I mean there are three blue threads plus a
red and a green thread just joining me to people in this house right now. But strangely they make
sense. I look at one and I just know who it is connected to without thinking or looking. Hah! I guess they
won’t be sneaking up on me anymore. I’m d they’re not too annoying because I would probably have
to get rid of them or something. We all eat. dinner together. Kiara is sleeping in the living room tonight
so that she doesn’t get sick from the paint fumes. So after dinner we get her set up andfortable on
the couch. I’m rxing in bed while Bemy showers. I’m pretty excited to tell him about my newly
discovered control over my threads, when it urs to me. If I can change my threads to create new
ones, then theoretically I can get rid of or destroy them too… right? Which means… I could choose not
to be fated to Bemy. I could choose someone else for myself. I don’t have to follow
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along with the n that the fates have nned for me like I always thought I had to. I could have dated
and fallen for someone else and it could have worked out. I still could choose someone else, except… I
can’t think of anything worse. There is nothing even remotely appealing about that idea at all. I don’t
WANT anyone else. I DO trust fate and Bemy and I are meant for eachother. I understand that and
the more time I spend with him the r firmly I believe it. I actually take it back. I don’t think I COULD
change the thread joining me to Bemy. To change a thread I have to decide and really believe
something, and I don’t think that I could ever actually believe that Bemy isn’t perfect for me and
somehow I’m right for him too. I don’t know anyone else who would be as patient with me as I’ve been
working through everything. If I didn’t want him, REALLY didn’t want him, my thread would. have
changed by now. So… what am I meant to do with this information? I remember the list that Bemy
wrote me about things he’s fantasised about and with an anxious nce towards. the ensuite, I fetch it
from where I stashed it. I should have a few minutes. Bemy hasvender coloured paint to scrub out
of his hair. I’m nervous and oddly excited as I unfold the paper and force myself to actually read what
he’s written down.
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