His chest rose and fell.
"Jared," I whispered. He opened his eyes and the usual green there had turned silver. The sight took me back to my attack. My attacker's eyes had done the same. I could feel electrical energy swirl around him. I was about to touch his hand when he pulled away and hissed, "Don't touch me."
I flinched and backed away from him. That seemed to be enough to snap him out of his rage. After a couple of minutes he regained control and he closed his eyes. The electricity that had been swirling around him had vanished. Everything was calm.
"Ava," he said quietly as he stepped toward me. This time when he opened his eyes they were their usual green color. I backed away from him feeing hurt. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you."
He took another step toward me. I took another step back, still feeling hurt.
"If you touch me when I'm harnessing energy it will channel into you through the physical connection. That much energy in a human would be deadly; it could kill you. That's what I suspect happened to you, though he didn't use enough energy," he explained, sounding a little puzzled at the last sentence.
Did that mean he hadn't meant to kill me? Then what exactly had been his motive? Had it been to just inflict pain? Because if that had been his motive, he had succeeded. It had been the most painful experience of my short life.
He took another step forward. He was standing directly in front of me. Gently, he touched my hand, and I didn't pull away from him.
"There's a lot I'm sorry about," he whispered as he stared at our touching hands. I just stood there, unable to think with him touching my hand so gently.
"You need to finish telling me what happened and then I will be able to explain everything to you." He led me to the bed and we both sat down.
I cleared my throat and started where I had left off. "Like I said before, he looked just like you, but blond, blue-eyed and paler. I remembered the strangers in the clearing that night and how you had explained to me the physical attributes of a Hue. Then I realized what he was. I knew I couldn't fight him. He just smiled, and then all I felt was an unbearable pain. That's all I can remember." I shuddered when I remembered the pain. "I must have blacked out because I don't remember anything after that."
There--I'd told him all the details about my attack and it was his turn to explain why my attacker looked like his twin.
CHAPTER TEN
"I was held up at school so I was late in getting home," he said, pausing for a moment before letting out a deep breath. "I should've called one of the others to watch over you until I got home but I didn't think I was going to be so late."
It was hard to be reminded of it.
"You were in really bad shape when I reached you. I saw you crumpled on the ground in front of your house. I called the others and we all took shifts healing you in the first couple of hours."
I didn't remember that. Vaguely I remember Jared finding me. I remembered him saying, "I got you" and then he had picked me up.
"I didn't think I was going to make it," I whispered. I thought I was going to die. He looked at me and I could see guilt written all over his face.
"Who is he, Jared? And why does he look like you?" It was time for him to come clean.
"It's a long story."
"You owe me an explanation," I stated, not allowing him to think there was any way I was going to accept anything but the whole truth. No more bits and pieces; he was going to tell me everything.
He sighed and let go of my hands. I didn't say anything while I waited for him to start.
"I explained how it all started and the direct descendants from the first humans to come into contact with the meteor crash site. Descendants were born from Archaic and Hue."
I nodded my head.
He stopped for a moment. He ran his hand through his hair. His mannerisms were more agitated and I had a feeling it had to do with what he needed to tell me next. I reached out and covered his hand with
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