Beautiful Creatures (Caster Chronicles 1) - Page 41

“About what?”

“You’re kidding, right?” I was trying not to shout.

She pulled at her necklace, twisting the tab from a soda can. “I don’t know what you want me to say.”

“How about explaining what just happened back there.”

She stared out the window, into the darkness. “He was angry. Sometimes he loses his temper.”

“Loses his temper? You mean hurls things across the room without touching them and lights candles without matches?”

“Ethan, I’m sorry.” Her voice was quiet.

But mine wasn’t. The more she avoided my questions, the angrier it made me. “I don’t want you to be sorry. I want you tell me what’s going on.”

“With what?”

“With your uncle and his weird house, that he somehow managed to redecorate within a couple of days. With the food that

appears and disappears. With all that talk about boundaries and protecting you. Pick one.”

She shook her head. “I can’t talk about it. And you wouldn’t understand, anyway.”

“How do you know if you don’t give me a chance?”

“My family is different from other families. Trust me, you can’t handle it.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Face it, Ethan. You say you’re not like the rest of them, but you are. You want me to be different, but just a little. Not really different.”

“You know what? You’re as crazy as your uncle.”

“You came to my house without being invited, and now you’re angry because you didn’t like what you saw.”

I didn’t answer. I couldn’t see out the windows, and I couldn’t think clearly, either.

“And you’re angry because you’re afraid. You all are. Deep down, you’re all the same.” Lena sounded tired now, like she had already given up.

“No.” I looked at her. “You’re afraid.”

She laughed, bitterly. “Yeah, right. The things I’m afraid of, you couldn’t even imagine.”

“You’re afraid to trust me.”

She didn’t say anything.

“You’re afraid to get to know someone well enough to notice whether or not they show up for school.”

She dragged her finger through the fog on her window. It made a shaky line, like a zigzag.

“You’re afraid to stick around and see what happens.”

The zigzag turned into what looked like a bolt of lightning.

“You’re not from here. You’re right. And you’re not just a little different.”

She was still staring out the window, at nothing, because you still couldn’t see out of it. But I could see her. I could see everything. “You’re incredibly, absolutely, extremely, supremely, unbelievably different.” I touched her arm, with just my fingertips, and immediately I felt the warmth of electricity. “I know because deep down, I think I am, too. So tell me. Please. Different how?”

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