Elemental (The Keeper of the elements)

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be okay.” I whispered as I rounded the corner.  I struggled to keep moving but between the pain in my knee and the ache in my heart from wanting to go back, it was hard.
     
    Amelie’s house was just in view now, I was almost there. Aydan’s instructions echoed in my head. I pushed myself until my muscles burned and my lungs screamed for air. Finally I was just at the edge of the yard. I tore up the walk way and threw myself into the door.
     
    The house was dark with a lingering smell of dinner. My heart was pounding so loudly and I could barely hear anything else over the rush of blood in my ears. The temperature of my necklace was steadily growing hotter. Finally, I reached the dining room, where just hours before, the five of us had sat and my life changed. Immediately looking around I knew something was wrong. The house was dark and Amelie never had the house dark. An icy feel to the air caused goose bumps to prickle up along my skin. I turned and my breath froze. Bloody hands were smeared along the wall and splattered on the once clean floor. “Oh god…no no no no no….” I whispered as I followed the stains.
     
    Something inside of me told me it was probably better to leave but I couldn’t. Something inside my heart urged me forward. Amelie was the only person in my life that stuck around besides Aydan. I needed her.  I could hear that tiny voice of reason screaming in the back of my head to run away. Suddenly, as I came around the corner, my lungs stilled. I couldn’t bring in or let out any air. I was just frozen. Amelie was lying on the floor, a deep red stain underneath her body and two large men dressed in black stood behind her smiling wickedly. 
     
    I screamed out in fear and squeezed my eyes shut as I lifted my hands in protection. A loud explosion rang out and I felt the hot air beat against my face.  I screamed and sputtered as I desperately tried to suck in air. I could feel the panic rising as my chest seized. Things began exploding around me. The water pipes burst, the gas pipes burst, and everything was exploding.
     
    Suddenly, a bright light filled the room. The flash blinded me and took my breath away and I could feel myself falling. I love you Aydan, I thought, expecting this to be my last farewell. Something shattered and I felt like I was floating.  I felt like I was lying on a cloud, gently floating away from the chaos.
     
    I couldn’t move my limbs, almost like I was drugged or paralyzed. Maybe I was already dead. My body was burning. I wanted to scream out, to tell someone to relieve the pain. It radiated out from my left hip and up my side, pulsating with each beat of my heart.  I could feel myself drifting, letting go of my life. My heart rate was slowing and my breaths were coming slower. The more I thought about it, the more I didn’t mind as long as the pain stopped. I hoped Aydan would someday find happiness, that he would find love. I felt something tugging at me, somewhere deep inside my body. The only way I could describe it was something tugging at my soul.
     
    I could hear the steady sound of footsteps crunching against the ground, moving much faster than my heart was beating. “Just hold on Gemma.” A gruff voice rumbled. It sounded far away, like an echo in the grand canyon. I had never been to the grand canyon before. Aydan had promised to take me when we were nine years old. When I had teased him about not having the money, he built me one in a nearby park and drove me on his bike. He said it was our secret vacation.  Focusing on Aydan seemed to take away the pain, even if just for a few minutes.
     
    My head was swimming and kind of vibrating as I moved. Images of Amelie’s broken body danced in my head, tormenting me. A part of me didn’t want to believe but I knew in my heart that she was gone. I realized then that I had grown to love her. Not as much as my parents, but she was definitely up there.
     
    Voices began to fade in and out. I could hear

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