sleeping well, but there was no convincing him to go home to sleep. She’d tried.
“I can still feel her shutting down, whatever she’s fighting, she’s getting tired. Our telepathy is getting weaker, and if we lose it completely…” Jordon breathed a heavy sigh, dreading the thought of what could happen to them.
“What are you talking about, kid?” he asked with concern, leaning forward in his chair, resting his elbows on his knees.
“My dad was a twin.” Jordon spoke to Conrad but continued looking at her sister and caressing her hand. “His brother lost his wife in the war against the harpies twenty years ago. My uncle went mad with grief. He lost himself inside his own head, just like Jamie is doing now. My uncle finally gave in to his emotions, unknowingly severing all ties with my dad. Once that bond was broken, my uncle felt completely alone and eventually took his own life. My father became a shell of who he once was. He said he’d lost his anchor in this world. The guilt ate at him like the grief ate away at his brother. He felt he should have done more to help his brother. Although my dad had Mom, me, and Jamie, he eventually gave up, too. We were only five years old when he shot himself.”
Silence filled the room. Everyone in the tribe knew her father had committed suicide, but no one ever knew why.
“I know me and Jamie complain about our telepathy from time to time, but we need it to stay strong. It makes us who we are.” Jordon felt silent tears rolling down her cheeks.
Conrad never said a word. She didn’t even see him move.
“We promised each other we would never do that to each other. It would be too painful for both of us, but I think she’s very close to breaking that promise.”
“The fuck she is!”
Jordon was startled by Conrad’s outburst and fell off the side of the bed. “Shit!”
She watched as Conrad started pacing around the room. Jordon picked herself up and sat back on the bed.
It took a long time for Conrad to calm back down, but eventually Jordon turned her head to check on him. Exhaustion had clearly got the better of him, as she found him asleep in his chair.
Jordon was so relieved. Conrad has done so much for her and her sister. He needed to rest.
Turning back, Jordon continued to speak to Jamie telepathically for a few more hours.
God, do you have any idea what we’re going through out here? People are worried sick. Jordon was running out of constructive things to say, so she just said whatever popped into her head.
Oh, and just so you know, if you don’t come back soon, I’m gonna kick your ass.
“Huh, you wish,” was whispered weakly beside her. She smiled and dipped her head before turning to meet her sister’s gaze.
“I wish for a lot of things, but kicking your ass is not one of them,” she said as more silent tears came to her eyes. She had never cried so much before in her life, but she was so happy to have her sister back.
Jordon blanketed her body over her sister to give her a hug. “I love you, sis.”
“I love you, too, sis.”
They continued to embrace each other in silence for a while. They had been each other’s rocks for so long it had been hard being unable to help her sister or ease her pain.
“Okay, let me wake Conrad.”
“No, wait! I don’t want to talk to him, please.”
“Jamie, what happened between you two, and what have you been doing in there for the last week?”
After a long pause, Jamie replied, “Nothing, I just can’t deal with him right now. Please, Jordon. Get him out of here.”
“I don’t like this, Jamie. He’s been here for you practically twenty-four-seven, and now you just want me to send him away? That’s too harsh.”
“Thanks, kid.” Both Jordon and Jamie whipped their heads around to see that Conrad hadn’t moved, but his eyes were now wide open and staring intently at Jamie. “But it sounds like Jay’s made up her mind.”
After a moment of awkward silence in which Jamie and
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