Fenn’s Journal

- Day 2

Aurora found out about me tonight. About my secret I mean. That creep came around again and ruined everything. He showed up at the diner today and as we were locking up, he spoke of a prophecy that we are a part of. He’s opened her eyes. This is exactly what I feared would happen. I can already feel her slipping away from me.

He knows things about us and it scares the crap out of me. The sad thing is, I’m not sure why. I should feel relieved to have this weight off my chest. To have this secret disintegrate between us. But I’m not happy about it. Rory was so upset with me. The look in her eyes, well, it hurt worse than any knife could. I can’t blame her for feeling that way either. I did it to myself. I knew I should have been honest with her. But what’s worse is knowing this guy has gotten inside her head.

I tried to pull her away from him, to keep her from hearing the truth, but she never listens to me! She can be so freaking hard-headed. And she blows everything out of proportion. Just like tonight. Rather than listening to me, she cut me off which only fueled the argument between us and pushed her further away. She actually wanted to hear what this guy had to say. He could be a danger to her! Why doesn’t she understand that? If he is from somewhere else, somewhere where Aurora and I came from, then what if he is an enemy?

I just want to shake some sense into her!

But then I remember what she’s going through. She doesn’t know why she is the way she is. I’m talking about her power over fire. All this time she thought she was alone in this, when she wasn’t. I could have easily told her about my powers and made her feel better about herself, but I didn’t. And now she knows the truth. I kept a huge secret from her. So what right do I have going off on her for the way she acts? I’m just as guilty. I’ve stirred this pot just as much.

I honestly thought I was helping her by keeping her in the dark. Apparently I was wrong, because now she doesn’t trust me anymore than she trusts this creepy guy. I can only imagine what she must be feeling. Oh well. The only thing I can do now is be honest with her. I’ve gone so long with keeping my thoughts locked up…it’s not going to be easy.

I’m going to tell her tonight. I’m going to sit her down and tell her everything. It’s the least I could do.

Later,

Fenn

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