I know deep down that the rumours are true.
She is truly gone this time. She is dead.
I always thought I would somehow know when it happened. I've always heard that when it comes to family you know when somethings happened.
But I didn't.
I had to hear about it from rumours.
I should be happy. I should be so happy that she is finally gone from my life.
But i'm not.
No, instead i'm mad.
The girl who did this will pay.
She will not get away with killing Amelia.
There will be revenge.
An eye for an eye.
"Jenny, is that a phone I see?"
I dropped my phone in my lap and looked up, a blank expression smoothing over my face.
"Uh, no." I said blankly.
Mrs Cuba looked at me sternly.
"Bring it up here and you can collect it at the end."
I sighed and dragged myself to the front of the room.
When my phone left my hand it took all I had not to grab it back off her. I was texting Tom and this lesson didn't end for another hour.
"I hope whoever you were texting was worth it." Mrs Cuba said.
I glared at her. "Yes actually, they are. And they're definitely more interesting than this lesson."
Gasps echoed throughout the room. Mrs Cuba was one of the strictist teachers at this school and no body talked back to her unless they wanted to end up in detention.
But my shifter senses felt threatened; I could feel my eyes starting to change colour.
Mrs Cuba stared right at me and stiffened.
I took a deep breath and exhaled.
"Should I go back to my seat?" I asked evenly.
She nodded once.
I sank into my seat and sighed. I really needed to control my anger issues, especially when they mostly controlled my shifts.
I looked round at Kathy, who was staring at me in wonder.
"Jen, you totally just owned her. I don't think anyones ever spoken to her like that before."
I smiled once then turned back to face the front.
Mrs Cuba was really pale and she hadn't continued teaching yet.
Putting my head in my hands, I rolled my eyes.
This was going to be a long day.
I unclenched my fists.
I hadn't realised how nervous I had been until it was over.
Watching Jenny trying to control her anger in class had been very...intense.
I turned and started pacing the room, something I did alot nowadays.
What I did to pass the time before Jenny finished school, was all to do with Jenny. I was either texting her or watching her school day through the mirror.
Part of me felt like a stalker, but Jenny had said she didn't mind. In fact, she thought it was sweet.
Suddenly, a flash of electric blue lit up the room.
I held my hand up to cover my eyes from the brightness. I didn't want to see the person who was surely going to be there.
"Tommy, long time no see. How ya been brother?"
I lowered my hand and forced a smile on my face.
Jay sighed in mock annoyance. "I haven't seen you in 7 months and all I get is 'Hello Jay'?
I shrugged. "I assume there's a reason for you being here?"
Jay nodded. "You know me too well."
"Well?" I sighed.
Jay strolled across the room and brushed past me, walking straight towards the mirror, where Jenny's image was still flickering across the glass.
He lifted a hand and pointed straight at Jenny.
"I'm here about her." He said shortly.
I stiffened. "What about her?"
Jay laughed. "Listen to you being all defensive. You need to loosen up brother, all this stress isn't good for you."
I took a deep breath and tried to get a hold of myself.
"What about her?" I asked again.
Jay sighed. "Well where do I start? First we have the way she looks. I'm not sure if you've noticed, but unless I knew it wasn't her, I would assume that that's Amelia. But then that brings me to my next point; is Amelia really dead?"
I crossed the room to the sofa and sat down, running my fingers through my hair.
I had known that sooner or later I was going to have to deal with the questions, but either way I wasn't ready.
"Amelia is dead." I said calmly. "The reason the girl and Amelia looked so alike was because they were world twins."
Jay nodded. "Yeah that sounds about right."
"Why are you so interested?" I frowned.
Jay sighed and turned away from me.
"I have to know dude because unless I can clear that girls name, she is in some serious trouble."
My blood ran cold.
"What are you talking about."
Jay turned back to look at me.
"I'm talking about her killing a royal and all the demon world wanting revenge." He sighed and stopped talking. But something told me there was more to it.
"What?" I pressed.
Jay sighed. "I'm talking about Elise. She wants that girl to pay for killing Amelia."
One thought rang through my mind.
An eye for an eye.