That’s when he chuckled wiping his face, he laughed to get ahold of himself, “Don’t lie to me. Lie to mother, tell her you don’t blame her while you silently loathe the fact none of us notice in time… for one year, you screamed on your own.” The reality of it would hit him every time he recalled. The guilt he felt as a sibling, the guilt instilled to him by their parents.
“Stop blaming yourself.” Ena suggested in a tone that mocked, “Who ever told you it was your fault?”
He fell quiet, the words of their parents to him and the rest of the siblings were still instilled deep in his subconscious. Even if he didn't immediately recall it, he would when it was pointed out, “For so long I found it hard to look at you. Because I thought you’d scream at me.” he paused, “You were so happy when we realized you were seen. You smiled and laughed, you learned to control your magic, we were all so happy for you. But after a while you grew angry out of nowhere… why are you so angry, Ena?”
Ena laughed and an empty chuckle, “Enaya used to point at thin air and say I was crying… none of you ever thought much of it.”
Her soul wavered and the form of a child version of herself was briefly seen, the broken eyes of someone that seemed about to cry, “I hated Enaya for so long, I hated that you saw her, hated you talked to her, you brought her gifts you told her you loved her and you DIDN'T HEAR ME! I WAS THERE… I was hurting, and the way she looked at me, how she smiled, how she was so carefree while I waited in a corner! For fuck sake a child should not have to meet Hades at the age of five!”
Garrel bit back what he’d been about to say. Ena calmed herself again her voice lowered again, she knew her voice was heard across the whole house, and she knew well Enaya would smile at her when she was out again.
Mustering the courage to mutter a few words, “I used to wish you were born a mutant… or actually powerless.” him admitting that was a harder blow than he’d think, “I thought that if that was the case everything would have been better, that-“
“It would have been better.” She assured him, “It would have been so much better.” She opened a portal, stepping out behind him and leaning over, “Because I wouldn’t have felt the pain of my very being getting ripped out of my body… Do you have any idea what cold is? Because it’s all I’ve felt vividly since then.” She pressed a hand on his shoulder, he didn’t look back at her.
The form breaking apart completely as the soul of a child was all she’d ever look like no matter how much she tried to hide it, “I was angry, because everyone acted like nothing happened… you all left me to deal with the fact I was basically dead all on my own.” She let go of him, “Mommy and daddy ignored a year of torment they put me through.”
He turned and faced her, freezing when she saw the child face that stared back at him, the dimmed blue eyes and clothes she wore back as a child, “...” no words came out, he couldn't stop staring.
“What’s it like to grow up.” She asked him, breaking him away from his frozen state.
“Give us a chance to fix it.” he said instead, trying to coax her.
“I did.” She affirmed, “I’ve given you years. I stood by, I did everything for your attention, and then I stopped trying, but you all didn’t try at all.” She sighed, and stepped away, getting control back and the form he'd come to know her by returning. The shadowy appearance with no distinct features, the portal behind her enveloping her up, “Can you blame me for being tired of crying? Of screaming? Of blowing up in anger?”
“No.” He admitted, ‘Ena-”
The portal closed and she was back in the room, the orb still lit up, “I’ll leave you to your reading time Garrel. Take care.” Saying that she lightly touched the orb, its light disappeared. Her shadow was still unstable ever so slightly, her feelings were a mess.
Having all those memories resurge up, her mind was a wreck. She looked at the door for a moment peering briefly into Enaya’s mind that remained unfaltering. The door opened up to the room for her to have a clear view of the hallway. Leaning on the doorway and looking into the living room where Enaya calmly sat and watched TV with Altivo at her feet.
She envied not feeling anything, such a thing she thought to be bliss, but those were the thoughts of a much younger her. The phone rang all of a sudden,Enaya grabbing it up from the coffee table in front of her, “It’s Garrel.” Enaya told her, turning to meet her gaze, “He really wants to talk with you.”
The door opened and Enaya had her hand out holding the phone to hand it to her. Ena didn't grab it, “Hang up.”
Enaya smiled, picking up the call and bringing it to her ear, ‘Would you like to leave a message?”
Garrels muttering on the other side was incomprehensible whine Enaya hummed and understood, “Alright, i'll let her know, bye bye.” hanging up the call she grinned at Enay, “mother invited us to dinner tomorrow”
“We’re busy, we won't be going.” She told Enaya, the words cold without feelings attached to them. The form she took completely stabilized as pitch black as a lightless room, “we meet ares tomorrow again, i expect you to be here and not twist my words however you see fit.”
Enaya nodded, “I’ll be here for the playdate.”
Ena side eyes Enaya, “Don't tell anyone anything regarding our acquaintances Enaya, ever. If I hear it slit from your lips even once I'll cut your tongue off. Mom and dad will not take lightly to hearing it, and we’ll never hear the end of it.”
Enaya shrugged, “Mortals or gods as acquaintances, what's the difference? Both of them are just as delusional in their every day.”
Ena sighed, she pointed at Enaya, “Don’t you dare say anything like that tomorrow.”
Her grin turned back to her usual smile, “I’m always careful.”
“You're exactly the opposite.” Ena retorted, but Enaya was already walking to the living room.
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