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trailed off. My chest ached with unease, the sound of rushing water surged through my ears as the adrenaline in my body spiked. I was seriously going to lose it. Struggling to catch my breath, I declared loudly, maybe a little too loudly, “Give me my phone!” The usual ‘please’ not added – something that would have made our Behavior Lecturer so mad, had she seen all her hard work going to waste.
    I held out my quivering hand. My throat burned as tears threatened again. Both of them stood there, gaping at me. I had basically accused them of kidnapping .
    “Calm down, girl!” I heard a deep voice shout from behind me.
    Maya stood in front of me silent and sad, her eyes catching the edge of the shadow coming toward me.
    “Sage,” I said quietly, not taking my eyes off Anaya for one second. “You know what happened to Sage, don’t you?” I exclaimed, the volume of my voice slowly rising again. The words were bitter poison in my mouth. But they came anyway – fast and fuming. “You are all a bunch of liars. I can sense it!” And, at that time, it was not that they were liars; it was more about withholding information from me.
    I felt two strong arms seizing me and spinning me around before lifting me from the ground. I hadn’t noticed that a crowd had gathered in the room, a sea of ‘too calm’ faces staring back.
    “You stupid, stupid girl! Get a hold of yourself! No one’s going to, or has kidnapped you,” Enoch spat as he came into focus. His eyes cutting through me like a sheet of ice, pushing my fury back.
    His eyes held me while he shook me vigorously. I heard Maya scream out his name and remember feeling entrapped. I closed my eyes and the longer I stayed within the darkness of my mind, I felt the storm inside me calm down. Was I going to burst from embarrassment, or explode from rage?
    “Put her down, son,” Arriana said sternly from somewhere behind me. When I opened my eyes it was too late, he had lost his cool and had thrown me to the floor. I kept my focus on his face, holding him with my eyes – letting him know that what he had done was wrong. All I could hear was the pounding of my heart against my ribs; almost sure that everyone in the entire room could hear it too. He stood over me, his hands stiff at his sides. I swallowed carefully and looked away, cowering. When one of his warrior buddies grabbed him furiously and pushed him against the wall, I realized that Minoans had human traits too; they did get mad when they needed to. As if in slow motion, a wooden ornament fell from the shelf above and shattered to the ground beside them.
    “That was Dad’s!” Maya yelled.
    All I could do was stare at the family as they fell apart and I wondered if they had been this way before I had arrived? Maya hurried over and tried to pick up what remained of the object.
    “Tatos!” Anaya shouted, outraged. “Get him out of here! Now!”
    Tatos and Anaya shared a look and he nodded. She in turn gave him a smile. A door slammed and the windows rattled in their frames. I stood up abruptly and retreated to Maya’s room with haste. I wanted to make it all go away. I wanted to lie on the bed, close my eyes, dismiss the pain and wake up in my room. As I lay there undisturbed – no one sought me out. I guess I must have said some horrible things to them. What had I been thinking? Where did it all come from? I had never been that angry before, ever. I had never allowed myself to get angry, but I hadn’t been able to control my feelings of helplessness any longer. I had lost control of myself and the situation. I should have stayed with Sam, I thought once more. I cried uncontrollably and stared out the window, watching the gray clouds as they circled above, until my eyes stung and no more tears would come. When I closed my eyes and let my face fall into the pillow, all I could see were Enoch’s blistering blue eyes staring back at me with fury. I hate all of this. I tried to blink it away . I hate this