《Sang Insane | ✔》Chapter Twenty Five
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"Seriously?!" I squeal, bolting upright.
The boys say something, but I simply wave them off.
"Yes, Sang. I think that they might actually be able to help you kill Father. They appear to genuinely care for you," Sarah continues with a sigh.
"About time! I'm more than ready to kill Father! I've wanted to kill him since we were three years old!" Star shouts.
Huh.
I never thought about killing Father.
Torturing him? Sure.
Beating him up? Of course!
Bathing in his blood? Makes sense.
Feasting on his organs? A lovely snack.
Dancing naked on his grave? I'd be crazy not to!
Actually, killing him sounds like a grand idea.
"Would we kill Master as well?" I ask.
"But of course! Father will just be trickier," Sarah answers before muttering a long stream of mean words.
Star loudly confirms her answer before shouting an ocean of mean words.
I roll my eyes at how dramatic they are.
"Now!" I announce to the boys. "I have received permission to tell you guys something important."
"Permission from..." Mr. Blackbourne says pointedly.
I blush.
How am I supposed to explain?
I shrug.
Might as well just say it.
"The voices in my head, Sarah and Star," I explain bluntly.
They look stunned and a little scared. They are far too shocked to speak.
I have that affect on people.
"I am not schizophrenic. I am a genius."
Mr. Blackbourne swallows.
"Please explain, Ms.Sorenson," He orders thickly.
"Kota, correct me if I'm wrong. The average human only uses about 10% of their brain, right?"
Kota nods, unsure.
"Well, I use all of my brain. That's how I am able to do impossible things. Like jump off a ten story building and walk away unscathed. Or, how I can communicate with animals. How I have increased reflexes, speed, and strength. There's more that I can do, but you get the gist," I say nervously.
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The first people to like me, to call me family need to understand that I don't need to be locked up in an asylum.
I don't want to lose them.
"Please show us. Prove that you are not crazy. If you can," Mr. Blackbourne says.
Is that a challenge?!
"Do you not believe me?!" I roar with Star.
Our voice is far louder than possible and Star feels my anger and thrives.
The lights flicker, the doors slam shut, and they all are lifted in the air thanks to Star.
The boys frantically flail and panic.
"We have already proved that we can do the impossible time and time again! What more do you need?! If I can do this, who is to say I can't be same with two voices in my head?!"
We drop them and return the house to normal.
"Do you believe me yet?" I ask bitterly.
"Sang Baby, I believe you," North Star says.
I look to him with hope.
"Sang, we all believe you, it is just a lot to process," Axel tells me.
I beam with happiness.
Gabriel snorts, "You have blue and silver hair and glowing green eyes, I think I would have believed you without even knowing the rest."
I laugh and hug them all.
The relief is like a weight off my shoulders.
I can't believe they don't hate me.
"What would you guys like to know?" I ask still smiling.
"Why do you still live with your family of they treat you so poorly and your strong enough to leave at any time?" Silas asks.
"Well, according to Sarah, I don't exist. I don't have any records or anything so living on my own would be next to impossible," I answer lightly.
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"You don't have any records of anything?" Pug breathes.
Mr. Blackbourne looks excited and impressed for some reason
"Nope. I have never been to the hospital and school computers are easy to fix."
"You hacked the school computers?!" Corey exclaims shocked.
I scrunch my nose.
"Hacking is for machetes. This was a simple surgery."
Corey gets a dreamy look in his eyes.
Marc speaks up, "Coffee Bean, you said there are more powers. Like what?"
"Well, I think that would be best left for another time," I respond hesitantly.
I am not quite ready for them to know everything about me.
Marc nods and smiles at me.
He is so kind.
"Can you talk us about your voices?" Raven asks next.
"Tell," Kota corrects.
Raven simply says, "Same."
"Their names are Sarah and Star. They are the representatives of me with overlapping jobs. Sarah is mainly my brain and Star is mainly my body. When I am running too fast to be seen, that is Star helping me. When I am seeing the future or calculating trajectories, that is Sarah helping me."
"Seeing the future?!" North explodes.
"I didn't tell y'all?" I ask.
Huh.
I thought I did.
I coulda swore I mentioned at least something.
"I think we would have ****ing remembered something so **** crazy!" Gabriel shouts.
"What is up with you guys and yelling?!" I holler.
"Now, I can sometimes see the future. Any more questions?!" I say exasperated before changing my mind. "Nevermind, I am done with the questions for now."
"As you wish, Ms.Sorenson," Mr.Blackbourne obliges.
I slump back into Axel and mutter, "Stupid, pretty boys always asking stupid questions and yelling at me."
Sarah just laughs at me.
"Hey, North Star, guess what?" I announce flatly.
"What?" He asks suspiciously.
"You're Sarah's new favorite."
"What?" North Star says again confused.
"Sarah agrees that I shouldn't eat sugar," I pout.
The boys all laugh except North Star who is nodding his head in agreement.
Luke looks at me.
"You poor, poor person. I can't imagine having a North in my head."
"It's okay, Always, I just don't get to have nearly as much fun," I respond bravely.
Luke chuckles and we go back to watching the movie.
What?!
I dropped a bomb, the bomb that I have voices in my head and am a genius, and they act like it is nothing?
I like that they aren't making a big deal, but it isn't what we expected at all.
"Sang, I think that they are stunned, shocked, and confused, but acting normal for your sake. They truly are too nice for the mafia," Sarah says kindly.
I scoff, "I'll say."
I snuggle into Axel and look around at my family.
They really are far too good for me.
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