own and slowly nodded my head.
“Then stab me.”
“Please Blake, don’t make me do this, I can’t hurt you.”
“You won’t be hurting me! Just do it please, trust me.” He pleaded.
“Where?” I finally asked in a strangled whisper.
“Anywhere you want.”
“But you’ll be hurt.” I protested again.
“Just do it.” He commanded. I knew from the tone of his voice his patience was running thin.
Closing my eyes, I counted to three before I swiped the knife across his arm. The blade cut through his soft skin and split it open. I shrieked in terror and dropped the knife because a thick, blue goo oozed out and trickled across over the wound. I watched amazed as within seconds the skin closed up. His arm was completely healed with not even a scar.
I knew then he spoke the truth. My adoptive brother Blake really was an alien. “Are you really a prince?”
He nodded.
“What are you doing on Earth. Shouldn’t you be…well not on Earth?”
“Came for a visit, I needed to see you. I’ve been thinking about you non stop.”
Another truth dawned on me . “You were never really kidnapped were yo u? ”
“No,” he admitted, “I mean I was kind off but not by bad people. It was my own people who took me away.”
I thought back to the months and years of pain and anguish we had suffered, all because of him. A fierce anger spread through my body and I unleashed it on him .
“Do you know how long we looked for you? How devastated we all were when you disappeared? And this whole time you were fine! You were okay! And you didn’t bother to even say goodbye.” I spat out at him, foaming at the mouth.
“I know, I know Karen. And I’m so sorry but I didn’t have time to say anything, I didn’t even know they were going to take me away the day they did. They made sure to not tell me because they knew I could never have left without saying something to you.”
“Who is they Blake? Why did they take you away?”
“They took me away because my time was up.”
“I don’t understand.” I said, waiting for him to clarify but he didn’t. A few moments passed in silent and then I asked him , “Blake why are you really back? And please don’t tell me it’s because you suddenly got your memory back and you wanted to visit us. Because we both know that’s not it.”
He looked startled at my abrupt question and I thought he would ignore my question entirely but he surprised me by answering truthfully.
“Because I need to procreate.”
Out of all the possible reasons – taking over earth being high on my list of possible reasons – procreation was completely unexpected.
“You what?” I asked again not sure if I had heard him correctly.
“I need to procreate.” He repeated, “You know breed, have childre n and there’s only one woman…”
“Ah, one woman huh?” I interrupted, “So who’s the lucky girl?” I couldn’t help the fierce stab of jealousy shoot through me as I imagined him making love to another girl.
He looked perplexed by my question so I clarified, “Blake, maybe aliens work in a different way but here on a earth, you need to be with a woman in order to procreate and have children.”
The roll of his eyes made it clear he didn’t find my clarification amusing.
“Yes, Karen, I know that. It’s the same with aliens by the way. But I thought you understood…the person I’m talking about is you…”
The shock of hearing this startling and somewhat degrading revelation was like someone had thrown a glass of cold water on my face.
“Breeding?! Me!? I’m NINETEEN Blake, I can’t breed, what the hell is wrong…” I had to stop talking because I was starting to sound shrill and because Blake put his hand on my mouth