who I might become.
“Do you want to try again?” Derek asked, pulling me from my reverie. I was still leaning against the counter for support, but my head was clearer than after previous attempts.
“It’s your turn this time,” Sean interjected, as he walked to the sink to fill up the cup with water. “I’m worn out.”
I had found it fascinating the first time they had told me the mind control was exhausting on them as well. They said it left them feeling lethargic, as though they had gone for a long run, had a hot shower and didn’t want to move for the rest of the day. It was only by their insistence I continued. I felt terrible for wearing them out, when they still had work to do for Dad on the boats.
“Okay,” I said and braced myself once more as I began to concentrate on what I wanted Derek to do.
The music began in my throat and matched the same pitch as before, barely audible, but strong. It reached out to encircle Derek and coax him into complying with my will. He was fighting me, I could feel it. He was going to make this difficult.
I gathered my strength and tried not to grit my teeth. Reaching deeper, I let my voice grow to a higher pitch and slowly his head began to lift. His eyes averted mine at first, only to give into my prodding moments later. Once his eyes met mine, the tension released slightly; he would do my bidding.
Now move your hand , I called and it began to lift toward his head, the cup strong and steady within his grasp. Stop , I murmured wordlessly and it halted.
I gave him a smile and he returned it. The cloudiness in his gaze was almost unsettling, but the realization of what I could do was also intoxicating. A thought entered my mind and I tried not to laugh as I voiced the solemn command.
With a flick of his wrist to the right, the water splashed from the cup and all over Sean’s unsuspecting face. The moment shattered, as a loud curse passed through Sean’s lips and he spit out the remains of the water left in his mouth. I broke into exhausted laughter.
“Lissie!” Sean said and shook the water from his head, while his twin chuckled under his breath. He was trying to hide his exhaustion, but I could see it in the lines of his eyes.
“Sorry,” I laughed and ducked my head. “I thought it would be funny.”
“Well, it wasn’t,” Sean said while attempting to wipe his face with the bottom of his shirt. He was annoyed, but I knew I was already forgiven. The three of us had never been able to stay angry at each other for long.
“And I’m not,” he pointed at the floor, “cleaning that up.”
“Or so you think,” I threatened and raised an eyebrow, but grabbed one of the towels hanging on the oven door handle and began to wipe up the mess. It probably wasn’t necessary to put so much water into the cup when we practiced.
Just then the doorbell rang and Derek left to get it, while mumbling Reese’s name, his former ex who was once again his girlfriend. Sean and I liked to roll our eyes when they were together, but to be honest, I liked her and wished there was someone similar for Sean.
I was just about finished cleaning up the mess when I heard the two of them enter the kitchen.
“Hey guys,” Reese said and I looked up from the floor at her short, tiny frame. She had brown hair with a tint of copper in it that made her eyes seem darker somehow. Derek stood about a foot taller than her and I noticed their hands were intertwined.
“Hey, how are you?” I called back to her as I wiped up the remains of the water and stood to throw the now dripping towel in the sink. Reese’s eyes flitted over Sean and his wet appearance, but she didn’t comment.
“Fine, thanks,” she said and shifted her weight from foot to foot. It wasn’t always this awkward with her around, but sometimes like