Not so powerful

"Are you ready yet?" Zavier asked as he knocked on the door softly.

I stayed silent as I looked at myself in the mirror. Slowly I wiped my face to rid myself of the tears that wouldn't stop.

"We don't have much time before Alex comes looking." He continued when I said nothing.

I sniffled alittle and took a deep breath. My eyes were a little red and my cheeks were a light pink. Anyone could tell that I was crying but it wouldn't matter because I could feel the hate coming from Alexander every time he looked at me.

"Mazaya." Zavier snapped when I still said nothing. "I'm coming." I finally was able to say without my voice sounding scratchy.

I blinked a few times as I readied myself. "I'm sorry for what I have to do." I whispered softly to my soul.

I turned towards the door and took one more deep breath before I was opening it.

Zavier was looking at me with narrowed eyes as he took in my appearance.

"Sorry." I apologized as I walked forward and put my hand out. Zavier l