Chapter 32 Changes

• I could barely sleep last night. Closing my eyes and finding peace was incredibly difficult. Well, it was very difficult. I spent half the night thinking about the kiss and the other half reflecting on what I had done. I had never manipulated someone like that before. At most, I would calmly ask Adrian to calm down so he wouldn't basically kill me. But last night, I did something remarkable. I changed someone's feelings by saying things without filtering them.
• I didn't want to do any of that. But it happened, and there's no way to avoid it. I'm really afraid of myself. Not knowing the extent of my power. All I know is that chaos might control me, and I might try to control it. It's something that can't be taught because I'm the only one with this ability. I really wish last night hadn't ended the way it did. Adrian irritated me, as always. He had that power. It seemed like he enjoyed it. So I left the bowling alley, thinking about walking home and all the ways I could kill that idiot. However, I was surprised by his appearance. And I was even more surprised when I simply kissed him. Not the other way around. It wasn't the scoundrel who just pinned me against one of those cars and kissed me. No. I took the initiative. That was disturbing, but as soon as my lips touched his, it felt like the world around us had disappeared.
• I had never felt that in my entire life. Maybe the hatred had turned into a different kind of tenderness. I don't know if I should get used to this reality because I'm afraid of what might happen if I forget who we are and how destructive we can be. Now, getting out of the car and facing the school, I have no idea what's going to happen. How am I going to face Mary Ann? How am I going to deal with Anthony? Worse, what will my date be like after what happened with Adrian last night? Questions that were about to be answered because on one side, there was Mary Ann practically running toward me with a big smile, and on the other, Adrian, standing in front of the huge castle door, leaning against the wall, seemed to be waiting for me.