Aliens Are Real: Part 2

Aliens Are Real Part 2

By Sabrina Sumsion

Published by Sanguine Publishing

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Copyright 2012 by Sabrina L. Sumsion

Dedication and Acknowledgements:

To Jazzy

I am truly blessed to be surrounded by friends and family who love me and support my crazy schemes. Thank you to my husband who has adapted to my ways over the years and tolerates me lovingly. Thank you to my children who inspire me and bring me smiles and gooey kisses. Thank you to my parents who raised me to know the only limits are the ones I put on myself. Thank you to my sister Belinda for not beating me up too much growing up and believing in my wild ideas now. Thank you to my friends who beta read including Vicki, Jill, Mom and Lisa. Thank you to Charlie, Gina, Lisa, Mary,
Beverly
and Vicki in my writing group The Local Muse and the wonderful support you give me. Thank you Dan “Freight-Train” Trivates for the editing and suggestions.

Most of all, thank you Heavenly Father, for allowing me the ability to create.

As Jasmine
trod
the path to the front door of Yumi’s house, she considered how she should proceed.
She could
try coming
off as the tough girl who wasn’t phased by the revelation that aliens existed on earth but she was pretty sure that cover was blown the
previous
night.
She
knew
be
ing
repentant or contrite
for her complete melt down wasn’t an option
.
This was her planet
,
after all.
She decided that aloof was the best way to act for the
time being
until she saw how the others behaved.

She paused on the doorstep. Her shock from the night before hadn’t
completely
abated.
Aliens are real?
Maybe
she simply dream
t
seeing humans transform into blue balls of energy.

She extended her hand to knock on the front door but pulled it back again,
shifting her weight from one foot to the other.

Should I even be here?
She thought to herself.
Shouldn’t I ale
rt someone to these people ...
these
aliens?
Maybe if she had a better
relationship
with her father, she would have told him
,
but their strained
bond
wasn’t healed
by
the car he had
bought her
.
A wide
chasm
divided them
,
and it would take
nothing short of a miracle
to bridge it.

She
reached forward quickly and
knocked on the door
before her nerves overcame her and she retreated to her car. She continued shifting her weight from one foot to the other,
wait
ing
for someone to answer.
She
rubbed
her cold hands in
front of her, trying to warm them in the nippy fall air
.

The door swung open.
Malika
’s cold blue eyes
glared
down
at her from the doorway.
“What are you doing here?”
Malika demanded.

Jasmine frowned.
“Yumi asked
me
to come over.”

Jasmine tried to look behind
the tall girl.

Malika closed the door slightly to obstruct the view. “Go away.
” Malika
said as she
glared
down
at
Jasmine
.

Jasmine
put her hands on her hips
.
“You’
re always so mean to me but I
haven’t done anything
to you. What’s your problem?”

Malika only glared
in
response.

“You are always so
horrible
.
Why
?”
Jasmine persisted.

“You compromise our safety and the integrity of our mission.
You are a threat.
”
Malika said.

“Get over yourself.
I
’m no threat to you.”
Jasmine said.

She
stepped forward
to push past M
alika
,
but Malika
grabbed
her
arm and twisted it behind
her
back.
Jasmine
squeaked as
Malika
jerked
her elbow
behind her
spine
and forced
her
to
her
knees
on the cold concrete stoop
.
The pain was horrible
on
her
shoulder
that still hurt from the previous night’s escapades.

Jasmine heard a male voice say,
“What is going on here?!”

She groaned quietly, recognizing to whom the voice belonged. She didn’t need Honorio to walk up at that moment and see her so vulnerable. Why couldn’t he see her after she’d saved a baby from a speeding bus or after vaulting a fence to rescue a drowning child? He already thought she was a weak human and Malika’s expert restraint tactics made her look
even
more incompetent.

The
pressure lessen
ed
on
her
shoulder socket
as
Malika
released
her arm
.
Jasmine
panted on
her
hands and
knees
as she
waited for the pain to subside.

Malika leaned down to
Jasmine’s
ear and whispered, “
I
can inflict much more
pain
easily.
Never forget this
.
”

“Malika!
I
will not warn you again.
You are in violation of our directives
in front of the whole neighborhood
.
” Honorio’s voice sounded strained. He dropped his
voice to a hiss as he continued.
“
I
will take field action if you will not control yourself
.
”

Jasmine sat back on her heels
in time to
watch Malika drop her chin
slightly
.
She then
turn
ed
on her heel and stomp
ed
upstairs.
While
delighted that Malika was put in her place
,
she worried what the sh
ame would do to her.
Could this crazy
alien take out her wrath on the earth?
The thought caused
Jasmine
to shudder. Jasmine stuffed her concerns down and concentrated on the present and the handsome façade that hid an alien in front of her.

“
Jasmine
, why
are you here
?”
Honorio’s caramel-
toned
face flashed
through several emotions that Jasmine couldn’t track
.
She caught a whiff of his cologne, t
he smell causing her knees to buckle. She spent a lot of time the night before up close and personal with Honorio and the smell reminded her of their lips touching.

Jasmine
tried to answer
.
She hated the fact that merely looking at him caused her heart to jump and her lungs to stop working properly. She forced air into her body then responded.
“
Yumi invited
me
over.
”

The
strong arms that so recently
had
surrounded her
were
now
wrapped tightly over his chest
. He pursed the
full
lips
that
had touched hers in mockery of the affection a kiss was supposed to convey. She pulled her shoulders back, ignoring the pain and stood up, ready for another fight about
her friendship
with Yumi.

She spotted
Yumi,
along with
Tyrone and Joseph in the entry way
behind Honorio
.
Flashing a quick smile at Yumi
, she squared off to Honorio.

He gazed back at her with
a bemused expression on his face.
“What can I do for you?”

Jasmine lifted her chin. “Yumi invited me over.
”
She was
almost daring him to challenge her.

Everyone
looked at
the petite girl whose alien body
hid in a human
, Asian
form
with almond shaped eyes and dark black hair
.

“
I
...
felt it necessary to evaluate the demeanor of
Jasmine
after learning of our nature
,
”
Yumi stated.

Honorio glanced at Jasmine then back at Yumi.
“We do not have a phone.
How did you invite her?”

Yumi stood straight
er
.
“There is a phone at the corner convenience store.”

Jasmine observed
the exchange
,
struggling to prevent her astonishment from showing on her face.
Yumi
had
called out to Jasmine in
her
mind
twenty minutes ago
and asked her to come over. After much pleading on Yumi’s part,
she
had
agreed.
By now, she was used to the telepathy with Yumi but knew the girl would be in trouble when the rest of her group discovered their ability.

You’re lying to your group?
Jasmine
asked
Yumi
, telepathically.

Yumi’s eyes flicked to Jasmine’s face.
There is no lie.
There
i
s a pay
phone at the convenience store
.

Jasmine
smiled. It
amused
her
that aliens stretched the truth as well.
Maybe they weren’t so different from humans after all.

Yumi grabbed Jasmine’s hand.
“
Jasmine, come with me
.
”
T
hey
half
-
walked, half-
ran upstairs
.
Jasmine’s
arm
felt
numb by the time
they
reached
a
doorway on the left
,
and
they
ran into the room.

Jasmine plopped
on the bed and rubbed her
hand along her prickly-feeling
skin
.
“At least
I
’
ve figured out why
my
skin tingles every time one of you touches
me
.”

Yumi sat by Jasmine and looked confused.
“You tingle?”

Jasmine shrugged and rubbed her arm
a couple more times
quickly before dropping her hand into her lap.
“Yes, but it makes sense because you’re a ball of electricity.”

“In
my
human form
I
should not affect you in any way different
than
any
other human being.”
Yumi
gazed at
Jasmine’s
arm
so intently that
Jasmine felt
uncomfortable.

After fidgeting for what felt like an eternity
, Jasmine broke the tension.
“So
...
read any good books lately

“Well,
I
am wading through a dissertation on group mentality in primates and the cross comparison to human beings.
It is rather dry.”

“
What
?
...
Why
would you read that
?”
Jasmine
wasn’t actually interested in the answer. She
stood and
wandered around
Yumi’s
room, inspecting the sparse furnishings
that
she
had
ignored on
her
first trip to Yumi’s house.
Had it really been a week ago? It felt like years since she thought Yumi was a human and raced to her house to rescue her from her friends.
Why couldn’t their secret have been drugs or a gang? That would have been much easier to
handle
,
but instead
they tried to conceal the fact that they came from a different planet.

Jasmine paced
in the small room
trying to shake the tension in her shoulders
. A
nxiety washed over her in waves as her subconscious and conscious
mind
processed who, or what,
shar
ed
the
room
with her.
She wasn’t comfortable in the hous
e, fully aware that the possible
doom of mankind wandered below her
,
masked as
teenagers
.