She leaned into him, "You should have pushed baby. You should have asked."
She let out a shaky sigh as she tried to ignore the fight inside her, "I need to tell you it all...I should have weeks ago."
She pulled at his hands, weaving her fingers in his, "It's not a short story..."
She began telling him everything. From the day she killed those children in her village, to her parents abandoning her, to being found and taken to a new village. She explained the village had helped her shape her powers and learn control. Most of this he knew, but then she got to the harder topics.
"As a teenager...the raw power in me wasn't tamable always. I, uh, lost all my hair. My skin became scaly, and I started feeling deathly ill. The power was eating me from the inside.
My tutor helped me learn control it better, but the damage was already done. I was ugly, freakishly so. In the village though, no one rejected me or pointed out my flaws. It wasn't until I ventures out around sixteen that the problems started. You...heard one of them...I went back to my parents, to ask them why they did what they did.
It...didn't end well. Actually quite poorly. And I, uh, I burnt the entire village down."
She winced at the words, but the damage was done and she needed to finish letting it all rush out of her mouth, "I was so upset with my parents rejection, and the village bullying me for my looks that I killed them all, then fled. And at the next village I got the same reception, the same rejection and hate for my looks. And I...I killed that village too."
Her body was tense, knowing how bad this looked to others, "I'll skip over the rest. For honesty sake, I will say there was more than two villages I visited. I eventually went back to my own village, depressed. Everyone rejected me based on my looks. It made me hate myself, and...and I started doing things. Dark magic. I'm not proud of it, but I was desperate to be accepted, to walk freely without hate."
She stole her hands back from him, dropping her head in them, "I'm an awful person Braxton. I know that. And I didn't get better. I found a spell...a spell to fix all my worries..."
You aren't actually going to tell him? He'll never forgive you for doing that to an innocent person.
At this point, you are far from innocent.
"...it was a spell that casted my soul into another's body," she whispered, her arms shaking, "I did it...and I stole the body of a young shape shifter. But it went wrong. She was supposed to die. And she didn't."
Her reddened eyes looked over at him, knowing this could kill everything, "She's still here Brax, inside. She's the reason that village is dead. She is the reason I almost killed you."
I'm also the person who saved your wolf friend. Does that count?
You only did it to save our hides. So no, it doesn't.
"Her name is Tamara. I trapped her soul inside this body a decade ago, and I've regretted it ever since."
