She flinched slightly at the sight of her father's livid face. Her scar pulsed slightly, as if with the memory of the infliction. She kept her hand on Callin's face but dropped to the ground just before Nathan was to slice off her leg. She couldn't endure that again.
He winced throughout most of the memories, shaking his head slightly but knowing he would be able to understand Nat more if he got through the memories.
Tears started to pool in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. "I'm sorry," She said softly. "I…I couldn't go through that again. The betrayal I felt from Nathan…I just couldn't."
"It-it's alright," He said softly, gently dropping to the ground next to her and rubbing his arms, "That…was terrifying…."
She looked up at him, eyes shining. "At least you know what happened now," She added, voice quiet. "I couldn't have told you in another way."
He nodded and continued rubbing his arms, “Now I just have to live with the fact that I’ll never forget about that.” He said softly, looking up at her, “Have you ever forgotten anything about that?”
She shook her head. "No, I'd never be able to forget anything. It was too painful. I remember my father basically throwing me into a small room in the basement. I spent the night healing my leg, but I couldn't heal anything else."
"So I won't be the only one that remembers that forever." He said, pushing a small smile onto his face to try to lighten the mood.
"No, you won't be. But that's a good thing. Because at least I have someone to talk to about it. So if I ever need help, I can go to you. And I know you'll be there."
"I wish I could show you what I went through.." He looked up at her and sighed, "Sadly, I can only remember everything, not show people everything."
She glanced at him. "I…I can do that too," She whispered. "I've done it before. If people don't want to remember a certain part of their life, I go through their memories until I find the one they want gone. Then I get rid of it."
He shook his head, “But I can’t forget, it’s my curse. Every detail of every minute of my life I remember, I’ve tried to get rid of them before.”
"What I'm trying to say is that I can see what you went through. I only have to sift through your memories until I find what I'm looking for. That is, only if you let me."
"Do you want to see what I went through though?" He asked in almost a whisper, "It's not as bad as yours…but still.."
"I showed you mine, so it's only fair if I see yours," She replied. "Besides, if you say it's not as bad as mine I should be able to handle it. Right?"
He nodded and rubbed his arms, “I suppose, you can see it if you want.” He glanced around and tilted his head down slightly, blowing out a small breath.
"I don't have to see, Callin," Nat sighed. "I'll only look if you want me to." She had faint tear stains from when she had started crying before.
"No, you can, I don't mind," He replied, his voice still soft, "Just…don't mess anything up in my head more than it already is, alright?"
"I won't," She said, her eyes showcasing that she was telling the truth. "What…what am I looking for? In there, I mean."
He thought for a moment, "Just look for my childhood…it started when I was about 4, so anytime after that.."
She nodded. "Is there anything specific that you want me to see? Anything you don't want me to see?"
"..Me and my brothers conversations alone..I promised him I would never tell anyone about those." He replied even softer than before, "There's a few of them I know for sure.."
She nodded ever so slightly. "I understand that." She put her hands on his shoulder. Her eyes started to glow a soft scarlet as she started to use her magic. "Is it easy to tell which parts to skip over?"
Callin nodded, "Mostly, they almost always were in our bedroom so it shouldn't be too hard." He closed his eyes again and bit his lip, hoping she would respect what he said and not look through any of the conversations.
"Duly noted," She said softly, not wanting to intrude. Her eyes glowed a deep scarlet as she used her magic. In order to access and view his memories better, she placed her forehead on his own.
He closed his eyes and fiddled with the edge of his shirt as she went through his memories.
Nat pulled her head away as the memories started to get worse, but her hands remained. Her already glowing eyes started to glow an unusually vivid red. Not the normal soft glow, but a deep dark red. She pulled away and stepped back a bit, clutching her head.
As soon as she pulled her hands away he looked up at her, worried, “What did you see?” He asked quietly, hoping she would be ok.
"Nothing you didn't want me to," She replied quickly, then winced in pain. "Something's wrong." She looked up at him with glowing scarlet eyes. She was no longer using her magic, but still the glow stayed. She winced again.
"Are you going to be ok? What's wrong?" He peppered her with questions, worried that something in his memories had messed with her.
