313-Ripped Open His Chest.

“So you are a weredragon, and your scale can bring him back to life?' Jessie kept repeating those words under her breath and pacing from one corner of the living room to the other.

'And Jessie—,1' Akin grunted for her attention, "this is not supposed to be talked about with any outsider," he reminded her for the fifth time, and she nodded like all the other times.

'Oh shit! You should have told me this six times. I already tweeted about it,’ she said while rolling her eyes and mocking him. I noticed how comfortable she was with him, and that was making me uncomfortable.

'Anyway, so how is this going to work?" Jessie then sat down with me and asked, staring at my scale on the table.

'Just out of curiosity—don't you feel a little weird watching your scale getting examined by us? Is it like a weredragon boob but in scale form? I mean, I will be so embarrassed if my boob is placed on the table—," she stopped yammering after getting a harsh look from Akin.

’I was just saying—," she mumbled, "so, what do we do with this boo— I mean scale? Do we just slap him with it or what?* She stroked her chin, once again being insensitive.

'That is the thing— I don't know either," I shrugged, watching Akin look very disturbed.

*1 can't believe we are this close to bringing my brother back, but—we doesn't know how to—," he looked so frustrated and happy at the same time.

’Maybe ask your dragon," Jessie suggested, and Akin looked hopeful. I knew for a fact that Ace would know how to use her scale, but she would not tell me.

’Okay," I said, looking awkward when I nodded.

I called for her, I heard her

brothers,' she refused once again. It’s not like I haven't spoken to her about it before.

on my forehead for him to get up and take matters into his

sorry!" I

is alright. Ace has every right to hate us,* he understood, and that is the part that hurt the most. I don't know why Ace hated them so much fortheir parents'

him give a nod to Jessie to take care

It is a lot for me, you know," Jessie dramatically excused

bootie call, so—,’ she shrugged

I said and watched her leave the house. Now that it was only Helel and me in the house, I grabbed my scale and walked up to his coffin to look

so peaceful, yet

whether you like it or not,' I

with that,' she

was for us to survive

why I should help you bring him back to life?' She honestly thought she did

enough for you?' After I reminded her who was

she grunted while

I knew I had convinced her, but I needed to know what exactly she was planning

and bury the scale in it,' she guided me

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