The Vision - Chapter 7

"Adrian?" My voice came out softly, anger suddenly dissipated, I don’t know why. His expression doesn’t change and he yanks my arm, trying to pull me into a car.
"Adrian, let go." I still wasn’t angry, why wasn’t I angry? He still doesn’t say anything. Panic begins to bubble within me, but no anger. I wanted to be angry that I wasn’t angry…but I wasn’t. And then, as if a light bulb had suddenly been flicked on.
"Luken!" I scream, just as another pair of hands comes out of the car and grabs at me. I look down the street where I had left Luken…he wasn’t there. I look again. No, he definitely wasn’t there. I felt my heart drop to my feet. Then suddenly Adrian let’s go of me. I look at him…and see Luken. It occurred to me that he must have teleported over here, my hero. He had punched Adrian out, now he grabs me. I cling to him. He spins me away from the men, away…

We were at the school car. What the…?!
"Get in." Luken pushes me non-too-softly towards the passenger door before crossing to the drivers side. I yank the door open and slam it shut behind me. I was looking straight ahead, breathing hard as we whirred through traffic.
"Put your seat belt on." Luken growls. I turn to look at him, he was looking at the road, so I put my seatbelt on. He was angry, I was numb. Adrian.

I didn’t know what to think, everything just happened so fast, now we were speeding away again. And before I knew it we were back at school and Luken was cutting the engine. He seemed calmer now.
"Are you ok?" He asks me, I nod.
"Yes, fine." I still sounded breathless, no idea why. Hours had passed. The sun was setting.

Suddenly there was a tapping noise. I let out a little squeal before covering my mouth. I had jumped about a foot in the air. Damien was knocking on the window. He gives me a funny look, but I saw Luken jump a little too. Damien opens my door.
"Luken, where have you been?" I push him back, stepping out of the car. He steps back before I pushed him too hard and looks at me in surprise. His surprise fades and he becomes wary.
"I’m sorry if I startled you." Now there was a man that was in tune to a womans feelings, not that I had those feelings.
"Gotta go." I mutter, grabbing my bag and running off. I run back to my room, well walked half the way because everyone was giving me funny looks. Though I hadn’t had lunch I skip dinner because I was feeling nauseated. They were still after me. They were still after me! I felt sick.

I take a shower, using only hot water, almost burning myself. But I did feel a little better. I was purposefully not thinking about anything at the moment. I collapse into bed, it was only six o’clock.

I was awoken by another loud knocking at the door. After a moment of denail I throw the blankets back and lurch in the general direction of the door. I wrench the door open, half asleep.
"Luken?" I mutter, rubbing my eyes. There was a pause from the blurry figure in front of me.
"I didn’t think you would we in bed this early." I glance at the clock, it was half past eight. It was a habit, growing up in an orphanage we lived by a strict scheduale, old habits were hard to break.
"I didn’t think you would call around this late." Another lengthy pause, my eyes slowly adjust, he was wearing the same clothes from today but his hair was a little messier, good.
"I’m sorry, I came to see if you were ok." I open my half closed eyes wide now and stare at him. He blushed and looked down but…the words sounded forced, like someone had told him to say it.
"I’m fine. Is there anything else?" He clears his throat.
"Yes, actually." I was right, he didn’t just come to see how I was. He open his mouth to say something, then pauses as he looks me up and down. I look down, a horrible moment occurred in which I thought I had opened the door naked or something, but no, I was wearing a pair of jelly bean boxer shorts and an old band t-shirt (I hoped he wouldn‘t be able to notice I wasn‘t wearing a bra). Presentable…enough.
"Um, I was hoping to see you Sunday, there is a ceremony next week and I would like to give you a little information about if before you attend. I also wanted to talk to you about today, but I am busy tomorrow."
"Yeah, sure." I say, yawning. There was a silence and I sigh again.
"When? Where?" I probe for information, you always had to do with Luken.
"I’ll come over after lunch."
"Ok." I say, closing the door just an inch, in way of warning.
"Sorry for waking you." He turns to leave. I wave his apology away and do not respond. I was actually quit annoyed that Luken woke me from my peaceful sleep, because after his visit I had nightmares.

I awake late the next day, having slept badly, and wander around my room. Now that I had my bag from home I was able to add a few more touches too my room. And was relieved beyond words when I could choose my outfit from familiar clothes. It was a sunny day outside, I was noticing the beautiful grounds more now.

To my complete happiness I pulled out my drawing pad and pencils and laid on the bed in my pyjamas. I drew, it felt familiar. I drew Luken, but couldn’t quite get it right, there was something off, I couldn’t figure out what. Then I realised that I was drawing Luken and hastily start drawing someone else. I draw Damien, and was quite pleased with it. I drew Ashley, and was even less pleased with that than I was with Luken. When I realise an hour had passed I quickly shove the sketch pad onto my desk and jump into the shower. I put on a white singlet and pull over it a entirely see-through, light purple top, that hung halfway over my thighs. Then I pull on white leggings. It was revealing, I admit, but not too much. And I relished in the familiar fabrics and good fit. I go to lunch before sauntering back to my room to finish unpacking my clothes. I would have gone to explore outside if I did not have so much homework. Starting school mid term was hard.

After glancing at the clock every two minutes for an hour I swiftly turn it around so I couldn’t see the time, I was so bored! I tell myself I wasn’t aloud to look at the time until I had completely fiished the whole English assignment. Well, as it turns out I completely got into the project, then realised I needed a reference book. I scramble out of bed and leave my room.

I felt it coming this time, that was different. I was on my way to the library, to get a book. It was during dinner time, the corridors were mostly empty. I quickly duck into a empty classroom.

Pain, my head exploded. I felt my knees jar as I dropped to the ground.
Someone stepped on a stone outside.
I felt their pain.
Someone was making out with their boyfriend.
I felt their passion.
Someone was eating dinner and laughing with their friends.
I felt their content.
I felt every feeling, thought every though, of every person for…I don’t know how long. In this school, at least. But it was too hard to take one from the other and the pressure made it hard to focus. I dimly felt my fingers scraping the stone beneath me as my body was practically convulsing with pain. I was sweating a lot, my breathing hard.

Then suddenly, one line of though became more clearer than others, though not by much. It was clearer because they were thinking about me.
"Oi! Who’s in there?" The person threw the door open, and paused, registering what they saw.

Me, sweating, convulsing, looking to be in extreme pain, to them at least.
"Bree? Bree! What’s wrong?" I couldn’t even feel myself any more. It was a scary thought, I didn’t know who I was.
Was I in the toilet?
Did I have a brother named Billy?
Was I in a catch up class for math?
Was I smoking behind the corner of the gym?
Did I need to buy more toothpaste?

Again one line of thought stood out. A man. His name was Damien. He was frantically trying to figure out what he should do, holding my body in place as I tried to writhe around.
He tried to reach into my mind, to see what was happening. He was wondering if I was having some sort of medical fit. He was wishing he could teleport me like a friend of his named Luken.
But the pain he registered threw him out before a single second had passed. He sat, panting, at the simple memory of the pain. He was confused, worried, because he didn’t know what to do. Then I suddenly stopped moving altogether. He panicked now, scooped me into his arms and took off down the hall.

I awake awkwardly in someone arms. I was drenched in cold sweat, my hair clinging to my head., goosebumps appearing on my skin. I felt really tired, and drained. What the…?!
I open my eyes to the face I recognised.
"Damien?" My voice was clear but confused.
"Bree! You’re awake."
"Of course I’m awake, put me down! What are you doing?!" I struggle in his arms but he doesn’t put me down.
"You had a fit." He says, tightening his arms around me. I freeze, remembering what I had seen, felt, thought in a rush. I shiver.
"I didn’t have a fit, Damien. Put me down."
"No." Now I was really starting to get pissed off. But Damien takes no notice as he stops and knocks on a door.
"Coming!" Calls a voice I immediately recognise.
"This is Luken’s room! Damien, put me down, put me down, put me down!" I struggle in his arms, as he restrains me, and was still struggling when Luken opens the door, looking mildly surprised.
"Why Damien, what a surprise." Oh, ha-ha.
"She had a fit."
"I did NOT have a fit. Put me down!" Damien puts me on his feet, placing me between him and Luken, blocking my escape.
"Come in." Luken says, stepping aside. I walk in, feeling too angry to take in his apartment, or room, or whatever. What I did notice though, was that there was a lady standing at the kitchen sink.

She was wiping her hands on a tea towel, the sink full of soapy dishwater.
"Why, hello there." She smiles at me.
"Er, hi." I say flatly, her smiles fades as she looks me over, and Luken and Damien walk into the room.
"Um, Bree, this is my…girlfriend, Kelly. Kelly this is my new charge." Girlfriend?
"Oh, hi! I’ve been waiting to meet you…are you ok?" Wow, I must have looked bad. I sink into a seat at their dining room table without being invited.
"I found her in an empty classroom, having some kind of seizure. She was flipping around everywhere. She was in…a lot of pain. She was like that for five or more minutes." Damien reports, but I actually see him shiver. Luken picks up on is too.
"You went into her mind?" Damien nods, looking at the floor.
"But had to leave almost immediately, the pain was too strong for me." I recognised that tone, he was embarrassed. Kelly, obviously did not.
"You? Not deal with pain? Ha!" My suspicions were confirmed, this was not the usual Damien. Luken comes to kneel in front of me, but I was getting better, my sweat was drying up in the warmth of the room, goosbumps fading away.
"Bree, are you ok? Tell me what happened."
"I didn’t have a fit." I say through my teeth, glaring at Damien.
"Well, what happened?" I look at him, surprised he hadn’t guessed yet, then look at the floor.
"I had a vision." Luken leans back a little.
"Oh." He let’s out a breathe of air.
"A vision? Your charge can see the future?" Kelly asks, Luken shakes his head. Good, at least he hadn’t been talking about me too much then.
"That’s your power? Your power puts you through that much pain?" Damien asks in utter disbelief. I shudder involuntarily, I felt bad now but remembering that pain made me feel worse. I nod.
"There were too many voices." I say in a whisper, looking into Luken’s wise eyes, hoping he had some comforting words. He didn’t, apparently. After looking at me for a few more moments he turns back to the other two.
"Excuse us a moment, please." He helps me up and leads me into a bedroom with a double bed.

This made me think of Luken’s girlfriend, I would have never guessed he had a girlfriend, not that I had known him long. But still, she seemed totally…gossip queen? Shoe freak? Blonde bimbo? Ok so I shouldn’t judge her after two seconds with her but she just seemed so…not his type. Blonde hair, pretty blue eyes. Maybe that was it, he liked pretty girls. I thought he was deeper than that…I shake myself mentally. I don’t know Luken at all.

"I’m fine now, really." I assure him, trying to make my voice sound strong.
"Really? You look terrible." Ouch.
"Geez, thanks." I say in a dry tone. He just looks perplexed. Obviously he wasn’t very in tune to a woman’s feelings, I sigh. I wouldn’t act like this on a normal night, I would laugh. He sits on his bed, and motions me to do the same. I also notice him eyeing my only slightly revealing outfit and when I catch him he gives me a disapproving look. I roll my eyes.
"What happened?"
"Nothing." My face was a carefully constructed mask of blank.
"You had a vision?"
"Yes."
"And Damien found you."
"Yes."
"Why were you in an classroom?" I hesitate.
"I felt I was going to get one so I ducked in."
"You didn’t think to come for help?"
"There wasn’t enough time." I avoid answering the question.
"How long did you have this for?"
"I don’t know…it was hard to tell, a few minutes?"
"What did you see? I thought you only saw the things around you…why were you in so much pain?" I look at him, chewing on my lip.
"I didn’t see much but I…heard a lot. Felt a lot." My face scrunches up on the word ‘felt‘.
"This has not happened before."
"The last time it happened in this school, remember?"
"Vividly." His tone was dry.
"I could hear peoples thoughts…everyone’s thoughts, all at the same time. I could feel everything thing were doing, knew what they were doing. The pressure of thousands of people in one head…really hurt." I finish lamely, then look up. Luken looked full blown shocked but tries to compose himself when I look at him.
"This…is new." He stutters, then clears his throat.
"I think I will have to make a protection charm." I nod.
"That might help."
"And I also want you to learn to control your powers." I flinch, sigh, then nod.
"Ok."
"Do you know what I was doing?" He asks. His voice lost it’s business like tone and adopted a curious one. I immediately look away.
"No." I hope to god that it wasn’t Kelly who had been making out with her boyfriend when I had my vision. I shiver.
"I should go." I stand up quickly.
"Ok. I will see you tomorrow." I nod curtly, I had a meeting with him tomorrow. He leads me out of the room and to his door, ignoring the other occupants. Damien was still there. Luken lead me with his hands on my shoulders and quickly shut the door behind me. I didn’t like the rude dismissal and strode off feeling tired and angry.

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