11. Secrets Revealed and UnheardA Chapter by CompellingComposer
Jayson:
I slipped slowly into consciousness, my head pounding, my body throbbing. “ Is he breathing?” I felt a sharp pain in my neck. I tried my move my hand to feel the wound, but I couldn’t move it. I couldn’t move my whole body. “ Yeah, I think so.” My hearing was choppy, I couldn’t see. What was going on? “ Do you think he can hear us?” Who were the voices that were talking about me? “ No, I don’t think so. He’d probably let us know if he could.” I tried to open my mouth, I tried to move, I tried to let the voices know that I was alive, that I could here them. I wanted to know what was going on, where was I, what had happened? “ Harriet, what if he never wakes up?” Harriet, Harriet! I tried to say her name, I tried to let her know that I was fine. “ Laura,” Harriet began to say. Laura, I’m fine! You don’t know it, but I’m fine! What happened? But I knew thinking this was of no use, she couldn’t hear me. “ Well,” Harriet started, again, “ I guess we’d just have to kill him.” And, once again, I fell into the darkness. Caroline: I followed behind Nathan, calming my thoughts. What did he mean when he said I was “ thinking too fast”? I demanded to have an answer. The first time Nathan talks to anyone here, and he storms off due to my thinking? It made no logical sense. “ Nathan, hold up! What do you mean? Slow down!” Nathan turned around, and I expected to see a furious glare in his eyes. I braced myself for yelling and fighting, but, instead, was given a sorrowful look. “ I’m sorry,” he choked, forcing the words out of his mouth. “ I’d tell you if I could. I just don’t know how well I can trust you.” “ You can tell me! Promise, on my life,” I said. “ You’d never believe me,” said he. “ Nathan,” I began. “ So much unbelievable stuff has happened lately, what makes you think that what you’ll say will be so unbelievable that…” “ Caroline,” he interrupted. “ I can read minds.” My breathing grew heavy. I tried to keep my mind blank. I don’t know why, but something about how he said it, the seriousness in his voice, made me believe him. “ I’ve been this way my whole life. It’s weird, I was born like this. Able to intrude into the thoughts of others. I can’t control it. I hear the thoughts like voices in my head.” I wrapped my arms around him. “ I hate it. I wish I could kill myself, I wish I could be rid of these voices!” I closed my eyes and held him tighter. “ Nathan, I am so sorry,” I whispered. © 2010 CompellingComposer |
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