The lost element

Chapter 5 An old friend

Emily's POV
My story ended. I didn't know what else to say. I mean what else could i say? I used to believe in all of this and now I refuse to because of what people told me? Am I just to afraid to think it could've been real this whole time? It sounded stupid, but I guess I just wasn't ready. A whole life of maybe lies/ maybe truths and i'm still jumbled on which are which. I want to scream.

Michael's POV
Wow. "Uh-," what do you say after a story like that? Nothing was probably the correct answer, yet the wrong answer at the same time. "You don't have to talk about it..." It was a little late for that but she didn't need to continue if there was more.
"I was done anyways, story time over."
She gave a weak smile. Wow that was obviously fake but i'm not going to point that out right now.
"You wont want to hear this... but you need to believe what you used to believe it is majorly needed for saving everything!"
"Ok major hyperbole much?" She replied with a lot of sarcasm; wow sarcastic much? I thought to myself, I mean if I said that she would've punched me.

Emily POV
(Again I know those were both kind of short)
It was bad timing I needed time to think! "You can't just make me decide!" I said it really loud and didn't mean to but I was getting upset I mean I was being reasonable. "Look i'm sorry, but that's a lot to ask and I need to think about it." I added calmly... Well calmer anyways; and the further the sentence went to quieter I got.
"Okay fine take your time, as much as you need as long as you're thinking about it i'm good." Wow Michael did you plan out this whole conversation?
"Uh.. I kind of meant alone... Sorry," now i couldn't even hear myself so I don't know how Michael did, he must have super hearing.
"Oh! Okay.. Just uh tell me when I can come back," and with that he left happier than he was only a few minutes before; I wish my mood changes that fast.
Okay think. Think, think, think, THINK! Yea... nothing. And for some reason I thought of the Beatles song 'Help'. Probably because I really needed some. I mean the song summed up how I feel right now so that's the reason most likely. But thinking about a song called help wasn't going to help me at all, but music generally helps me out so I tried to think of a song that would for the situation; and as I was thinking memories of my amazing therapy sessions came and my whole body was screaming at me that I was crazy for considering any of this but I wanted to. Does this mean I believe? Is anything supposed to happen? Wow, now i'm going crazy. Awesome.

"When you're lost and alone or your sinking like a stone carryyy oooonnnnn." Music completes me. Okay so carry on Emily, just go; talk to Michael, listen to some more stories explaining everything and we'll see how this goes.

I knew Michael wasn't far so I just yelled for him and surprise surprise, there he was. I was about to tell him i'm in and all that and then let's go use powers... But I couldn't. the second I tried to start the sentence someone came into the room. Someone i recognized too well to ever forget their face. It was my old therapist.

At first I was majorly confused. I mean who wouldn't be? Hmm... let's think...Michael. He seemed like he knew the guy that i semi grew up with. "Um..?"
"Don't expect an explanation Emily, you wont like the one you would get." That wasn't Michael talking.
"Well gee thanks creepy ex-therapist but I still want one!" Me being a total goody goody it felt amazing saying that but the feeling didn't last long.
"Okay fine, well you have powers that you refuse to accept and you can thank me for that, Michael here has been trying to protect you and yet you still were found by me because you wouldn't go with him, thanks for that by the way." He smirked and clearly in the situation whatever he was planning was working and he knew it too. But that information didn't help as much as I needed.
"Thanks for the background i could figure out, now where's the background I need?"
"Oh my gosh Emily I'll explain later okay?!" Michael yelled at me, he clearly wasn't in the mood. sorry i'm out of the loop. As Michael and my old therapist who's name i for some reason couldn't remember we're just looking at one another i was trying to read the situation. I mean the goal wasn't to come here to talk and stare. And then all of the sudden I felt an arm grip my shoulder and move my hair and then a sharp feeling all before I could even move. I gasped, it really hurt whatever it was. I spun around and there stood question guy Jake. Wow and I trusted him ugh! I was so mad I forgot what was going on around me and I looked at Michael who was STILL looking at Mr. Creepy the room started to spin. I looked at Jake who had a huge smile on his face, "what did you do?" I could barely get it out.
"Oh you know just a little something to make you pass out." He was getting like horror movie insane creepy at this point with his smile. I tried to call Michael but I couldn't get it out. I figured I might as well try to make it over to him before I pass out, and the more I moved the less tired I got. Ok good just keep moving. "MICHAEL!" I screamed as loud as i could which was probably just a regular talking voice but I've been drugged so I have an excuse.
He looked over at me worried and saw Jake and figured out the situation. Mr. Creepy and his sidekick moved towards each other as Michael came closer to me, who at this point could barely stand.
"Are you ok Emily?" Michael was concerned but really that was the worst question to ask. I didn't even answer i glared at him. I looked at Jake and his smile was gone he looked almost confused.
"Why aren't you passed out?" He yelled. I mean don't ask me it was your drugs.
"She should be knocked out!" Ok dude calm down. I mean I practically was knocked out I couldn't do anything right now. But moving was what made me get out of it and I was now standing still.
"Michael we have a problem." I whispered to him.
"What? Emily there isn't a problem their thing didn't work it's a miracle."
"Michael the room is spinning again, it is working!" Geez this is wasting time i'm going to be knocked out any second. I looked at Michael and it looked like there was ten of him. "Ow my head..."
"Emily hold on we just have to get out of here!" Michael wasn't really being quiet which wasn't the best thing but oh well I couldn't change it now. But the room was spinning faster and faster and my legs gave out from beneath me. I was on my hands and knees. I looked out the door that was left open and the last thing I saw was a tree move.

Authors note
I suck at updating sorry
And I already published this but it glitched an published some of it and not all of it. -Hannah