Different || magcon

Chapter 8

"No, no, no." I brought my hand to my head shaking it, "This isn't real."

Shawn just stood there shocked, "Th-This was you house, right?" Was. Past tense. It was my house, it's not a house anymore. It's all ashes.

The atmosphere was burning hot. Dumbfounded I stared at all I had getting burnt down.

Shawn started shaking me. I froze. All I did was stare at my house. My house, my parents use to live there. I felt comfortable knowing that my parents stepped foot onto the same floor as I woke up stepping on every morning. All of my belongings were in there. All of my savings. My laptop. My food. My clothes. My warmth.

I zoned out. Everything was a blur. Shawn's screams were no longer heard. Everything around me was just a nuisance. Everything was fading, and slowly...

I was fading too.

My head was pounding. I felt that sensation, again. That sensation I first felt when I saved the Magcon boys. It's really bothering me.

I had a flashback to when I saved their manager. The evil man, what did he say again? He was asking which one of the magcon boys is- bam then Brian kicked him. He didn't get to Finish his question. What did he want to know? It must have been important if he kidnapped their manager and TRYED to beat the question out. It's not just any normal question. I think it was a question that was dealing with a matter of life and death.

So, which one of the Magcon boys is what? Wait, no.
No. Maybe I'm just thinking too much? But it could be true! Why else am I feeling like this around the Magcon boys. One of them, it has to be. There's no other way.

The only time I would feel this sensation is when I'm in short distance of another. Another. Another one of my kind. I've never met another one. So, is this what it is?

Maybe fate is trying to bring us together? It's been so many years since I've last seen one I my kind. And years ago, the only other, was my parents.

I'm positive now. Unless, I'm thinking too much?

Lets just see. Now I have to be Around these guys. I need to know if I'm true or not. If this is all just a stage of over thinking. I just need to know.

I was slowly coming back to my senses. I opened my eyes and was met with white everything. White walls, white chairs, white tables, white bed. The only different coloured things were the machines hooked up to me. I'm in a hospital. But how? It's impossible for me to get injured. I just get pain, that's it. And it doesn't last for long.
But this pounding in my head has lasted for awhile, that's strange.

The doctor came in. He saw me and his face brightened, "Ah Ms. Leblanc. You're awake."

I just blankly looked at him. He jotted some notes down on his clipboard.

He went outside and didn't come back for a while. When he did, there were 9 certain boys with him.

They all looked as if they pitied me. Sympathetic looks sprawled on each of their facial expression.

Nash came up to me. Eye level. I stared into his rare coloured orbs, "Are you feeling better?" He softly whispered.

I looked down and in a barely audible voice, "I don't know."

I don't know. I seriously don't know. The pounding got even more. I almost barely heard Nash. It was taking over.

I thought about it again. If I could possibly be right, which one of these boys could it be?

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2 updates in a day. Wow. Guys, Ill update when I can but please don't put pressure. I have a really busy life but I feel bad sometimes so I force myself to write a chapter. Lol.

Ill update more frequently now.

Love you guys xx