𝗔 𝗧𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗣𝗮𝘀𝘁 | 𝗛𝗲𝗻𝗿𝘆 𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗹

Chapter 8

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Dear diary ,
I wanted you to be different .

I don't know why I helped her. I don't know why I grabbed her hand. If she knew who I was I'm sure she'd never speak to me again. That's a good thing .Then I don't have to bother with her. I don't have to feel like I need to talk to her .

In the rainbow room last night , after I grabbed her hand she just muttered a quick thank you and left. I wasn't bothered. Did I upset her? Irk her? I don't care. But I don't want to reveal my identity just yet . It will ruin my plan. Everything I've worked for. To be free. To be unleashed from this prison . If she finds out and screams it to everyone. I will kill her .

I've tried to fit into this hospital by being a nice
orderly . I'm sick of it. Without my powers. I want to show people who I am. What I can do. I want people to fear me. Start to tremble as they hear my name. I want control. I'm being held back here. Soon this will all come to an end everyone and everything .

Today , I was told by Dr Brenner that I was going to be strengthening my powers . He kept telling me that we're  now friends and we can share everything.
If only he knew what I was planning.

I'm sick of always being betrayed,
I'm sick of being used  and I'm sick of being lied to.

I lay on my bed glaring outside my window . It was raining . It was a fine whispering rain. It was oddly comforting . It was light outside . Nobody had called for me yet . The only noises I could hear was the rain and my thoughts.

An hour had passed.  Nothing. No one . I was used to be forgotten about . My mum always went out to try and find replacements for dad. My dad died when I was 3 . I never remembered him. My mum didn't even mention his name once. I guess his death was too hard to talk about. I wanted to know him. To bond with him. Until I found out what he did. I found out who he was. The problem with me is I can't help asking and searching .

One day foolish 7 year old Violet wanted to find out what my dad did before he died.

He cheated. He had another family. He was hardly there for me. I was the other child he never loved . A child he wanted to leave.
He died of a heart attack .
For some reason I don't feel sad about it . No tear rolls down my cheek when I think of him. Whenever I think  of him I start to clench my fists . He makes me angry.

I waited another 10 minutes for someone to knock at the door. I'm fooling myself. I don't wait. I don't wait for anybody.

I sprung off my bed. I walked through the hollow corridors . It was silent . Lights were flickering . Dr Brenners office was locked. I stuck out my hand and started at the door intently . It opened  automatically. A smirk emerged on my face.

Luckily , no one was in there . Before I went in and looked at Dr Brenners timetable to check if this wasn't a trap . Luckily, it wasn't .

Tuesday: 11:30-14:30

Psychokinesis practice  with children .

I have time. I checked the clock it read 12:15.
I still have to act quick . What if he has to come back for something ?

I looked at the drawer. The drawer that had been haunting my thoughts with anticipation. I need to unlock it.
I remembered what Peter said. To think of a memory. One that made me sad but also angry. I could think of one...

Flashback to high-school
I was standing at my locker Ava was with me too. We had math  next and I was helping her look  for her textbook .

" Violet,  do you mind if  I go to Alicia's party ? I know we were meant to hang out today for our annual movie night. But you understand right." My "best friend"said.
I wanted to scream that it wasn't okay. I wanted to shout that she wasn't a good friend  . That you  don't care about me . She was slowly  replacing me.
Before I could say anything I looked to my right and I saw Alicia strutting up to us with her girl gang. Pathetic.  She pushed me out of her  way. Her friends laughed at me . They Pulled my hair . I had confidence  to push them back.
But again they just laughed in my face pointing at me. Like i was nothing . My eyes started to burn and become blurry .

" aww someone's upset and crying . Go cry to your Dad. Oh wait he's dead ." One of the girls yelled pouting her lips mocking me. All the rest of the girls laughed loudly.

I looked over to Ava. She didn't say anything . Just stood there. Helpless. She was Helpless. Useless. I wanted her to stick up for me . Nothing came out of her mouth. I looked away. At this point I started to accept nobody cares for me. Only I do. 

" Come on Ava  you shouldn't  be hanging around with this weirdo. Meet you in 5 ."Alicia hissed whilst looking at me.

They finally left. My  eyes looked at the back of their heads . I wanted Alicia to hurt ,to be embarrassed. I wanted her to trip over . To be laughed at. God must've been on my side as she did. Right on her face. Her nose was slightly crooked after the fall. She explained that she was pushed by somebody.

" Violet-" Ava said . Trying to apologise

I' don't want to hear it . I don't want to hear her .

" Save it. You don't care for me enough to stick up for me. And now,  I don't care for you enough to forgive you. Goodbye Ava." I  said angrily .
I knocked my shoulder into hers purposely showing how dead to me she was.

End of flashback.

The drawer sprang open. Maybe Alicia didn't fall by accident. Maybe it was me. I was glad if it was. If only I knew then that I was gifted .

I looked into the drawer . There were files. Bingo.
I saw my name . It was at the front. He must've read it. Finding ways to manipulate me.

I opened it and it had my date of birth  September 16th.  I looked down to my parents name.

Alice Whitlock
Dan Whitlock

I looked at my medical records. It was basically confirmed i was different. That i had telekinesis which is the ability to move objects  or people by mental power.

My mum knew. She knew that I was different. Why wouldn't she of told me?

They rest of the file was useless. My mum probably tried to cover it up.

Questions circled around my mind. I went to put my file back until I saw another file it was right behind mine  . A name that read Henry Creel.
Now i was intrigued.

I scanned through it it said he had died. Which he had.
But a note was stuck by the date of his death It said

New identity: 001 / Peter Ballard

A/n: LEAVING YOU ON A CLIFFHANGER 😜😜 Tysmm for 20k reads ! It's amazing with all the supports . All the comments make me laugh . I'm contemplating for when Violet sees Peter  if you should play video games by  Lana del Rey or As the world caves in by Matt  Maltese.  Chapter 9 is the chapter !!