so•ber
/ ˈsōbər /
Not affected by alcohol; not drunk.
Everyone talks about the common effects of drugs and alcohol. The difference from being sober, drunk, or high. Sure, it's hard to stop drinking. Sure, it's hard to quit smoking. It's hard to g...
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"Who knows if she never showed up, what could've been. There goes the maddest woman this town has ever seen. She had a marvelous time, ruining everything." - Taylor ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It was at this moment that I knew this was truly happening. It was here that I realized that the girl I once called my best friend was standing in front of me, preparing my death bed. It was me or her, a fight I pretended I was ready for but truly wasn't. This wasn't a normal argument or a silly fight, it was ending with one of us dead. The only unknown was who was going to die and who was going to be the one who walked out of here with blood on their hands.
I looked away from Kayce, staring at Noah who laid unconscious beside his car that was in flames. He has a pulse, he would be fine as long as Kayce didn't touch him again. I wouldn't allow her to put a hand on him. I placed my hands on the ground, pushing myself off of the asphalt. She already had an advantage as I had cuts and injuries from the car accident as well as multiple burns from the explosion. I turned around and looked at her with a fury I hadn't felt towards her. Maybe it was the built up anger from my life that she had destroyed months of or because of the shit she put Stiles through or maybe it was the plain fact that she could've killed Noah and held no guilt.
This wasn't the girl I grew up with. I met Kayce shortly after I met Scott and Stiles. She was the first girl friend that I had ever had that truly understood me and loved me. We were tied at the hip and whenever I went somewhere she was right beside me. I mean, she was with me when I had my first period, my first kiss and she listened to me go on and on about any guy I thought was cute. Even when she moved we constantly stayed in touch but when she returned for reasons that are still unknown, she returned as someone I never knew. Someone completely new.
Maybe, the anger I felt wasn't enough because I was still hesitant. I didn't know how to fight her, let alone kill her until I saw how no guilt plagued her as it did me. Kayce reached her hand out towards the car that was in flames and twisted her hand swiftly. The car soared through the air coming straight towards me. If I was standing somewhere where I was alone, without Noah behind me or an entire forest steps away from me, maybe I would've ducked and let the car fall behind me. But I couldn't without hurting something else. I reached forward grabbing the car with my hands, tears pricked my eyes at the pain that erupted through my body, the flames that burnt my skin and the force that pushed me backwards six feet. I used my strength and threw the car forward, it didn't have as much ease as it flew through the air as Kayce's magic did. She stepped to the side, allowing the car to hit the ground beside her, the impact of it caused her hair to blow dramatically but her eyes maintained on me.
I inhaled a deep breath, focusing on the pain. It allowed me to heal quicker. I could feel the burns healing and the internal injuries from the impact were gone. I took steps closer to Kayce, with each one I gained more confidence becoming more fierce in my walk. Each time Kayce used her hand to throw a rock or a stick my way it was easy to knock it away. Natural reflexes kicked in and it was like nothing as I pushed her moves away. The closer I got the more I saw her resolve crumble and that was what kept me going. I was at least ten feet away from her when she picked up a bolder that sat beside her and threw it at me. With her magic behind the source it flew faster than possible. I caught it with ease and threw it back.
