Mind, Speed, Hate The Psycho

COLE WAS REAL

AVA'S POV

I woke up with a terrible headache. It feels like my brain is bigger than my skull. I couldn't help but cry in pain.

"It hurts doesn't it." I jolted my head to the person who spoke.

There he was my kidnapper.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to lean a lot on you sometimes I forget how it hurts an average human. It's a good thing you didn't die on me at least." William said sitting down in his thobe.

Yes, William.

"What do you mean?" I asked moving back up to the wall.

"Biology was never your strongest threshold so I'll try to be plain.

"I placed my mind on your mind. To put it simply." He said adding to the pain of my headache.

"What does that even mean?" Clutching my head.

"I didn't expect you to understand that either." He sighed rubbing his temple. "How do I explain this to you now?

Okay I got it. Imagine you are carrying a log of wood on your head. The log serves as your mind. The log is just right amount of size for your head and brain to lift, then someone else with a hundred times the size of your mind dumps a three more logs of wood on your head. Your brain wood feel heavy and ultimately collapse because of the weight. Do you understand?" I nodded but that didn't explain his other weird abilities he showed while he was troubling us. I don't understand why someone would be so cruel to do such a thing. Just because he gained mightier powers than others in the room doesn't mean he has to right to treat other people like shit.

"I didn't always treat them like shit."

What?

"Why are you surprised? I told you be careful what you think about me didn't I?"

"You read minds." He nods.

"And control them."

"You know it's rude to be in people's head. That's invasion of privacy."

"I've committed worse crimes than invasion of privacy sweetheart plus you don't get to say bad things about me in your head when you don't even know me."

"I know you're heartless. A murderer and a family wrecker and destroyer." I said remembering my little brother.

"He was just collateral damage. I needed something to spite your dad. Those two were the best to use." He said emotionlessly.

He used my brother and my mother to get to my father. He was innocent. Cole was pure and innocent. The anger I managed to suppress when they died was lashing out. The nerve of the bastard.

"I told you be careful what you call me in that pretty little head of yours." The smirk on his face shows that this was pleasing him way too much.

"Son of a bitch." I tried to stand up to give him what ever form of trashing I could even though he would beat shit out of me; when I tried to stand up, I couldn't feel my legs. I instantly crashed back on the soft king size bed

I look up to him, seeing him smirking." What did you do you son of a bitch?" My legs feel paralysed, the intense.

"Stop trying you can't beat me. Just stay on the bed and play your part and we will be alright." I looked at him.

Your part

"What do you mean" my part"?" This just caused him to chuckle while he broke into a full grin.

"It's so easy to control you. The ease I use in getting your head is just amazing. Well that's what you get for being human." He said relaxing on his seat.