You Can't Run From Your Destiny

Chapter Twelve

Faith's P.O.V

I was asked to follow this woman around and so I accepted. Leaving my mate was hard but I felt the conversation was important. I followed he around the area taking in her appearance. Her brown hair was pulled back into a tight bun with a few frays lining her face. Her gray eyes were stormy as if her past held something horrid. Her figure was thin and twig like, but I knew that was not the truth for her. She had model-like legs and seemed as if she had a few of scars on them.

We walked around the outside garden staying quiet for a while before Jackie spoke up:

"Faith last night, someone was in your mind." I keep walking trying to figure out how she knew. "When Alice came to get me and told me you were sweating screaming at some points and whimpering; I ran straight there." I nodded keeping my head down slightly embarrassed by my escapade. We stop on by a bench she grabs my arm and sits my down by her. Looking out among the flowers I watch the wind catch the leaves and drag them across field. The soothing sounds of the fountain behind us calms me down. Thinking about the nightmare makes me realizes Alex still has a grip on me. A grip I would like very much to remove.

"Faith I know this is hard for you, but," Jackie sighs. "Who would want to get in your mind and mess with you Faith?"

I took a deep breath and answered, "Alex."

Her eyes became wider and she stuttered the sentences, "W-what, W-why... W-why would he do that?"

"I have missed my daily training." I felt as if I was breaking remember the dream, the beginning was the worst; seeing my mate lying there dead.

"Faith calm down," Jackie says putting her hand over mine. I look over to her. "Your emotions are controlling you." I look down to my hands and see in between my clasped hands blue mist was rising out of them. Calming down I let go of the sadness.

"Will I ever learn to control them?"

She smiles, "Yes but in time. I have never seen someone's power so strong, and who's emotions create an energy." She says. Clearing her throat she continues, "Faith I need to perform something on you to block your mind, but I need to know you can keep your powers under control." I consider this. "With you have powers this strong I don't believe it is safe for you to have someone who can easily control your emotions. Victoria was going to do this for me, but she was too weak due to Alex. "Let's do this."

Jackie takes me to her personal office. I sit in the chair in the connecting room, waiting to hear what I will go through to block Alex out of my mind. Looking around I see that the chair is the only thing inside here beside a window on my right. The rest is concrete.

Jackie walks through the door, now dressed in a lab coat. She sets down her clipboard and takes a syringe out of her jacket. "Okay Faith I am going to put you to sleep with this. Lure Alex in once he is in I can destroy the power he has over you." I nod, shifting in my seat to more comfortable. I hate needles. "And one last thing," she says walking towards me, "all your memories will come back flooding in. You, your mate, and I can see them. I have heard of your powers and for this to work you must control them." I sigh, I didn't want Ashton to know of my past, my fault my parents died, my fault my brothers died, my fault I was beaten, and how broken I am. I am not sure I want to do this anymore. Instead of focusing on not using my powers I put a wall between Ashton and I so he can only see images of when I first met him. Feeling the syringe poke me I slowly slip into the darkness.

The wall I am putting between Ashton and my memories consists of him and every moment I have had of him. This took lots of energy, which in this case is bad. I cannot control myself as well. I stop focusing on the wall when the memory of my parents' death comes up. I find my emotion consuming me. My sorrow and hatred building inside of me. I am still holding up the wall but it is becoming weaker and weaker. I did this to them.

There are too many things going on the wall, my emotions, the memories, and the worst of all, my powers. My powers are not at full force but they are being used. I try to wake up so I don't hurt Jackie. The last image I see and the only image Ashton sees is the one of my dad dying. I am waking up and before I can wake up I hear a voice.

"You can't get rid of me that easily, Fate," I shiver at his stupid nickname for me, Alex. When I wake up I see Jackie, holding a protective shield around me. She realizes I am awake and takes it down. "Faith," she says running towards me. Hugging me I cry into her arms. She has seen some of my past just not the worse, and she has felt my pain just not physical too. She will soon know me.

Ashton is the person who worries me. Iall ready accuse myself of killing my parents but can I really handle my mateaccusing me too? Michelangelo would always remind me that my mate wouldn't wanta killer like me. Ever since I saw my parents and brothers I haven't been thatdown about it, but I don't think my own mate could handle my past. The onething I know for sure, he saw my dad's death, and the questions will be neverending