Visions

Chapter Seven: Showgirl, Shine-girl

I woke up from what seemed like a long sleep only to be looking at a screen with a small fetus. I looked at the future me as she carried a small bump and chains wrapped around her wrists. They were bruised by what seemed like tugging from the chains. I looked around the room but only saw a woman that I did not recognize. I was confused by what this vision could mean, but I only leaned against the chair that future me was lying on to offer support, but I just fell. 

I slowly got up from the ground as I squinted my eyes at the deep blue medical table. The contrast from the entire room being white and then an all dark blue table in the middle of the room made it quite difficult to look at future me. I rubbed my eyes and slowly felt some sort of comfort as I looked at future me in the eyes.

Herundereyess were dark will little to no emotion behind them. She stared deeply at the screen in front of her with despair and disgust filling her mind. Her greasy faded dyed hair that was put in a loose bun. She had small healing scratches on her wrists and I stared closely at myself I noticed that each of her fingers was covered in thick bandages.

"Your baby seems really healthy and lucky to have someone with your powers keeping them alive. We can start the process of early testing to find out the gender and any abnormalities that they might have," I saw Future me shake her head at the woman's words before the woman sighed and got off her chair. She blew up the screen,but future me just looked way. Deep down I knew that no matter what was going to happen in the future I was going to be a mother. I couldn't help but look away too.

"Whatever happened that night is not your fault and it is likely your boyfriend's child due to the timing of your child's conception date. You are going to be okay and I will make sure that I take care of you and them, but you have to promise that you are going to keep using your healing powers every second of the day if you feel something bad happening. Your father did it for you and you can do it for your own child's safety."

"I never wanted to be a mother!" I saw her spit back and I sensed the anger, regret and fear that rose in her body. "I am way too young to have children and I am too dangerous to care for a child. You know what happened to me before I came here, do you really think I can care for a newborn? I can feel their power inside of me! I didn't ask for this, I can't do this, mainly not without him. Why won't you let me see him? He doesn't even know that I am-" I saw the woman pull the future me into a hug but I was too focused on each and every word to realize that future me was sobbing.

"You will see him soon when we figure out how to stop him from causing damage to anyone, especially you and that child." The woman pulled away and I felt the room get completely ice cold and I could see their breath and the walls surrounding it with ice. The power that turns on when I am alone.

"August would never hurt me or his child, and you know that, so what is the actual fucking reason? Scared that once I am with him, I will try to escape? You are stupid to believe that I will just leave everyone that cares about me to rot. He wouldn't cause harm if he knew I was safe, you know that to be true, let me see him or I will turn on the power of death. What can I lose? Everyone of us will either die at some point because of you, you will take away my child, and use them to fight your wars. I might as well save them from you guys."

"Let him come in," the woman said and I heard the door buzz. I saw August standing there at the door.

"Williowmine?" August had a messy beard that looked like it hadn't been shaved it in a while. I saw the doctor showed August the screen and in a flash I felt the room heat up. Future me carefully slid back on her pants as I saw a fairly big bump surrounding her body. August ran over to her as I saw a few people waiting outside the room for what might happen.

"I don't want the one time we see one another be like this so please calm down. I am sorry for leaving you in that baseball field. I am so sorry for trusting the wrong people," she sobbed like I never had before. I have never been hurt badly enough to cry that way before, but maybe whatever happens in the future is the reason why. I felt like future me cared about the child that she was carrying but I didn't, if it meant working with people that were going to use them.