˗ˏˋ54: Sophie'ˎ˗

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Silence.

The thing I'd been needing, craving, every single time those doctors decided to drug me instead. Drug me. I hated it, I hated it so much. But it was finally quiet, finally peaceful. I didn't hear a single thing and there were no prodding doctors in sight.

I took a deep breath, savoring the painless moment up until I heard an approaching noise. It was too far away to distinguish what was being said, but I still jumped and cowered into my pillow.

Did he come back?

The door creaked open and I grabbed the empty water glass off the side table, ready to throw it at whoever came in.

I had no choice.

I sighed in relief at the familiar huge form of Mr. Forkle. His mouth wasn't moving and I could still hear him talking. I'd already figured out that I was hearing thoughts, after what happened with the Neverseen members in the alley I knew it was possible. His thoughts were quieter though, like he was whispering, and I didn't feel any of the usual pain.

"Hello Ms Foster." He thought while sitting down. "I heard you've been having some troubles since coming back."

"What happened to me?" My voice shook. He knew. He knew about my new secret. He had to know what caused it. I needed him to know what caused it so I could get rid of it. So I won't hurt any of my friends like I did to the Neverseen.

"Create a barrier around your mind. Block out the noise." Was all he responded with. My eyebrows furrowed.

"What?" I asked. "What are you talking about?"

"Trust me. Just envision a wall around your mind."

I rolled my eyes, annoyed at his evasiveness, but still listened to him. I've known him forever, I trust him. And if the Neverseen were right and this had something to do with my parents, he might know.

I did this for the betterment of our world, Sophie.

I imagined the wall he was talking about, wrapped around my mind, except it wasn't like when I usually daydream and think about stuff. I could feel the material solidly in my head, feel the wall coming up and blocking all of Mr. Forkle's exasperated thoughts.

My eyes widened in shock. It was like all of my senses dulled from their overload with my mind reading. I felt just the same as I did before the kidnapping. I tried lowering the wall, feeling Forkle's thoughts flood back in. I winced, putting it back up quickly.

"How'd you know how to do that? What happened to me? Did my parents plan this?" I asked, his face attempting to remain neutral but I could see the sadness and sympathy in his eyes.

"Don't trust anyone, Miss Foster. And don't tell anyone anything that you deem important. This kind of information cannot get into the wrong hands." I cocked my head to the side, confusing lacing my voice as I responded.

"What about my parents, my family? Can I trust them?" He sighed, looking at his watch impatiently.

"Yes, you can trust them and your close friends, but still, don't tell them anything that could risk their safety and yours. And you'll be more watched now, which is a good and bad thing. The Neverseen won't be able to get to you, but you'll have to mask everything, especially your powers."

I opened my mouth to ask him what he meant by me being more watched, when the door opened and doctors walked in. When I turned back to face him, he was gone. But there's only one door in the room, the door the doctors just used.

I watched them carefully, still looking for Forkle but embracing the painlessness of not hearing thoughts. The doctors turned to me, shocked that I was awake and not screaming about noise. I would've been surprised too, since all I've done since being rescued is scream in pain and be drugged. My stomach turned at just the thought of it.

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