The Im.Possible

Chapter 16: Help and Information

'So this guy,' I started, pushing a branch away from my face. 'How do you know him?'

'I'm not stupid,' she began, and obviously by her tone she meant no offence. 'I know there are things in this world that aren't... normal.'

She checked for confirmation and Sebastian nodded slightly awkwardly. 'Well uh-w-yeah I guess you could say that.'

Her eyes widened as she stepped over a rock 'Oh no! I didn't mean it like that! I didn't-oh my God-I didn't mean I thought you guys were not normal. God I just made it awkward didn't I?'

'No, no!' Sebastian cut in before I could, scratching his neck.

I suddenly chuckled, getting both their attention. 'This is a train wreck.'

Sebastian laughed and bumped his shoulder with mine. 'Too right.'

Eventually we all just laughed until a comfortable silence fell upon us.

But then being me and being curious, I realised she hadn't actually answered my question yet. How does she know him?

Instead I go with, 'So do you know anyone with, you know? Differences?'

'Yeah. This guy is one, and one of my parents friends was also, like supernatural.'

'Ah right,' I tried to sound enthusiastic. I mean afterall, had Sebastian not got that instinct, she might not have been here with us.

It was then that I remembered what had happened back there.

I tugged on Sebastian's arm until he turned to me, his eyes searching mine.

'Yeah?' He spoke softly.

'What happened back there. With you. Does that happen every time?'

I remembered his pain and seeing him struggling on the ground, thinking something was majorly wrong.

He leant closer, within whispering distance. 'The severity of it I guess,' he paused to look into my eyes before he stared at the different colours of brown and green on the ground. 'When it's like that, I know it's suicide. Because when you know someone's dying you feel them, you feel their emotions. And when it's suicide it feels like your being crushed, like no one cares.'

'Oh my God Sebastian!' I exclaimed, placing my palm against hus cheek. A rush of blood coloured his cheeks and he closed his eyes, leaning into my palm.

Oh God. Mayday, mayday, mayday. Wrong move. Buzzers are going off in my brain.

But for some, stupid, reason; I didn't move my hand away.

And that was when I heard a brick fall down. And I instantly but my wall back up again. I removed my hand but also my emotion.

He opened his eyes. 'Don't worry.' He chuckled without humour. 'It's not as bad as murder. You can feel the torment. It's disgusting.' I stared into his now empty eyes until I literally saw the emotion pass back through them. He honestly cared about people. About everyone and everything.

About me.

'Oh my gosh, you guys are in love.' Her voice was barely above a whisper but scared the hell out of both of us.

We leapt apart and I coughed while Sebastian rubbed his neck.

'It's not-We're not-'

'Trust me I know what love is,' she scoffed. She thought back to her partner, Donny. I watched whistful memories swarm her mind and just as easily vanish, her defences hosing them down.