Today and Tomorrow

Chapter 5

"Kira, I don't like it here, come save me please. You have always saved me, don't leave me now" Lucy's voice chimed I could see her; she was barely a few feet away. But when I reached to touch her, to hold her she was out of my reach. The more I tried to reach her and couldn't my distress echoed around us, until I couldn't take it anymore and threw myself at her. But instead of hitting the ground when I fell, I kept falling. Entering the darkness, the chilly air turned to warm arms wrapped around me, the darkness turned to light, and I came to gasping for air. But there wasn't any, people were rushing my side; my small shoves did little to stop them from coming closer and trying to help. Once I finally calmed down enough to breathe I payed attention to my surrounds, the man was clinging onto my body like I was about to teleport away and a few nurses were scattered away around the infirmary. The male doctor I usually had walked in the room and was talking quietly to the man, to quietly for me to hear.

"Kira can follow my finger with your eyes please" the doctor had turned to look at me and as he said that, instead of listening to what he said I stared up at him in defiance. "Kira come on behave so you can go home with your mate sooner" he was trying to persuade me by using my mate as a bonus, and it was not going to work. I'd rather stay here miles away from that monster everyone is calling my mate.

"Come on Kira, we can go home soon just do what the doctor says" he said, but still I stared at the doctor in defiance.

"No, I won't do anything you want me to do. You're all monsters you took my parents away from me, my little sister away from me. I owe you nothing" I screamed at them before trying to remove myself from their grip. They had done it again; I had started crying again, it's all I seemed to do. The harder I tried to get away the stronger the man's grip became. "Just let me go!" I yelled in frustration.

"Look Mr Slades she is responding fine so I dare say she is okay to go home. Just watch her for a while, like I said before she is suicidal." My mate nodded and the doctor left, he was quick to pick me up and walking to the exit despite my fighting body. I wouldn't have realized we were outside except for the fact that there was a breeze and it was so much lighter than in the HMF centre. I hadn't been outside in so long, how long had I been in there again? Did the doctor say a year; I think that's how long he said. I barely noticed as he walked across the car park, too caught up in my own little world of sunshine and blue sky. I was so pale compared to him, my skin had lost all of its natural tan and glow. His car was black that was when I first started paying attention to him, when I noticed the colour of his car. He drove and drove, while I contemplated what I had missed being cooped up in a windowless prison, I missed being outside and having the sun shine on my skin. The car drive took hours, but eventually we arrived at a medium sized house. I went to open the door and make my escape, the door wouldn't open and I realised that he had put child lock on. He got out of the car and unlocked the door to the house, with purposeful steps he came back to the car and opened the door next to me. And suddenly I didn't want to get out of the car; I pushed myself to the back of the car trying to distance myself from him. But his elastic arms still grabbed onto my waist and pulled me out placing me on my bare feet. The ground was ruff and uneven and hurt my feet, softened from walking on smooth floors and carpets. He walked me unsteadily to the house, although I kept looking over my shoulder not wanting to go inside. The carpet was plush and new, the walls were white. White walls, white floors, white lights but no colour. Colour was what I missed most about my life, in the HMF centre the rooms were white, the clothes were white, and everything was white. I looked at my clothes and hated them to, I just wanted my sister and colour but mainly my sister. If I had the choice between living in a black and white world with my sister, or a coloured would without my sister, my sister would win hands down every time.

"Welcome home Kira" he sounded so convinced that this was where I was meant to be, but I knew better the only place I belonged was with my sister.

"It's not my home, and it never will be" I told him matter-of-factly, he growled but didn't say anything more. As I walked around treading in his footsteps I realised that this was what the rest of my life would be like. Tears rolled down my cheeks; the quicker I tried to wipe them away the faster they fell.

"What's wrong?" He sounded so concerned that I nearly told; nearly let it all fall out. How I missed my sister, how I hated the colour white, how I wish that I had never been born. But I didn't, and I knew now that I just had to accept that there was no escaping this.

"Nothing" I lied, hoping that he would just leave me alone but of course he didn't. Instead I found myself caged in by his thick arms, it felt nice and calming but it wasn't him who I wanted to be held by, it was my parents so for that minute I just imagined him as my dad.

"You're lying to me, something is wrong and I want you to tell me." His arms tightened uncomfortably around me, and suddenly my day dream was nothing but a dream something that was never going to happen.

A/N I know it's been forever, I don't know if I will actually be writing/updating anything again any sooner, but I'm gonna try