Malevolent

Chapter 29

"James, get up. You're okay." I turn around and see my mom, next to me.

I look around, "Where am I?"

She looks at me and smiles, "Home of course, where else?"

I jump up, the house looks like it was when I saw it last. I get up.

"I heard you screaming, I came in to see what was wrong." My mom says, she still is smiling.

I go down the stairs, and my dad sits there, watching the TV as usual. Something doesn't feel right.

Where am I?

I open the door outside, everything as it was last time I saw it.

"I made you breakfast." My mom says, I go sit down at the table, "So what did you dream about?"

"Wait, that was all a dream?" I ask, scared

"Well, what was it about?" My mom asks

"There is so much, I don't know if I can say it all." I say

My mom goes from happy, to extremely mad in one second. She gets up, and pulls a pistol on me.

"I know what you dreamed about, tell me James, so I can tell President Aleman." My dad gets up too

I reach in my pocket, and there's a pistol. I reach for it, I get up and point it at her. She gets scared, but still has me at gunpoint.

"James! Why?" She asks

"Because you are gonna kill me, why else would you have a gun at me?" I ask

"You wouldn't do it." She challenges me

Secrets, or family? Do I keep it, or do I tell her? What's going on?

"How do you know that?" I ask

"Because your weak, I've know that since you were born. You looked weak. I mean look at you! You're nothing, no muscle, you're not scary. You're weak on the inside." She tells me

My hands start to shake, I am weak. I am weak, I don't know what I want. I got myself into something I didn't specifically want. I just want peace.

"Mom, I'm sorry." I say, I shoot her. I turn to my dad, and shoot him.

I fly up, and I'm in a hospital bed, I look around, Chloe and another girl are at my side. They smile at me.

"Well you did a good job. Better than anyone else in your group Chloe, he's special." The girl says

"What?" I ask

"James, you went into a coma for a couple of weeks, don't panic. It's okay," She gets closer to me, "We ran some tests to everyone, it tested their ability to choose right from wrong, and what's more important. You did very well."

"Good," I get myself up in the bed, "So what happened exactly?" I ask

"Well, you got hit a few times by another jet, do you remember that?" She asks

"Yeah, I do." I say

"Okay, well you landed fine, but then your jet rolled. Luckily someone was right there and got you out before you burned alive." She says