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Maybe it was a fight or flight instinct but the feeling of wanting to just teleport away was overwhelming me. But I knew that would be reckless. Not the kind of reckless I wanted to be right now. Maybe I could just deny it and he'd believe he was stalking the wrong person.
But how many people are there with this freaky ability? my mind mocked me.
I was hyperventalating. I could feel my breathing quicken, get shallower and shallower. My head hurt.
"I..."
"You're a jumper," I tried deperately to focus but I was slipping. Everything was shifting around me, and my serect that I had shoved in a box was exploding out like a fire bursting through windows.
"Don't worry," I felt warmth on my hands that were now stone cold. His fingers wrapped around mine the only thing holding me here, "your secret is safe with me. Cause I'm just like you. I was sent for you."
What now?
"To help you. Jumpers need others like them. Everyone needs a friend you know?"
I looked into his eyes that seemed to be so warm and rich and inviting. I did always crave someone like me. I just didn't know how that deperately I wanted it.
"I'll train you. And then Ken-- I'll bring you back to your dad. He's the one who sent me for you."
I laid my head down on the cool surface of the counter. I needed a second to process everything. My dad wanted me? I was a... jumper? There were others like me?
And... Zion was holding my hand.
I wasn't pulling away from him and threatening to cut his hand off.
"I-- wait. My dad. My dad? Where is he? Do you-- have you spoken to him?"
He closed his eyes briefly inhaling, "I can't tell you everything."
"What?" I all but shrieked so that all attention was drawn to me.
But I didn't care I was focused on one thing. My dad, and Zion knew about him. I knew. I could tell, I could feel it-- despite the fact that he all but spelled that out
."I can't tell you anything else Kennedy."
He slapped his hand on my mouth and this time at his touch I protested. Ripping his hand away I inquired, "Why?"
"It's complicated there's a lot going on. Stuff you don't know about--
"Then explain it to me," I was pleading.
"That I can't explain. I want to, I really want to but I can't. I have to keep you safe."
I closed my eyes and forced myself to calm down. I needed to sort out my feelings. But how could I? I was a hot mess. I don't know how long I sat there staring at my soda, but after a while I asked, "So. You never needed a tutor?"
He smiled, "I graduated highschool last year."
My eyebrows creased as a new thought surfaced. What about my mom? Did she know? Was she a jumper too? Is that why she's been so weird? Something told me I couldn't ask her though.
"What about my mom?"
He sighed, "I-- I can't tell you yet."
I nodded and pushed my drink away getting up. I don't know what I was trying to accomplish when I came here. But learning all this only served to confuse me further. Pulling up my hood I turned to leave after dropping a couple bucks on the table to pay for my drink.
"Wait," I heard Zion call me, but I didn't dare turn around. As stupid as it was I felt tears of frustration and confusion brimming in my eyes.
I was fumbbling with my keys when his hand stilled mine.
"Hey, I can't let you drive home like this."
I cleared my throat before dismissing, "I'll be fine," but it was barely above a whisper.
He wrapped both arms around me and I almost sighed, almost melted into him. But no-- I caught myself thank God.
However he grabbed my keys when I was distracted.
"Get in. I'm taking you home."
Well seeing as he knew so much about me, I just nodded, figuring he already knew where I lived.
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A/N: This has been sitting in drafts for a while lol I've finally gotten to this part haha ik it's shorts but I cut it out of the last chapter cause it was pretty long and I wanted to add suspense lol
Is this going to fast do you think? I mean too serious too fast? Idk ahhhh So comment and tell me if you like it please always love feedback, and vote too! Don't be a ghostreader guys!!
So next chapter there's gonna be a little fluff if yaknow what i mean *wink, wink, nudge nudge* so I think some of you will like that (;
~luckyon3 aka Sarah
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