Breathless

Chapter 2

My breath hitched as I brought together what Alex told me. It seemed untrue and WAY to far fetched. "I'm sorry Kay, but it's time to go home. I have to rest because I can feel your exhaustion and if I continue to talk you have enough energy to get home. Until your first shift it will be this way; we aren't fully connect till then."

I could feel her essence slipping away and then all at once I was alone again. As I looked up to the night sky wishing I didn't have to go home. " Why can't this be my home?" I whispered aloud, then the dread of reality set in. I'm late!

I stood up and grabbed my things as fast as I could and turned to run home, preparing myself for the pain to come. The thought subsided as I ran with unimaginable speed through the beautiful landscape ahead me. Before I knew it I was standing on my front porch reaching for the door nob, but it jerked as the door was ripped open revealing a women with anger filled eyes and clenched fists ready to show her pitiful daughter a lesson. She reached her hand out, grabbing a fistful of my hair and pulled me through the door frame and slammed the door shut with her foot. She looked me dead in the eyes, I could see nothing but her anger and hatred. She turned yanking my hair to the right causing me to trip over myself and fall to the floor.

As fast as I fell I was back on my feet staring into the eyes of my own hell. I knew not to move because if I did she'd pull me right back again. "Where the fuck have you been?" She shouted. Her kind blue eyes that I envied so long ago were completely black with rage. As I stood staring at her she pulled her fist back preparing to punch me. She lunged her fist forward, but I moved to the side and watched her stumble forward like a drunk man. "You little bit-" She started to shout but I couldn't put up with the pain of being abused anymore. I pulled my fist back and hit her in the face.

I watched as she stumbled back holding her now bleeding nose. "I'm gonna' kill you, you little bitch!" She yell as she stood strait up and tried to make me coward back. But the tables have tuned and now she was the one who needed to be put into her place.

"No you wont." I said calmly as I looked at her remembering my once kind and loving mother, and I saw something that I never thought I would again. I saw that one kind mother again. The one who tucked me in for bed and kissed my scrapes whenever I hurt myself. She was hiding thought; just under the surface. She was there but to broken to overpower her confused emotions.

She started laughing, almost demonically, "You really think I wont? You killed my husband because of some stupid little ride you wanted to go on. You left him there to be killed." She said as she stood up strait in front of me. "You killed him." She whispered, "You killed him!" She shouted as she prepared to rip me to shreds. Her nails extended into claws that looked like the were raven talons.

But I stood my ground. "Just stop!" I yelled. Power emanating off my voice. It supersized both of us. She stood supersized and almost fearful. I felt a surge of strength and dominance go through me. "I'm done." I said blankly as I turned to walk away, knowing that right now wasn't going to be the "right time" to talk about family. As I turned Danny rammed his fist into my cheek causing me to turn my body away, giving him the opportunity to grab me from behind.

"Excuse me, what did you just say?" My mother asked calmly as she fixed herself to be face to face with me. My brother held both of my wrists in his hands causing me to look defenseless. My mother jammed her fist into my gut causing me to hunch over in pain but giving her the chance to ram her knee into my face making me stand back up and fall into my brother. But as I fell back I looked into his eyes and saw the littlest hint of sorrow but as quick as it was there it was replaced with a blank look as I was being pushed forward to face my mom.

"We're done." Alex whispered in my head. The pain was replaced with strength and anger that had been subsided for so many years. With the new found strength I twisted my hands, grabbing my brothers wrists. I used my right hand to snap his left wrist out of place as I turned placing my left hand on his shoulder and pulling his arm backwards then shoving it forwards making his shoulder pop out of its socket. I raised my knee and hit him in the face as hard as I could and felt his body go limp. I let go of him and watched as his body fall to the floor.