Blackout

#7

Again we had moved somewhere else and the feeling of not moving a muscle yet in a totally different place still confused me , I wiped my eyes with my top leaving wet blotches on the fabric of my Pj top , I looked around and for some reason this room was familiar to me. The single bed up against the wall and to the right was a tv and a stack of DVDs and games where piled beside them , the typical wardrobe and a long length mirror near the door was all I needed to know .I was in callum's room.

Callum had been my first long relationship and I did love him ,but he cheated on me and I have never talked to him since and that was the way I would've liked to keep it. As soon as I saw him In his bed lying upwards his face turned up at the ceiling, I stumbled back from him. zayden stayed where he was looking at him , but then looking back at me with expressionless eyes.

"What about him? " I almost screamed.

"He was not sorry, so we need to know why" he said in a sad but yet very curious tone.

I didn't want to do this but I was collecting this information for something and I don't think zayden wants to be wasting his time with this but I didn't want to touch him , zayden saw that I wouldn't and gently encouraged me to put my hand on his head , I closed my eyes I strangely trusted zayden , i opened them. Every Time I did this it was like I was a doll just dropped into a massive chair . This time I saw a brain lit in a dark oblivion ,it was clean and I assume averagely sized, however this did not put me off if I was here to do this then I am not wasting my time. As I touched the jelly like brain I saw his whole family having arguments in the kitchen/ living room. His mum and dad telling Callum to do all this stuff ,to cheat on me ,to hurt me... I stared at them all ,I couldn't understand why they wanted to do this or what I had done. This time the vision ended quicker than the others.

Once again I was in the room .zayden
looked at me with concern

"I wasn't going to let u do that for long" I admired that he lead me straight to point but it left me stunned and shocked. Why would they do this to me? What did I do to them? But the place where I lived wasn't like my home, sometimes i think its worse than London.

I then noticed a gold or yellow light's swivel around me and him. "What are these?" I asked trying to take my mind off of what just happened.

"People always treat good people badly" he blurted out completely ignoring my question as the lights still slithered around us. The statement had came out so abruptly and so out of his character it made me wonder who I was talking to.

"because they where probably jealous ..." I replied quickly feeling wise for a short moment, he looked at me and wiggled his eyebrows trying to be funny.

"your tired ,we will start tomorrow" he said with a smile. I think he was trying to be nice but I also think he was tired but yet still trying to be a gentlemen, if he can be sleepy.

"thank you" I added " your welcome" he said with a smile .

We where in a room not my room where I thought he would take me, but a guest room witch was big and spacey with maroon quilts and a black frame witch curved at the top. There was also a setup with a mic and four connected computer screens where a red bull sat unopened ,the wooden double doors instantly attracted me as it reminded me of home , I quite liked it. I walked over to the bed as zayden poked his head round the door to look at me ,at this point I was half asleep. He shut the door and I fell straight into a deep sleep.