Reaching the street was almost a shock. Car horns blared, impatient people in a rush to get wherever they were going to. Always moving, always running, it was obnoxious. In way, I understood. But they needed to slow down. As a childhood cartoon told me, “It's not the destination mannn, it's the journey.”
The streets around me screamed, the lights shone with an extremity. I felt blinded by the lights, my head was swimming. Nicky grabbed my arm and stopped me from almost walking into a speeding Beemer. “Jesus, Rin. How many did you take?” I thought hard for a minute.
“All of them?” It sounded like a question, that went on and on to get lost into space. I heard Nicky laugh a little. Everything was feeling fuzzy around the edges now. The second wave was kicking in, and hitting me hard. The colors were coming. “Nicky,” I started to ask. “What's wrong with us?” Her once brown eyes looked me over, they were turning purple, glowing. She sighed, and I stumbled a bit on the cracked sidewalk.
“Rin, don't get me started.” I let it go. But we both knew. There was something extremely wrong with both of us. We saw things- stuff that normal people would never see. Things that other people can't see. I can't explain it, neither can Nicky. Maybe it's cliché- maybe some people think it's like that movie where the kid is all like, “I see dead people.” But thats just how it is That's is just how we live. It's slightly different for both of us. It's stronger for Nicky, she can see actual people. Me, not so much. All I can see is colors. I notice little differences. Nicky's eyes- I can see them now. Auras, I can see them. It's a real thing, and not everybody wants to believe it, or understand it. But it's out there. And for some reason, we can see it.
It started a long time ago for Nicky. She was hit by a car a while ago, crossing the street. She probably should've been killed. But she lived, colorblind in one eye and seeing things that 'aren't really there'. After the first few state mandated therapists, she learned to keep her mouth shut about these things. For me, it wasn't too long ago, probably back around the time I started high school. Around the time I met Nicky.
I have a very open energy, I tend to attract things, I can't help it. I also tend to absorb other people's energies, and not always good ones. Over the years we've both gotten a better handle on it, learned to control it somewhat. But it's still difficult to deal with sometimes. There are people- people who are looking for things, searching. They think we know where they are. That's not always the case.
We do our best though. Whatever we have to do, to protect the people around us. To protect each other.
“Where are we going now?” I asked, my mind was fogged.
“Home,” Said Nicky. “We're going home.”
“Oh right,” I smiled at the thought of being able to pass out soon. The streets lamps and shop signs were confusing the other colors. Nicolette was giving off her usual burning red. Not being able to see my own aura though, I depended on Nicky to tell me if I was 'clear' or not.
“Almost there.” She announced. Rounding the corner, I noticed a particularly familiar aura glowing inside our apartment. I looked at Nicolette questioningly. She only shrugged in response. Well, here we go. I thought.
