PSYCHOKINESIS

Télékinésie- Chapter 1

Laying on her back Beyoncé gazed up at the blue sky with one hand rested on her stomach while the other was pointed upward. It was a warm day, golden drops of sun falling into every corner of the garden, soft breeze blowing through her hair which fanned out over the grass and an elegantly clouded sky that delicately framed the world she couldn't get to. The sky, however, was not her centre of attention. Instead it was the leaves which she plucked from the old oak tree and blew around the air into shapes of her choice. She couldn't reach the tree from the garden because there was a thick wall which ran around and the tree grew on the other side but all she had to do was lift her hand and every single leaf would leave it's home and be a victim to her command. She liked to do this, she liked to play with the leaves dancing in the air high above her, she liked to pretend they were birds or butterflies but at the end of the day she always remembered they were just green leaves. That wasn't the worst part, no, that was when she'd go to put the leaves back but once a leaf has been picked you can't put it back again so they'd all fall down onto her and she look back at the tree sorry for rendering it naked. 

Today the leaves were birds which moved in colonies in circles and waves reflecting the light in different places. Things like this took great skill and attention to detail but she did have four years to practice. As she played with the leaves she heard a faint voice behind her, assuming it was a doctor she ignored the voices until they came closer. She heard a growl, obviously from Olly but then she heard a man replying to his groan and she immediately knew who it was. The leaves dropped down onto them all as she climbed up from the ground and then ran into the arms of Vincent who laughed as he tried to brush leaves off them. 

"Dad!" She screamed into his arms while Olly ran off playing in all the leaves. "You always come on Saturday, what are you doing here?" She pulled away and smiled up at him brightly. Vincent had dark hazel eyes, skin just a little darker than hers, short cut curly dark hair and a beard he kept neatly shaven. More importantly he had a love for Beyoncé that kept them both going even in the darkest of times. 

"I pulled a few strings and got in today, Joe and Christa will be coming on Saturday with me though, So don't you worry." He placed his soft hand on the side of her cheek and she continued to beam up at him. 

"Why are you here?" Beyoncé and Vincent took a seat on the grass before glancing over at Olly who continued to roll around in the leaves. "I don't mean to sound rude but I'm just so surprised." Vincent nodded his head and placed his hands behind him so that he leaned back and gazed up at the sky the way Beyoncé had been doing. 

"I wanted to talk to you about something." He seemed a little nervous to her and she couldn't understand why, they had always been able to talk very freely to each other before. 

"Well?" She leaned back too and made sure she was close to him to make up for all the time they spent away from each other. 

"I did tell you about Julia, didn't I?" He still seemed uneasy so Beyoncé smiled at him and gave him a chuckle, 

"Of course you told me about Julia. I've been hearing about the woman for the past three years." They both scoffed a little and Vincent pushed Beyoncé gently before giving her a teasing eye roll. "Go on, Go on." She insisted, wanting him to hurry up and get to the point of what this all was about already. 

"Well, she's pregnant." Vincent smiled at his daughter hopefully but her smile faded and as he wanted to avoid everything in the garden began to float and shake vigorously in the air except for them and Olly. 

"W-What!" She screamed and everything dropped to the floor, "But you're 100! She's 200! You can't." The grass began pulling up from it's roots and Vincent looked around wondering if she'd break a hole in the earth.