Food.. I desperately need food. I grab a packet of crisps out of my bag, carelessly walking across the road. As I stroll down the path, I notice a homeless woman sat on the floor; no coat or blanket or food. My eyes glisten with tears and my vision becomes blurry. I bend down facing her, "what's your name, miss?" I smile, warmly. She looks up helplessly, and I suddenly notice her eyes are neon purple, "I'm Sophie, I have to say...you have gorgeous eyes young man!" she smirks, demonstrating a familiar vibe I've felt before. "same to you, miss." I laugh awkwardly, trying to figure out this feeling. I slowly get my hand and grab my crisps, handing them to Sophie. she gasps, slowly beginning to cry, "thank you, Tom..." she whimpers. I smile faintly and walk away, wait.... how did she know my name?
I wander aimlessly around the park, contemplating weather I should go back and ask or go home and not give a fuck. My options remain open until suddenly the rain starts falling and like Sophie- no coat, no blanket, no food. I rush alarmingly to my house slamming the keys into the keyhole bashing the wood leaving marks (it took a couple of fails but it eventually unlocked.) Once I'm inside, my whole body sinks effortlessly onto the couch, leaving me stuck in time. *PING* my phone screeches, consequently, I open my messages and it haunts my sight with words like needles. It's from Jake, it says "you little cow! I hope you die, no wonder your parents died, they were sick of you! Go kill yourself." And with that, I get ready....
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healing vs destruction
General FictionTom has a healing ability, that destruction needs in order to bring a certain someone back to life. Can Tom defeat destruction and his insanity? Or will he take fate carelessly? Two worlds and abilities will collide...