Soul Bearer

Making a Contract

It was after school hours, Frankie and I stood outside. He'd been waiting for his Mother to come get him, as she called him and told him to wait. I decided to stay with him. I didn't like his Mother, it was funny to think something so small, caring and loving came from someone like that. His Mother.. Seemed like she had problems of her own. Just something about her didn't sit well with me.

"Mom said she'd be here in about fifteen minutes, so I guess I won't be staying much longer. You sure you wanna be alone?" He asked me, looking up to me. I wasn't sure how I felt, and honestly I didn't want to leave him alone. He can't defend himself. I had to think of something.

His Mother soon pulled up, and he tried to walk to the side of car. Without even my notice I had grapped his left wrist, tugging him back. This, startled him, as he looked back to me, bumping into my chest from the sheer force of the pull. I... Didn't mean it...

"Ow! Mikael, you didn't need to pull me." He said, rubbing his forehead. My chest was boney, so it'd hurt anyone's head if they slammed straight into it.

I didnt know what happened, for a moment my body moved on it's own, and I felt fear for his life hit me straight through the back. He tried talking to me, but I couldn't understand a word.

My vision clouded, and I saw... A car accident. It only lasted a moment, as soon I found myself losing balance, and Frankie trying to catch me. "You okay?" He asked me, I looked at him, nodding. "Come on, you can come with us." He said, as he led me to the back seat. I sat next to him. His parents didn't bat an eye at what just happened. "I'm fine..." I said, as I cupped my forehead with my hand. Yet again, a flash of a car crash... My eyes widened when it vanished. Frankie was inside...

Problem was, I couldn't tell just where it was. Where the incident would take place. It was too strange to me...

I could feel us start moving, my head was pounding. It wasn't over, bits and pieces were clouding my mind. "Mikael, are you alright?--" Frankie tried to reach for me, but I could feel impact between us and another, and he... Flew back...

Everything slowed ... It felt like air.. I grabbed hold of him, holding him right to my chest and my arms practically crushing him.

For a moment, things were black.. I could only hear a long beeping sound in my ears. I opened my eyes, squinting as I could feel a piercing pain on the right side of my head. I got cut... Frankie, was in my arms, still breathing and unharmed, with only a few bumps and scratches. He looked to me, backing up slightly... No one was hurt to badly... Except me. I took the blow for him when we were sent off the road. While his parents focused on getting out, he focused on me. Of course after checking on his parents. His Mother, climbed over to the side door where we sat, reaching in to help Frankie move me.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed, the pain in my head only increasing as I was pulled outward. "Sorry! Come on, tell me you can stand... You can feel your legs right?" Frankie asked, as he sat me down, I could see the damage more clearly. I pulled up my shirt, and underneath were large bruises, nothing seemed to be broken, but it hurt to move. My headache subsided, I might have hit my head on the roof, and my body might have slammed into the door. I couldn't remember. But... My headache could have been those visions once again. I groaned, putting my hands down onto the ground, trying to push myself upwards.

It hurt, but I managed to stand up, my legs felt numb. "Yeah... I can stand." I said, rubbing my arm. His mother looked to me, smiling at me. "Glad to know you're alright." She said. I grew uncomfortable... She sounded disappointed, and her smile just seemed cold.

I felt a shiver up my spine.
She soon walked over to Frankies Father, Frankie staying by me to make sure I was alright. Something about this didn't seem right...