A Blessing and a Curse

Chapter 7

Sorry for the slow update!!

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   "Kid, can you hear me?" The voice echoed like it was miles away. I was coming in and out of consciousness and blurry figures surrounded me. I blinked trying to figure out who the voice belonged to. What happened?

"Zeb, I told you not to set it on high!" A different voice yelled.

"I didn't!" Another voice argued. Was this some crazy dream or is everything supposed to look like this? No, this can't be right. My head drummed, trying to find a solution to the problem. It didn't work.

Finally, my vision began to focus. I groaned. Kanan was kneeling down on my left and Zeb on my right. The two were talking. Hera was at the doorway, looking down at me with concern.

"W..." My throat felt sore and scratchy. I had everyone's attention, making me feel small in the situation.

"What happened?" I asked, trying to sound normal but failed to do so.

   "Sorry, we were going to tell you that the electricity was recalibrate to protect the RV with a force field. Though, I did tell someone not to set the setting on high," Hera said, directing the last sentence at Zeb.

   "I didn't put it on high," he argued.

   "So...I was shocked?" I asked.

   "Yes, and lucky to be alive somehow. That setting would of killed even Zeb," Kanan explained and sounded almost curious. I gulped down the thought of my heart stopping but it didn't. My powers saved me. Yet, I still can't help but find disgust in them. My blessing is my curse. My savior is my enemy.

I struggled to sit up and Kanan was about to help but I refused it.

"Why?" I asked.

"Why what?" Kanan asked.

"Why haven't you kicked me out of the RV and left me to the Infected?" I asked. Kanan and Hera face filled with...I couldn't read them. It was a mixture of different emotions that I couldn't be read. Zeb was just as shocked and confused.

   "Why would you think we would kick you off?" Hera asked this time.

"What do you think?" I spat then faced the floor and calmed down, "Sorry."

    I felt a something lay on my shoulder and glanced up to see that it was Kanan's hand. "It's ok," Kanan reassured.

Hera gestured to Zeb and the grump stood and left the room. Hera did too, shutting the door behind her leaving me and Kanan.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"They're going to fix the door and get the Ghost up and running again," Kanan explained, "You are going to stay here and rest."

"Why does Sabine hate me?" I asked randomly and he looked at me. He seemed to think about an answer before replying, "I think she needs to tell you. It's none of my business to tell." I sighed and nodded understanding.

"Come on," he said standing up and stretching his hand out to me, "you must be hungry. You've been out since yesterday." My stomach growled before I could make up an excuse. It didn't surprise me that I was out that long. It did feel like I've been out for a long period of time.

I stood up, ignoring his hand then hugged myself. Kanan withdrew his hand and walked to the door with me following.

   As we walked into the next room, I immediately saw Sabine slouching on the couch. Her arms were folded and a scowl was drawn on her face. She looked over at me and glared daggers. I turned my gaze to Zeb, who was fixing the door on the floor.