The Misfits

I didn't mean it-2

Alex's POV
Edited 11-15-18
When we reached the ocean I could feel the difference. It was like a whole new Earth. Of course, there was a power surge around us, but everything felt different.

Lynn still clutching my hand remarked, "See what I mean you need to fix this."

But how could I when even I didn't know how I did it in the first place? The sea breeze whipped through my matted hair as I thought of how to fix this sticky situation. I had never done this before. Like sure I had gotten angry and had done my fair share of damage to myself and others, but never like this. How had I even gotten this angry in the first place? Oh yeah, him. By him, I meant my enemy, my foe. My twin brother, Zayn. But the look his eyes. Everything he did, it was like he felt guilty. But he still did it, and this time he can't undo it. I hate him.

"Stop thinking about him," Lynn said letting go of her grip on my hand. "You know what he did to us. He's evil. This is what he does! He destroys things!"

"I know," I said roughly facing her, "He's evil. He has done so much to me. I hate him. But he might be able to help me. Not that he would. I feel so trapped," Lightning flashed.

"What about your parents? I mean I know they're terrible but this concerns them doesn't it??" Lynn asked, taking out her phone and turning on the flashlight obviously annoyed that the flashes of lightning were our only sources of light. She found me with the flashlight and just stared at me with innocent eyes waiting for me to answer her question.

I looked her in the eyes and said, "He convinced them I was a monster, and only because he knew they would listen. I thought maybe this will help me, maybe they will treat me better now. Nope. All it took was one mess up and he blamed me for everything that ever went wrong. It's like everything is opposite for us! We're evil for God's sake! He was the puppet master and I was the puppet. Not only did he convince them to think I was a monster, but he also convinced me to think that as well. But there is also something to make me think he regrets it, but then he smashed that hope. It's like there's something inside all of them that won't let them have humanity. So, to be honest, I don't think that they would help. I'm pretty sure they would look at me and laugh. They hate me, I hate them. It doesn't matter, '" She just looked at me as I poured my heart into her hands. The mixture of surprise and anger showed on her face as I told her. I knew she hated Zayn. I also knew that she knew I didn't tell her everything. I probably never would. Especially the look in their eyes. The pleading for help I briefly saw.

"I knew he always bullied you and looked down on you but I never imagined it would get this bad. But what I don't get is why your parents would believe him so easily. It's like he controls them sometimes. Maybe they're the real evil ones." She looked at me through the beam of light and joked, "But seriously, I know that you are angry right now, and you have every right to be, but for you to fix this you need to be calm. So I suggest you forget about that big dummy and get on with this. You know I hate the dark so I would like for you to fix this soon. You know there's also the fact that it's kinda getting cold and I don't feel like freezing to death. That would be kinda pathetic, don't you think?"

This is one of the things I loved about her. How she knew we had pressing things to talk about, but made it easy for me. She made things better.

I chuckled as I responded with "Yeah, you're right."

I wasn't totally in the mood, but I went along with it anyway. It's the least I can do for her.

She gave me her cockiest grin and replied, "Of course I'm right, when have I ever been wrong? Wait don't answer that!" When I rolled my eyes she just laughed even harder. At that moment I was so happy she was my best friend.