Clairvoyant

The News

     The ambulance finally came, along with the police. A young police officer walked over to me while I was trying to help the paramedics put Mark in the ambulance, once they got him in they shut the doors. 

     "Wait I'm going with him."

     "No ma'am you cannot go." a man that was behind me grabbed onto my arm. I tried to pull away and screamed for Mark. The man tightened his grip.

    "Calm down right now or I'll put you in cuffs." I looked up to see a young police officer, after a couple minutes after the ambulance left he let me go,

   "Ma'am I'll have to bring you in to ask you some questions." I looked at him shocked and disgusted.

   "You think I did this?"

    "I never said that ma'am I just need to get the full story on what happened." I began to sweat, he grabbed onto me and put me in his police car. Sarah was already there supposedly, once we finally got there we walked into an interrogation room, as we walked in Sarah walked out. As I walked past her I could see make-up running down her face. I frowned as walking by her feeling guilty that she had to see everything.

    They sat me down in front of an older lady,

   "Hello, Mrs. Rose, my name is detective Monrow. So now, tell me what you saw." She asked, I took a deep breath and told her everything, she would nod and write things down. I told her what I heard, saw, and did. Then I told her what Jason looked like. She thanked me and said I could go.

    Sarah waited for me and saw that she was in her car. I walked over and opened the passenger seat.

    "Sarah I'm so so-"

    "Don't be... It's not your fault, we need to go to the hospital." I nodded and took another deep breath. While we were driving Sarah interrogated me.

    "What the hell happened to your eyes when you were fighting Jason. LIke, they were pitch black like some kinda demon shit." I didn't know how to answer this because I don't have an answer, that's never happened to me before.

    "It was dark so my pupils probably enlarged or maybe you're just seeing things, I don't know. Just get to the hospital please," 

Once we got there I ran over to the information desk like a madwoman. She told me that he was on the third floor, room 164. Sarah grabbed onto me,

    "I can't see him like this it's too much, I'll just wait in the car, ok?" I nodded and hugged her understanding what she's going through. I ran up the stairs and began to look at the room numbers and finally found it,  a doctor asked what I was doing here and I explained that I was here to see Mark, the doctor nodded and walked me in the room, it was an overwhelming brightness of four white walls. I saw Mark in a hospital bed looking out his window,

"Hey Mark, how are you?" I asked, he turned to look at me and smiled softly.

"You came to visit me, I'm glad that you're ok." He said while ignoring my question,

"Yeah.. I'm ok, how are you?" I asked louder hoping to get an answer. He laughed like I just told a hilarious joke. Then looked out his window again. I walked over and sat on the edge of his bed.

"You were right..." he said seriously, "why didn't I listen to you? You always seem to have the answers." tears were forming in his eyes.

I stared at him blankly not knowing how to answer him. He smiled at me suspiciously, "how did you do it?" He asked.

"What do you mean?" I asked him, wondering where he was going with this.

"How did you know he was bad?" Oh no, what do I say? I can't tell him now, he couldn't comprehend it. But I have to say something! Think, think, think!

"I just had a sneaky suspicion, he was a new kid that was all over you, like obsessed with you. And supposedly he said bad things about me and didn't even know anything about me. And he just had that look on him ya know?" I said with a nervous laugh.

"Yeah that look on him totally give it away." He said while laughing, as we were laughing the doctors came and told me he had to get rest so I had to leave.

    "Can I just get five more minutes? Please?" The doctor smiled,

    "fine but only five minutes."

    He shut the door and we were alone again. I looked out the window and saw that it was night time, all of the cities lights were on and it looked beautiful. 

    "Memorizing isn't it?" I looked down and saw Mark studying my face, I smiled,

    "yes, the lights are beautiful." He giggled and grabbed my hand to get my attention. I looked down at our hands, his resting on top of mine. I slowly moved my eyes up. pausing to notice he was shirtless with a huge bandage on his right side of his stomach. I finally looked up at him and blushed, he smirked.

    "I'm not talking about the lights." He raised one of his eyebrows, I did the same and blushed again. He flipped my hand around so he could hold it. I smiled and moved closer to him. He sat up on his bed and pushed my hair out of my face. I looked down then back up at him. Seeing his eyes light up, he took a deep breath.

    "Emily rose, forgive me but I've been dying to do this for so long." He cupped my face and kissed me. I jumped at first but relaxed into it kissing him back. He pulled back and rested his forehead on mine. I smiled and felt butterflies in my stomach. The doctor knocked on the door signaling that my time was up. I could hear him softly breathing. He back up and laid back down, I smiled and gazed into brown eyes.

    "Mark?"

     "Yes, Emily?" I didn't know what to say, there was so much going through my mind.

    "I'm glad you did that." I smiled and bent down and kissed his forehead.

    "goodbye Mark, I'll see you soon." 

    "goodbye Em."

     I got up and left the hospital. While I was driving home I got a call.

  "Hello?" I asked,

"Hello this is the police department, We wanted to inform you that Jason Richards has been found and will get time in our correctional facility, if you have any questions call back this number."

"Ok wait I do have one question, did he tell you why he did what he did?" There was a pause then he answered.

"Jason's father was murdered by Mark's father 6 years ago over a drug issue, I'm not allowed to inform you on details. But we have concluded that he thought this was a way to get revenge, in other words, a Vendetta."

"Ok.... well thank you for calling me.." I paused then hung up and kept driving. That's why Mark's dad has been in jail, poor Mark didn't even know why he was in there. His mom must've been protecting him from all of that. 

    Sarah drove me home, I said my goodbyes and walked into my house with a smile on my face. Knowing that Jason's in jail, and most importantly that Mark is safe and ok.