Fighter

Chapter Three

As I  walked down the corridor towards my room I thought about what Mrs.Havisham said, "She abandoned her child and never talked to me ever again. She is not a woman I want to know." To be honest that sentence sent chills through my spine. It was the only time I'd ever seen her dead. Dead and cold inside. I knew that whoever this 'her' was she wasn't a woman I ever wanted to know, or meet and the fact that Mrs. Havisham also warned me of our crossing paths made me feel sick to the stomach. 

Suddenly there was a sharp pain in my head and I fell to my knees. I was alone in the corridor and my cries echoed throughout, bouncing off the empty walls. It was so painful, and the pain was only getting more excruciating. I could feel the presence behind me making me cripple and as I lay sprawled on the floor I felt a heel dig into my back. I screamed out and there was a cruel laugh. I could feel the anger and the pain and the fear building up inside me, like a rocket. The pressure was spreading to my fingertips and I could feel sparks erupting all over my body. Then it was gone, thrust out of me like a flood of hot air. I heard a scream as whoever had cursed me flew back into the wall. I could see them slumped against the far wall.  I attempted to pull myself up but whatever that explosion was, it left me weak and dizzy. I could see the world spinning as I rolled onto my back and looked up at the ceiling. 

"What...in holy crap...was that!?" I said to myself

I turned my head to look back at the figure lying against the wall. As I tried to focus on their face my vision started to cloud and mist was forming at the edges of my eyes. It was like a fog spreading across my sight although it wasn't just at my eyes now. It felt as if the fog was all inside me, making me close my eyes...and fall asleep?

As my eyes drifted shut a horrible flash of images ran through my mind and I could see everything happening at the same time. There was a crash, a flash of light, the  power inside me surging the pictures of her and the laugh I had most definitely heard before. Suddenly I got the first clear image, or memory as I assumed they were, I think I've ever seen. I was sitting on a carpet, looking at a fireplace, and I could hear two people arguing behind me. I spun around to face the noises and there was a small blonde woman shouting at a tall blonde man. They both had anger twisted on their faces but I could see that the man was the only one who had any feeling behind his eyes. It wasn't anger though, it was pain. Whatever these people were arguing out it was hurting the man and I didn't like it at all! I didn't know who these people were, but I hated hearing people shouting. I clamped my eyes shut and the anger and the pain built up again and surged out of me and hit the two people with sparks and colors. Then suddenly no sound was coming out of either person. The both turned to me and the woman was by my side instantly. She went to put her arms round me but I flinched and edged away. This time there was emotion in her eyes. There was a look of distress and a deeper sadness than I think I've ever seen on one person. I felt sorry for her and automatically wish I could of taken back my actions. The woman slowly rose to her feet and walked towards the door. The man got up to chase her, but thought better of it and merely opened the door for her. The woman took one last look at me before she disappeared into the blinding sunlight. The man closed the door and swept me up into his arms. He looked right into my eyes and a tear escaped from his eye. I reached out to wipe it away and that was when my memory faded away. 

I opened my eyes and I was lying in a hospital bed. Mrs. Havisham and Angelina were asleep on either side of the bed; Angelina with her head on the bed and Mrs. Havisham sitting straight up right with her eyes closed.  As if Mrs. Havisham had sensed I'd woken up her eyes opened and she smiled warmly at me. 

"Jessica" She was positively glowing, "You're okay! I have some...interesting news for you."

I raised my eyebrows at her, to be honest I was feeling drained and 'interesting news' really wasn't the thing I needed right now!