The Joker
Chapter One; The Estas Gens
Nessarose's Point of View
I screamed as the pain continued to run through my veins. It didn't stop anywhere. Not one part of my body didn't burn and make me want to die. My head was throbbing with one of the worst migraines I have ever experienced. It throbbed so intensely in my temples I thought my head would just... combust. My neck was sore and it had one of the feelings where you want to just crack it, but no matter how hard you try to, it won't pop. It was like that, but my neck ached so bad that it hurt to move it at all. The blood that ran throughout my whole body felt like it was volcanic acid. All of the blood that pumped through my chest, my arms, my legs, my everywhere-It left a trail of burning fire after it. My hands and my feet felt... sore, cracked, and broken. I looked down at my chest, which was breathing in and out at an awful pace. My heart-beat rang through my ears. I couldn't breathe in without wheezing, and I couldn't breathe out without choking. It was like my lungs and heart were just... gone, and my body had to function without it. I screamed again, clutching onto one of the 4 wooden bedposts in my bedroom.
I heard my Blackberry ring Lakelyn's ringtone, "When I'm Gone" by Eminem, and I groaned. I reached for it in my pocket, looked at the screen, and then threw it at my window.
I winced as I heard a crack; Please be the window. My attention stretched again once my body's blood started to burn again. The pain was... intensifying. I heard my phone ring again and I screamed-In pain or in annoyance, I wasn't sure. "Mom?" I shouted out, preying someone would hear me. "Dad?" I said, shouting a little bit louder now. I clutched my stomache and closed my eyes, using all my strength to shout my sister's names "Lacey? Lakelyn?" I opened them again and stayed still for a few minutes, listenting for the lightest sound, for any sound in the house. Somebody had to be home... "Hunter?" Where the hell would he be? He didn't have any friends. I sighed and frowned, my breath slightly acting up as I did. "Collin?" I screamed, loudest now. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I quietly turned the knob to my room and calmly slung the wooden door open. "Please." I said in a normal voice, hanging on to my door knob for support to my wobbling knees. "Annabelle, are you home?" I whispered. Dead silence.
"Shit!" I shouted and clambered down the stairs. Where was everyone? What, was is that whenever someone needed something everyone just leaves? Jesus Christ, see this is why I don't go to tho-I quicked my pace to the kitchen, clutching my mouth as the hot sticky barf in my mouth fought to came out. I got to the green and white tiled kitchen and quickly threw the unclean dishes onto the ground to make room for my face. I pressed my stomache hard into the white, rusted and stained due to years of abuse and hurled up my waffles. My throat burned intensely as the rest of the boil came pouring out my mouth like a waterfall. I cursed for what seemed the thousandths time and sighed, turning around and sliding down the side of the kitchen sink's cabinet case. I closed my eyes and brought my soft hands to my temples, massaging them deeply. I muttered something incohherent to myself and just... sat there, for a few seconds, a few minutes, a few hours? I lost track.
"Rosie!" I heard someone shout and open the sliding kitchen door that lead into the kitchen. I looked up and squinted in confusion. Hunter, my older brother followed by my Dad, both a look of shock on their face. I groaned in pain, as my body still hurt. Hunter and Dad both kneeled down next to me; Dad on m right side, Hunter on my left. "Rosie, it's going to be okay." Dad said as he engulfed me with hugs and kisses. I could sense Hunter next to me though, as stiff as a cardboard. I leaned my head back and sighed, letting a few tears escape from my eyes. "What's going on?" I asked as I shut my eyes and opened them, blinking several more times again.
Hunter repeated what Dad said; "Rosie, it's going to be okay." Then my body felt as if firecrackers were going off inside me. I screamed once more, Dad and Hunter taking my hands and squeezing them. I saw my Mom and the rest of my siblings come in, looking at me with depressed eyes. Then my eyes closed, and the darkness swallowed me whole.
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I woke up to the sound of voices in my parent's room. I kept my eyes closed, trying to focus all of my attention onto the conversation. I first heard my father's voice, booming and always recognizable, saying "When are we going to tell her?" I heard a sob and a sniffle following, and I guessed it was either Lacey's or Mom's, since Lakelyn almost never cryed unless over her own issues and the cry was to high to be either Dad's or Hunter's. I looked outside at the pitch black night outside and sighed, it was night-time already? Damn, I slept awhile. I wondered what time it actually was so my eyes shifted to my digital alarm clock and sighed-it read 3; 46 a.m. Collin and Annabelle, my only younger siblings, were already sleeping. "As soon as she wakes up?" I heard one of the twins suggest, probably Lakelyn. I heard the other twin, whose voice wasn't congested so it was Mom who was crying, make a small noise in agreement. I heard someone stomp their foot on the floor and my older brother Hunter's voice said"No, let's tell her on the Solstice."
I shook my head in confusion and shouted "What the hell is a Solstice?"
I heard everyone travel from my parent's room and into my small and now crowded one. My eyes scanned everyone in the room and how they looked. My Dad stood straight and tall in his pride as always, but my Mother was the complete opposite as she was slumped over and tear-stained. My 22 year-old twin sisters, Lacey and Lakelyn, both looked at me in pity. Lakelyn was dressed in her 'party' clothes yet Lacey was in her night clothes; funny how different two identical twins could be, right? Then finally my 18 year-old older brother Hunter was in the back, shuffling his feet as he looked down at them. My Dad sighed and stepped forward. "Vanessa Rose Parker, otherwise known as Nessarose, I have two words for you which will change your life forever. You must follow these words, respect them, remember them, and you must love them for the rest of your life because I swear to God Rosie, you have no idea how much these words will effect you."
He smiled down at me as his dark black eyes twinkled slightly. Then he murmered the two words that made me different, that made me special....
"Estas Gens."
[[Author's Note; Wondering what Estas Gens means? Go to a Latin>>>English Translator and figure it out, and type in "Hiberna Sarcina" while you're there. Then, if you would be oh-so-kind to, give me your predictions on what you believe they mean? Anyways, vote? Comment? Fan? Anything will be deeply appreciated, ;)
Peace Out Girl Scout,
---Ellie
;D
NowAgain]]
