Becoming Zara

Chapter Four

I awoke to a horrible sound. I began to rub my head because the noise was too much for me to handle. I looked at the ceiling and realized that it wasn't any of the fire alarms. It intensified and got closer to my room. I started to have a seizure. People including my mom and Dr. Sorenson ran into my room as the machine next to me blasted. My body shook with immense power and I had no way of controlling it.

"Dang it Dr. Sorenson," I heard my mother yell of the noise got louder. "This is exactly what I meant! This is why I should have taken her home yesterday!" I began to scream against my will. My brain was no longer controlling my body.

"Someone needs to get Mrs. Quincy out of here! NOW!"

People were holding me down as my body flung up and down on the bed. The only thing I could hear was the sounds of peoples feet pounding on the tile floor. I drifted out of consciousness and woke up in my own bed. I sighed in relief and tried to climb out of bed, but couldn't move my arm to get the blanket off.

My mom calmly walked into my room with a cup of water and some pills. She saw that I was awake and smiled.

"Hi sweetie. I convinced the doctors to let you come home especially after your seizure. I told them that being here was probably the best thing they could do for you." She said.

"Mom, why didn't you tell me that I'm some kind of electrical freak?" I asked, finally able to get my voice back.

She said nothing. She stood there, her jaw dropped and her eyes wide. She started stuttering and I could tell she couldn't come up with an answer. I shook my head saying, "ya know what nevermind. It's not like it really matters anyway. Just leave the cup and meds on the nightstand and leave please."

My mom put both items down and threw her hands to her hips. "Excuse me young lady? Who exactly gave you the right to talk to me like that? The last I remember you're still thirteen so don't be throwing that sass in my face."

I said nothing and she continued. "Now, I didn't tell you because you hadn't gotten strong enough yet. You weren't showing any symptoms so I thought, 'Yay! My baby girl is safe and I don't need to worry.' I'll admit I was wrong and I realized that the moment I saw the blue light coming from your fingers. I truly thought you were fine." My mom was now sitting on the edge of my bed near my feet, wiping tears from her face.

I swallowed the guilt I was feeling and nodded my head really slow.  "Okay so why did you decide to keep this all a secret? I mean I think it's pretty cool being able to use electricity however I want."

    "That's the only problem though. We don't know how your powers work. We know you have them though." My mom replied.

I could tell that my mom was feeling horrible about this massive secret she kept for most of my life, but I still couldn't understand why she felt it was necessary. There was a part of me that wanted to scream and shake her by the collar to find out the truth. The other part of me just wanted peace and quiet so I'd be able to nap.

   "It's...complicated. Very complicated. When your dad went missing I assumed it had something to do with the machine that we created. This whole thing was already kept from the media and I thought that maybe...just maybe I'd be able to tell you everything when you were older and it would be fine. I guess I pictured how this entire situation should have gone according to how I wanted it to go and it never occured to me that something like this would happen.

"I pictured sitting you down at the kitchen table the day of your eighteenth birthday and telling you everything that I hadn't before and you would throw your arms around me with delight, rejoicing upon the fact that you had nothing wrong with you and that you were 'practically perfect in every way', but I was wrong.

"I don't know why I thought this whole situation would go down in a perfect way, but I am so proud of you. I really hope you know that. You have handled every single obstacle thrown at you so well and I am so proud to call you my daughter. I am so sorry that I kept this from you. I love you. I guess I just didn't want to lose you."

My mom now had her face buried in her hands. Her shoulders were moving up and down and I heard sobbing come from her palms. I placed my arms around her and just held her. Her shoulders stopped and she had returned my gesture.

"I love you too mom. You can't get rid of me that fast. It's a good thing I wasn't even mad about the whole thing. I really just want to eat some greasy fast food and sleep for, like, eternity."

My mom began laughing into my shoulder and sat back up into the chair. She was still laughing as she wiped her face with her hands.

"I understand what you mean! Let me go talk to the doctors about letting you go home!"

She stood, shaking her head as her legs straightened.

"Good!" I cried. "Could you also talk to them about the people coming into my room at night and telling me to either save the world or telling me that I'll be home at my real home soon? That would be greatly appreciated."

My mom stopped dead in her tracks. "What did you say about the people coming into your room?"

I sighed. "It has happened now for the past couple of nights. I mean considering I've been here two nights now."

My mom said nothing. She just ran out of the room in a panic. I don't know what I said, but I do know what I saw. There was a hooded figure inching closer to the doorway. I realized then that something wasn't right. I looked away for a second and when I whirled my head back, the silhouette was gone.