Storm.

Chapter 2

There is something very wrong with this world. I've always known it. I knew it since I ended up in here, in this black hole. Since I realized that this world doesn't own you a thing. I knew it since it gave me something it didn't gave anyone else. Something uncontrollable, beyond me. Beyond everyone. It was something that wasn't supposed to be mine. It wasn't supposed to be mine because I didn't wanted it, I didn't ask for it, it wasn't a gift, it was a curse. My curse. And I'm getting tired of fighting it that it is slowly consuming every inch of me, every vein. I feel it growing every second. I feel it in my hands, in my head, in my mind, sometimes I think one day it'll kill me. Or maybe it already has. 

I spend the whole night awake because I'm scared. I'm scared of the nightmares, of the headaches, of that... thing in me.

I stand in front of the mirror, with almost any light, I can still see my face. What did I do to deserve this? I don't want it.

I wash my face with cold water to try and stop thinking about it. Maybe if I forget it's there, it will be gone one day.

I sit in my bed until the sun comes up.

"Jesus, Liv. Did you even sleep?" Sam says as she wakes up, as well as the other girls.

"Yeah, just had a rough night. That's all." I know she doesn't understand. But at least she tries to help me, she's the only one who has ever truly cared for me.

...

It's past 6pm. We are in math class, but as usual my mind wanders somewhere else.

Her. Look in her mind.

I feel a sudden need to listen to the voice in my head and turn to ser the girl in front of me.

I take a deep breath and stare at the back of her head. The air turns cold when I know I'm in.

"You'll be fine here, just wait until you see." A woman with kind eyes talks. 

"But I don't want to leave mom!"

"I know, but you can't stay either, it's what's better for everyone, you'll thank me one day"

"I thought you loved me mommy!"

"Don't you get it? It wasn't my decision to have you, now stay."

The air turns warm again and I breath rapidly. I clean a single tear that runs through my cheek. Poor girl, I never met my mom. But knowing she left me willingly, and remembering her face, would have killed me.

"Excuse me, can I leave for a second? My head hurts." She stands up and leaves. I feel terribly guilty now that I brought that memory back, I know I shouldn't had looked in her mind. But sometimes I just can't help it.

The class is over and I walk back to the dorms. I brush my teeth and change into pants and a shirt. I sit in my bed and wait for Sam to arrive, it's all I ever do lately, wait for someone to appear, or something. Her classes end a little later than mine. Everyone starts arriving by the time I see Sam walk through the door.

"Oh my god, I'm exhausted." She throws herself in her bed and I smile.

"Better get used to it, I'm guessing we're suck here for the long run." She laughs because of the irony. I think we're pretty used to being here.