I wake up and shower, everytime I go to the bathroom I refuse to look in the mirror. But this time my black eye begs to be seen. I cry when I see it, when did all of this happen to me? When did I became so weak? I leave the bathroom and sit in my bed to draw.
I start drawing something unconciously, when my door opens.
"We have to go." Jack pulls me out of my room.
"Where?" I say, scared.
"Dr. Weinster wants to see you again." I lose my breath. I almost fall to the floor if Jack wasn't grabbing me.
"Double day?" I say while my voice begins to shake.
When we reach the door, he stops me. "Come on, stop crying, you don't want him to see you cry." He cleans my tears that I didn't realize where there. He opens the door and I get inside, closing it behind me.
The room is empty, except for one person. Him.
He's tied to a chair, still with his eyes blindfolded. He's facing the floor and I don't know if I should move.
"Do you cry a lot?" He asks all of a sudden.
"What? No." I say, obviously lying. I cry even more that talking.
"I saw you yesterday. You cried all night long." I get embarassed. But then it hits me.
"What do you mean you saw me?" I say taking a step closer.
"I had these off." He says, refering to the blindfold. I guess I was too busy crying that I didn't look over to see. "What happened to your eye?"
I find the right words to say it. "I did something I souldn't had done." I take a step closer.
"Could you do me a favor?" He asks.
"...yeah?" I say unsure.
"Take my blindfold off." I take a step closer and the air between us feels heavy.
"I can't." I say remembering what happend last time.
"Yes you can, you just don't want to." His voice sounds angry and I get scared. I still don't know what he can do.
"I...I want to, I just don't think I should." My voice always sound so weak around him.
"You have to start doing things for yourself. I asume you've been here a long time. Do something you want to do for once." I take one step closer and I'm in front of him. Closer than last time. I reach my hand to his face and my fingers accidently touch his face. He flinches away. I move my hand towards him again and with my both hands I untie the knot. My heart is beating in my ears.
I take it off slowly and I can finally see him. His eyes are closed, but when he looks at me, the most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen look at me. His eyes are a different color, his right eye is blue and the left is brown. Other than that, nothing seems off. Why were they covered? He stares right into my eyes.
My impulses act against me and I take off the handcuffs, still looking at him. He stands up. He's a lot taller than me and very intimidating. I take a step back but he takes another step towards me.
"Why were your eyes covered?" I ask.
"You'll find out." The door opens and I walk away from him.
"Amazing, just what I wanted to see." Dr. Weinster says. I refuse to look at him after what he did to me. "I see you met each other."
He writes something down and I can't stop staring at the floor.
"There's something I want to try out with you guys. Olivia, your strength never ceases to amaze me, and I know you'll be able to survive this."
Survive? Why can't I just live?
He looks at the guy that I still don't know the name off. "Do it to her."
"Do what?" I say scared.
"He can inflict pain to whoever he wants, only by looking at it. Isn't that amazing? Now, I know that you'll be able to stop it from getting to you. Remember? Mental walls? We practiced this."
Inflict pain. So that's why his eyes where covered. They're scared of him.
"She won't be able to survive it. She's too weak." The guy says.
"Oh, there's so much you don't know" I close my eyes to concentrate. "On my count. 3...2...1...Now!"
I open my eyes and concentrate in him. I feel the strength the pain comes into, but I can hold it away from me. I can feel it pushing, it wants to get in and hurt me.
My hands start showing the purple flares and I concentrate more. Come on Olivia, you have more.
"Miles, give me more."
Miles, Miles, Miles. The name repeats itself in my mind.
I fall on my knees as I feel him pushing more. My body starts to hurt. It's so much.
Don't let it get to you. You are stronger. You can do it.
Suddenly it stops. I look at Miles and he looks concerned, but won't say anything. I stand up and catch my breath.
"See, I told you you could do it."
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Storm.
Teen Fiction-This world has no hope, not even a little happines. We live in a mediocre, horrible and terrifying world. And there's nothing that can save it.- I mean every single word I say. -Yeah, but you make mine beautiful.
