Gifted: The Revelations

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

This was a bad idea. Or at least that's what I told myself. I knew that what we were doing was villainous but honestly... we needed the answers. There was no more time to play around or act like we knew what we were doing. After we had finished making each of the components (9 im still surprised that the FBI hasn't broken down our door yet from all the google searching) we were ready to put the plan into action. However there was one final problem. My Mother...

I didn't tell them that my mother practically went everywhere with this new creepy dude that she was with. I didn't plan on telling them either. What right did they have to know all of my families business. It was bad enough I leaned on them for support when I did at the moment. I knew all their lies were just as bad and hellish as mine was at the moment. But I wasn't going to let that stop me from trying to complete this task that was given to me. It could have been worse to be honest. The worst that could happen was I changed the whole plan and they have no idea what was happening. Which in all retrospect should have been planned for but wasn't. But really what do i know.

I picked up my from from the bench which i had put it earlier. This to me was a bad idea, but for the good of all of us I had to do something to protect them. Even if I went off the rails a little bit. This would be my first encounter with the new man and honestly i could tell that it was going to go badly. But then again i mean .... Everything I do goes bad so lets make it happen.

I went into my contacts as I walked outside of the room and then outside of the house that we were in. For this I would need complete privacy. I didn't want them to know or to tell that I was nervous as hell. I mean it's not everyday that you have to call your mom's new boyfriend and let him know that you knew he was a creepy ass stalker.

As the phone rang, I could feel the anxiety creeping up inside of me. It felt like a million tiny little spiders crawling all over my insides and just waiting for the moment to strike. It felt cold, like ice straight out of the freezer. This feeling seeped into my pores , into my skin through my muscles and finally into my bloodstream. I wasn't actually cold and my body knew that. I couldn't help but shiver anyway. The cold feelings in my veins solidified as I heard the click of the answer on the other end of the phone and a voice ,a male voice boom in my ears.

" So curiosity got the best of you aye little spider...," His voice sounded so dirty. Like the mud on your best clothes that you couldn't get out dirty. Like the sound of an unwanted advance from a person who looked like they hadn't showered for a week dirty. This made me shiver more. My mind started to race. All the things I wanted to say to him just bubbled up in my brain. But my throat was stuck with the feeling of anxiety as I struggled to get out any sort of response to the man who would be my mom's boyfriend.

" I guess it did. This creepy act has to stop. I'm ready to meet you and discuss what is going on . but it has to be you and you alone. Don't bring my parents into this,''I finally managed to get out my lip trembling the whole way through that sentence. I hoped that my voice hasn't shown how angry , how anxious , how many emotions I was actually experiencing at the moment. That would have been bad.

His voice filtered through to my ear again just as dirty , " Ready to finally find out who you are little spider.... Good. Meet me at the library at 4:30 this afternoon. Don't bring your friends and I want to bring your family."

All i heard after that was the click of the phone call ending and then nothingness. It had gone better than I had expected. I pulled the phone away from my ear and out it into my pocket when I doubled over and vomited. I kneeled down holding my stomach. Who knew that someone's voice could make you feel so unclean , so disgusting that you would have physical symptoms afterwards.

As i was hunched over and vomiting my whole entire stomach up. It was clear to me that i couldnt trust his word at all . But how was going to have backup when i didnt want to get my friends into this mess at all. I mean it was fair to them that i had this thing that i couldnt control and they were just helping me and getting dragged along with me at the moment. But it couldnt be help. I guess i would have to just suffere and pull away from my pride and hubris to ask them to come with me. I thought to myself as i heaved agin my stomach trying to remove itself from my body.

When it was finally dine i stood back up and wiped my mouth with my hadn before finisng a tap and rising off my hands. I couldnt believe i was actually going to do this. the ice in my veins wouldnt let me downplay anything that i was thinking right now. I couldnt let this go... I had to put my friends in danger because i had to be some sort of stupid mutant and deal with this stupid pain. I walked up the stiar and back into the house.

My friends were whispering again. I could hear it from here. But i could hear it more clearly because there was a spider in the room and i somehow manged to connect with that to listen to them. Mostly what they were talking about was the mission that we were embarking on today . But there was sommething else that there were vaguly referencing and it bothered. I didnt like not knowing.  ANd no reader i am not self centred . We are all friends fromm childhood and tell each other eeverything or at least i thought we were supposed to . Early i hadnt gotten the inviation to their little club.

Violent thoughts ran through my brain as i thought about what they were doing. But i was better then this . I had to be. I wasnt going to let whatever this was beat me. I couldnt let it beat me . I didnt want to fall into that darkness that threatened to consume me now. I shook my head trying to rid myself of these thoughts. These negavtie unhelpful but possibly viable thoughts. They were my friends and deserved the benefit of the doubt.

As i was conflicted about myself i hasnt realised that i had made it back to the room that i had been in before the phone call. I knew they werent looking at me so i took some of the newly made devices and checked what time it was. It seemed like they were too busy to even notice my prescene and so my mood got worse. Therefore i simply walked out of the room and back to my own house. It didnt matter to me who was home. Or that there was yelling going on in the kitchen again. It didnt matter to me that they fell silent when they saw me walk into the kitchen looking like a ghost.

It was almost time to start to get answers from the man behind the creepy voice. I was going to be ready for that.