Magic

11: Difficulties and Day-Dreams

Niomi's POV:  

After having Hazel spend the night, in which neither of us got any sleep, she finally had to leave. But she was coming back to take me shopping for my date tonight. After having a quick, simple breakfast of eggs and toast, also a big cup of coffee, I decide to go for a run. It's nicer outside today, so I throw on some casual, yet warm, running clothing. 

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~2 Hours Later~ 

After my run, I go back to my apartment and take a long, hot shower. When the hot water starts to turn cold, I turn of the tap and wrap myself in one of the fluffy, cottony towels I bought the other day. After picking out a nice outfit to wear to go shopping, I put it on. 

The outfit is a grey-brown sweater, paired with a pair of black skinny jeans, some light brown ankle boots, a light brown scarf, and matching jewelry.  After I put on some light, simple makeup, I'm ready for my day out with Hazel. 

 After sending her a quick text, telling her that I'm ready to go, I flip the TV on for a few minutes. But that was a mistake.

"Investigator's say the murder's were not made in vain. The events that took place before the death's is alike another case, which happened about sixteen years ago. There were no survivors of the previous murders, but one women is a suspect. what happened that long ago, still remains a mystery to the public. The couple killed were just regular people, both doctors. They were shot dead in their home on April 9th, 1986. The murderer is yet to be found, but athourity's say the murders are connected. Back to you, Laura."  The reporter states. 

This almost makes me laugh. They think the murders are related. Amateurs. They'll never know the truth. Mostly because only two people know the secret. One of them is dead. The other is mentally unstable. A great combination. 

See, after Sir died, I was taken by many different murder groups. But I always got away. I was either too fast, too smart, or too convincing. But I guess that's the experimental drugs in me. The part of me that isn't quite natural, but not quite un-human. A power that no one else possess's. Well, no one I've ever met. Or heard about. People seem to talk a lot of bull, but some of it is true. 

Like the fact that I'm a science experiment gone wrong. Yep, that's right. I was never supposed to happen. But I did. I came back form the dead. Literally. 

See, some scientist thought it would be a good idea to inject my birth-mother with different steroids and drugs, hoping that the baby that was born had some kind of power. but they got a failed experiment. I died before birth, but they cut me out of the womb anyway. 

Then they threw me away. And the people who I thought were my parents found me, sitting quietly in a trash chute. I never cried as a baby. Never. Not even once. Whenever I got hurt or mad, I would just keep to myself, letting that pain spread, letting it grow. Then I would release it on other people. But no one ever knew this. That I can do these strange things. 

And they certainly can't know now. What, with society the way it is? Anyone who is considered "different" is usually an outcast. But there has never been anyone quite like me. It's like there's just one lose screw in my body. Well, maybe ten.  

This is why no one gets close. Well, more is that I don't let them get close. Who needs people, right? Why not just have a nice cat? Or a dagger? Why the hell not? Why can't the rest of the human population just die off and leave me be?! 

Maybe I want to be alone. Maybe I don't. But the bottom line is that people just don't understand. Or care. They care about themselves. And normal-ness. But they don't care about the freaks. People like me. People like Hazel. Yeah, I know her secret. but she doesn't know mine. That's just something I can't give away to her. 

A knock at the door pulls me out of my day dream. I open it to find a smiling Hazel. Speak of the devil. I grab my purse, throw on a light jacket, and we head out to find me some nicer clothes. 

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P.S. the pic on the side is her outfit for the day.