Gone [I.L]

23

Nighttime had fallen and Aimee was fast asleep again, this time being in the white room. The white room that was battling the darkness. It looked as if someone had began to take two paint pushes and swirl the color together. She watched for what felt like hours, the colors fighting for dominance and she knew what it meant.

She wanted the white to win, she wanted to be good.

The bus jerked to a sudden stop making the blonde bang her head off of the window as she jolted awake. She was no longer sat alone, for Lydia sat firmly next to her best friend, "A freaking motel. Are you kidding me?"

"What?" Aimee rubbed her eyes as Lydia stood up and extended her hand to her best friend, "Where are we?"

"Come on," Lydia urged as the blonde took her hand and the two walked off of the bus with their bags in hand.

Aimee glared at the bright neon sign, something was wrong. Something dark, she could feel the alure coming back to her.

She was brought back by coaches whistle, "The meet had been pushed till tomorrow, this is the closest motel.  They have the most vacancies, and least amount of good judgement when it comes to accepting a group of degenerates like yourselves. You'll be pairing up, choose wisely."

Everyone went to go grab a key when a hand grabbed her arm, "Roommates?"

Isaacs soft smile made her sigh in content when another hand grabbed her, yanking her away from him, "She with us you dog."

Aimee raised her eyebrows at Lydia's harsh words, wondering if she knew what had happened between the two.

"I don't like this place," Lydia told Aimee and Allison who joined the group. Aimee could see the small tint of purple grow on Lydia, and she knew it was more than what it seemed.

Allison scoffed nervously, "I don't think the people that own this place, like this place. It's just one night, come on."

Lydia stopped dead in her tracks, "A lot can happen in one night."

Aimee pulled her to catch up with Allison who kept walking, "But nothing will. I'll make sure of it."

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The girls set up their room, to where the beds were pushed together into one huge bed. They didn't want anyone to sleep on the floor.

"Well I'm going to take a shower," Allison said as soon as the three had finished the beds.

Lydia huffed, "There's like two towels in motels, we should go grab some more. Also another blanket for you," She grabbed the key card.

"I'll go grab some snacks and drinks for us," Aimee smiled as she grabbed her bag. She tossed it on the bed and ripped it open as she grabbed her wallet, "Sound good?"

"Yes ma'am," Allison smirked as the strawberry blonde and the actual blonde walked out of the room.

Lydia and Aimee didn't speak until they reached the stairs, "I have a bad feeling."

"Me to. Lets just hurry and get back to the room."

The girls agreed and rushed down the stairs as if something was chasing them before they split up.

Aimee rushed to the vending machine and began to shove her money into it when she heard her name, "Lydia?"

"Aimee, over here," Aimee left the vending machine without getting her items, ready to attack.

"Lyds?" Aimee called again as she turned the corner. There stood her sister with Jennifer Blake, "What, what is going on?"

Aimee blinked few times trying to rid the image of her sister and Ms. Blake. Blake began to drag laugh as she and Hayley walked off.  Aimee stood for a second before hastily following after the two.

Getting glimpses from around corners she picked up her pace, before coming to a fire. Specifically a fire in a trashcan, she realized she was no longer in the safety of her classmates and now in the dragons den behind the motel.

"This is in my head," Aimee told herself as Hayley frowned at her sister.

"This is very much real," Blake smirked, "And I can prove it," Blake gestured her head to the side making Hayley step forward slightly. The small fire grew before it was shot directly at Aimee, who screamed in pain.

Aimee didn't want to fight Hayley, she didn't want to even see her sister again after she mourned her, "This power I have, it can all be yours Aimee," Blake stepped closer to the much younger woman, "All you have to do is, fight."

Aimee breathed deeply as her sister went to attack her again, this time Aimee blasted air back making an explosion in the middle between fire and air. The fire began to overpower the young girl as she flew back and bounced a few times until she hit against a wall, "You will not win," Hayley reminded her.

Aimee defeated attempted to push herself up with a whimper, "I will."

"This power, Aimee, I have brought your sister back from the dead! Now fight for this power! Fight to live!" Blake boomed over the Aimee's head.

Aimee attempted to push herself up again, this time succeeding, "I do not want your power," She whimpered.

"Fear will make you turn to me, just like it did last night," Jennifer laughed as Hayley went to attack again.  

Aimee half standing covered her face and instantly blasted Hayley and Ms. Blake away. Almost as if they had vanished under the wind. A small white shine slowly disappeared from her hand. The girl shook in relief.

"Aimee!" The blonde collapsed to the ground with a small smile on her face, "Oh my god."

Isaac slid to a stop next to her, "Aimee are you okay? Talk to me."

She brought her hand to his cheek, "Everything's okay."

"What happened?" Isaac looked over his girlfriend seeing no injuries.

Aimee sighed, "I have a lot to tell you and the group. For now can you take me to bed?"

Isaac nodded and picked her up, carrying her to the bus where the other group members resided, "Aimee?"

"She okay, she just needs some rest," Isaac told the group as he set her down on the bus chair and rested her head on his chest.