Janelle POV
"This is perfect! Let us handle all these problems." I roll my eyes and stand up, I wipe the blood from my knuckles.
"I'm tired of you. Why can't you just come out when I'm mad? You come out when I'm not in the mood."
"I'm not a someone who waits on a call. You deserve to have a little break, I can deal with your mother." I glare at her as she grins, her head tilts to the side.
"Green Light... The one drug that is killing people faster than any other drug she chooses green light. You must really work her nerves."
"I don't even talk to her for her addiction to be my fault."
"Lack of communication can be a breeding ground for demons."
"I see"
"Oh I'm no demon, I'm just a manifestation of all your evil thoughts and memories, killing yourself, killing your mom, sisters, Latavious, your opponents, anyone who has ever pissed you off or done you wrong. I can help with that. You know I can. Allow me." Not by a long shot. I shake my head and walk towards the Grey room the dark me grabs my arm but I shake her off.
" Don't go in there! " I stop and turn to her.
" Why not? "
" She's not stable. "
" And you are? "
" Atleast I talk, I give you light here! She'll only give you darkness." I look into the dark hole in the wall. I turn back to her.
"Confidence is silent, insecurities are loud." she frowns and suddenly she's throwing a punch to my nose. And I feel myself drop.
~
I sit up and shake my head. I see dad, Jennifer and Brandon standing over me.
Me:What?
Brandon:You sorta fell out. Your eyes were moving pretty fast behind your eyelids.
Me:Yeah it's called REM sleep.
Brandon:What?
Me:Rapid Eye movement, you do it when you dream. Your deepest stage of sleep.
I stand up and they disperse, I pop my back and sit back down. I see dad looking at me still.
Me:I'm good, you met Brandon? I think he's Jennifer's new boo.
Jen:Girl goodbye.
Dad:Not funny.
Me:*shrugs* I though it was... You told dad?
Dad:Yes and why didn't you tell me?
Me:*shrugs* I'm just the on looker.
Dad:Did you help her fight Markovians?
Me:I only helped her find one. I didn't do anything else. I didn't do anything else.
Dad:You're grounded...
Me:Ehh, nah.*smiles*
Dad:*huffs* So problematic... So Brendan.
Brandon:No, uh it's actually Brandon.
Lord he's slow.
Dad:Yeah whatever. Stay away from my daughter. Understand?
Jen:Dad, I told you we're just friends.
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Black Lightning
FanficJefferson Pierce, beloved principal, activist of Freeland with ex-wife Lynn Stewart who's a well known doctor and author who has three daughters; Anissa being the oldest is known as Harriet Tubman, Janelle the older twin and middle child is known as...
