Confessions

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Date: June 16, 2067

Time: 5:16 am

Subject: Confessions

----Griffin----

I sat next to Elijah with everyone else. I watched her. She was like one of those people from those movies that are trapped in a coma. I felt on the same wave length as her. I had a feeling she wasn’t scared right now; that she was mellow and at calm. I wanted to take her hand but of course I wouldn’t. Akemi did though.

“Guys watch this.” I said. I had learned to contract my wings into my back. Honestly, I didn’t like them. They were cool at first, but I liked solo flying better. These were bulky and large. I was hoping Ezekial would grow wings to so he couldn’t be the cool solo flyer anymore, but I had a sinking feeling he wouldn’t. After a few minutes of relief from my ‘exorcism’ as what my friends were calling it, my muscles had relaxed and I had realized I had grown some extra muscles to be able to naturally contract my wings. I didn’t even have to think about it, it was just sort of like common sense. I showed them how I could tuck in my wings.

“Dude that’s awesome!” Ezekial said high-fiving me. I nodded with a smirk of awesomeness on my face. Bliss and Akemi just gave small smiles and continued to watch. For once I didn’t care that the attention wasn’t geared towards me. I just wanted Elijah to wake up and be okay. That’s all I really wanted right now. I sighed and folded my legs up to my neck and waited for something crazy to break loose. I could feel it happening. I saw Elijah coming too.

“Elijah’s coming to!” I exclaimed happily pointing to her.

“No she’s not.” Akemi said.

“Yeah she is!” I clearly pointed out. It was obvious! Her eyes were flickering and her nose was twitching. “Dude, her eyes are freaking twitching! She’s about to flip out!” I exclaimed angrily. Why weren’t they freaking doing anything? Anger was beginning to rise in the pit of my stomach. I growled still pointing at Elijah.

“No she’s not!” Ezekial clearly pointed out stretching out his arm to show me. I looked over again and they were right. She was lying as still as before like a statue almost. The faint rise and fall of her chest was the only movement and it was barely a movement at all. My mouth gaped. I saw it! I know I did!

“I swear, she just twitched her nose and her eyes were twitching a few seconds ago! I swear!” I blabbered out trying to convince them. At the end of my sentence Akemi jumped out of the chair excitedly.

“Look!” He exclaimed smiling. Elijah’s eyes began twitching and her nose twitched the exact same way it had a few seconds ago. Déjà vu.

“That just happened like two point five seconds ago and no one saw it!” I exclaimed but no one was listening now. Jedidiah was holding down her legs waiting. Suddenly her body temperature doubled in heat and she snapped awake into an instant vomit. Some of it grazed my arm, but in this situation I honesty didn’t care she kept vomiting over and over again. She didn’t even have time to breathe. This felt like we were one of those people from the movies who have to deliver there friends baby in a car or something. No we’re just inexperienced hormonal teenagers about to help our friend here turn into some hybrid of some sort, no biggy. She gripped the sides of the hospital bed so hard her palms actually indented the hard plastic. Her eyes were bloodshot red and tearing up. She was screaming and sobbing ear shattering pitches while vomiting all over the blanket we had lied over her. Blood wisped around in the pools of vomit. She let out another shriek as she let go of the bed and began frantically kicking and screaming. She actually flew back enough that she banged her head up against the back wall and began out bursting louder. Akemi quickly threw a few pillows behind her in case that happened again. Her arms were flailing all over the place as she screamed and bellowed out un-describable tones. Man, this was like an exorcism. My heart was leaping out of my chest almost and then sinking into the deepest part of my stomach. Never had I ever been so scared. What if we screwed up? What if something went wrong? What if I screwed up everything? I wouldn’t let that happen. Griffin Lorenzo never was wrong. I’m always right. I’ll keep it that way.

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