The next couple of four weeks went by fast, I was up with Jessie's help and moving around, with him not to far from my side of course. He always had me walk in front of him with my walker or have me hold him hand and walk. I still didn't think we were back to us again, He still wouldn't touch hold, kiss, or sleep with me, for the fear of hurting me. I had three days till my doctor appointment to check how everything was going. But I was also feeling something new but old coming back to me, Me and Jessie were sitting out side this after noon, I listen as Jessie played his guitar and I got I slight tingle in my hands, it started off in my fingertips they light up a light blue then trailed up my fingers to my palms, it was the feeling I got when I first got my healing powers, my hands now felt cold as ice then warm. "What was that about?", Jessie asked watching my hands light up then go out. I grab a little pocket knife that was sitting on the railing of the porch. Jessie stop playing the guitar as I opened it up and stared at the rusted sharp blade. I pushed it into my palm deep and cut it open blood started to gush out, I make a hurtful face. "What are you doing?!", Jessie says jumping up.
I closed my hand tight and felt it turn ice cold then warm again, then started to tingle. He grabs my hand, "Are you like emo now", He grabs my hand and hold it out. There was nothing there no blood no cut nothing. I smiled, as he lifted his head to look at me. "You got your powers back", He says smiling with amazement. He pulls me up and helps me inside to my mom and Mrs Lenda in the kitchen. "Guys watch this", He says taking the pocket knife from me slitting his wrist, you should of seen their faces, it was like call the psychiatric nurse now! "What is wrong with you boy", Mrs Lenda grabs a rag and mom goes for his hand, He puts his hand in mine before she they could get to it, I close my eyes and my Palm goes from icy to warm, He pulls his wrist from my hand. "Oh my", Mom says smiling, Mrs Lenda smiles to in shock, "Its a bout damn time", Mom says hugging me. "How did it feel".
"Just like the first time I got it, weird but amazingly beautiful", I say as Payton ran in behind Jessie. "I scraped my knee", He says making a pout face.
"sit on that stole", I said, He looked at me funny, I put my hand over his knee and closed my eyes again, "WHOA!", He says, "That feels so weird".
"Try having it happen to a big wound, feels even weirder", Jessie says, "Look at that brand new knee".
"I'm glad you go your healing powers back", Payton says jumping off the stool and is on the move again. "we all are", Mrs Lenda says.
That night I tired hard as hell to heal my side, I closed my eyes and set my hand on my side, I felt cold for a second then went warm, my hand also made a static like noise and kept lighting up on my finger tips. "Ugh", I exclaim in annoyance. I try again and it didnt the same thing. "Damn it!", I say slamming my fist on the bed.
"Maybe you don't have it full on yet", Jessie said.
"How long you been standing there?", I asked putting my hand back on my side. He sits on the bed and takes my hand off my side pulling my shirt back down, "Give it some time, soon you will have your powers full on". I look at him and then back at my hands they stopped lighting up. I just wanted to be better so things could go back to normal. "They will", Jessie says reading my mind. "Stop that", I say.
"Hey you use to do it to me all the time", He says laying back on the bed.
"Thats because you would be so suborn", I say touching my hands trying to figure out how to get my powers to come full on.
"And right now you are", He says sitting up, "Let them come back on their own". I throw my hands down in frustration. "So two more days till your doctor appointment".
"Maybe if I heal myself I wouldn't even have to go back to the doctor", I say looking back at my hands. He gabs them both intertwining my fingers with his. "Would you stop", He says.
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Vampire"Damn it Nick!" he says getting out of face. "Admit it!" i yelled as he was walking away. "Admit what!?" he yelled back. "Your drawn to me", he stopped and turned to me. "Don't flatter yourself", his fist began to cringe.
