The Mistake | Colby Brock

One Thirty Two-Open Ended Code

Jordan's pov
I walked around in nothing, everything surrounding me black, and empty. "Colby?" I yelled, trying to find him in the dark, but where was there to look? "David?" I asked, not even being sure where i was. Suddenly, i felt as if everything was moving at a faster speed. I couldn't see it, but i could physically feel it in my head, pounding like if i was running miles and miles. "Slow down." I thought out loud, holding my head. I saw flashes of my life, some i didn't even know i remembered. I watched myself shoot a gun for the first time, being only a small child, eight, maybe nine fearlessly switch guns from on hand to another, while still shooting in the same hole of the metal mannequin in front of me. Definitely not my first time then. The clips flashed by, a red flare transitioning to when David would continuously throw knifes at my face, and body, expecting me to dodge them. "One hit you." He said, stopping. The smaller me nodded, holding my side in pain. I didn't quite remember this exactly, i remembered him being upset that i let it hit me, but never him stopping to check on me. "Here," he said, patching me up. "You can't let the knifes hit you." "But you go too fast for me to jump." I pleaded, my eyes watering. "Only because in real life the bad guy isn't going to stop. I'm trying to make you better, so you aren't vulnerable when it's time to go out there." I saw as he wiped my tears, and smoothed my hair back. "One more round." He said sternly, that was the voice i remembered, the hard one that could cut glass, the one that he almost always used on me. I saw as he threw multiple at a time, but i made sure not to let it hit me. For his sake and mine. It flashed by again, my flare leaving behind the last memory. I saw David walk me to my room, take away every single thing i had in it. Every toy, every book, even pens and my own personal knifes. I remembered being so devastated that day, hating my life a little more, but the look on David's face as he did it almost looked like he was upset for me. Which i didn't quite understand then, and i still don't. The flash went backwards this time, unlike the other ones and landed on a different perspective of my life, out of David's eyes. He walked into my room while i was sleeping, rushing in. I didn't wake though, but i saw all my little things float just above the surface of the floor, my flare was a light orange, nothing as deep as how it was now. It scared him. Intimated even. He went to set everything down in its spot, keeping it from lifting anymore while i twisted and turned in my sleep. Another flash went by, bringing me to a too familiar day. The day the lab blew up. I couldn't hear what he was saying, but i felt him, he was eager from the two way mirror, frantic almost. I remember so vividly how it felt, it was unlike how he usually did while tests went on, i guess that's what scared me. Nurses barged into the room, locking me down into my seat, something that rarely happened. "David?" I asked, struggling against the grip of the tight leather. I was terrified that day, sometimes David didn't know when enough was enough, and would just give me excessive amount of doses without thinking twice, this was one of those days. I felt needles with an unfamiliar substance fill me, two in each wrist, and another in my neck. They ran out just then, leaving me be. I saw myself slipping away, and David yelling for someone to go in there and get me, to help me, but the second someone opened that door, my head turned towards them, my eyes flashed into the monster i always saw in me. I don't remember this part. I didn't remember throwing that guy against the wall with my mind, and shatter the glass everyone was behind. I didn't remember, people attacking me. Guards, same ones there always was. I didn't fight them though, i'd didn't have to, the monster did it for me. All up until it couldn't, thats when things started to blow up. The halls i walked burst into flames, and everything i touched perished. All up until i was shoved in a closed off room, that person screaming in pain right after touching me. I banged on the door, angered. But not me, i wasn't there. The monster was angered. That's how it blew up. The walls shook as i screamed, flames bursting through my veins, scraping every part of the walls away like it was thinly sheeted paper. My memories brought me to when i met Colby, the gas station when i saw David for when i hoped it was the last time. That's when it hit me. "David never hated me. He was scared of me, and tried to make it seem otherwise. He cared for me like a father because he knew i would make it. He knew how i would end up and when i became a threat, he turned to everyone else. He turned to the world, and his answer was extinction of us." I felt like whatever state of dream i was in was proud, that i finally cracked the code all along. But what about the code now? I guess there really wasn't a code. Now that i think about it , it was all handed to us. We just needed to find her. Britney was the code now. And without the code we have no entry way. "Do i need to get to Britney before going back to David?" I asked out loud, hoping that my mind would answer for me. Before i could get my answer, my mind woke me up, jolting me awake. I turned over, noticing i was in Colbys car in the passengers seat that was reclined for me. "Sheesh, i was just about to pull over, you okay?" Colby asked me, glancing from me to the road in worry. I glanced to the back seat, not seeing Adam. "Where's Adam?" I asked, my voice still rough. "Sent him home, he's coming back tomorrow though, not sure where though but oh well." I nodded, taking his water from his cup holder. "Can i have some?" I asked, holding it up. He nodded, and slipped his hand into mine. "Whats going on in your head?" He asked, as our hands set down on my thigh. "I think i figured out my David situation, but Britney, she's tough." He nodded, looking over at me to go on. "I feel like once we find her, it's not really much from there. It's almost, not enough. Does that make sense?" He nodded again, just as we pulled up to the fair, the bright lights catching me by surprise. "Like if it's almost too easy to do this, and it almost doesn't add up." "Yeah," i said, looking over to him. "It'll add up in the end, it always does." He said, before pecking me on the lips quickly. "You excited?" He asked, nodding his head outside. "Crazy excited, do i need to change?" I asked. He let his eyes trail my body, lingering for a moment. "Nah, i have a flannel though, if you wanna throw that over?" I nodded happily, making him smile at me before reaching behind the seat, and pulling out a black and blue flannel, that looked way too big for me, but i didn't mind. He opened his door, me doing the same as we walked towards the park, his arm wrapping around my shoulder. "You know, usually the boy is supposed to open the girls door for her." He said, smiling at me. "Dang, well it sounds like you have some hustling to do." His mouth dropped open, before laughing it away. "I'll start sprinting to your door." He joked. "I'll have my door opened before you even park." I said, raising my eyebrows. "Woah, living on the edge." I laughed, before i saw our friends from a distance.