As I march to my room I realize, I don't have anything to change into besides another uniform and I don't have anything to take a shower with either. So, I ended up just standing there and letting the water run over me. I was tempted to use Dariyah's stuff, but just the thought of getting into another fight tonight kept me away from that idea.
I wanted to call my mom, to tell her everything that just happened but as I did my phone died.
I hate this place.
I just wear my underwear and put on the sweater vest as a pajama top. Just as I am getting ready to call it a day, Dariyah walks back in. She takes in my appearance than started snickering to herself.
I glare at her.
I was never able to fall asleep that night. How could I when sleeping five feet from me was a crazy witch. She slept with screamo music playing on low. How can anyone fall asleep to that? Really, I need to know.
Every time I thought about getting up and turning her music off, I chickened out. This is stupid, I don't want to be afraid of her. I don't want to constantly look over my shoulder wondering if she's going to attack me or whatever. I need to assert myself. She needs to know she can't just push me around.
So right after she got up to go to class, I put my plan in motion. No way was I going to get any sleep or go to class like this.
I rip up the tape off the floor and in the restroom as well. Then I get to work. I clean up her whole side of the room, folding her clothes and putting them in their proper places. Then I went to the closet. Since there is only one, I divided it in half, making room for my stuff.
I try to be quick knowing that at any moment she could walk back in.
Once all her stuff was organized, she had plenty of room for mine. I move her bed against one wall and mine against the other. Then once the room is done, I work in the bathroom.
I feel like I should be wearing gloves considering everything is potentially hazardous. Still, I throw out empty bottles and rearrange everything to have more counter space. Then I give everything a final wipe down.
By then some people came by and dropped off all of my stuff for me. Mom packed everything nicely and neatly. There is even a note. It says, hope you are having a nice day we love you and call me when can.
I plug my phone in to charge.
The next thing I want to do is take all the creepy blood art off the walls. So, I did. I clear the walls and set all her things on her desk for her. I even took off the stay out sign from the door. Now that the room is officially prepped for me, I get to work unpacking.
By the time I unpack everything and put on something a lot more comfortable it's already late in the afternoon. I'm exhausted and hungry but no way am I going to attempt going to the cafeteria again, so I just lay down to take a nap.
I wake to a shadow looming over me, once my eyes adjust, I come face to face with Dariyah. Literally she's only inches from my face, I can smell her lunch on her breath. My heart skipped several beats and I felt my whole body clench up in fear.
"Dead," She growls.
She grabs me by the collar of my shirt and slams me into the wall, hoisting me off my bed as if I weigh nothing. Then her fist connects to my stomach. Luckily it was empty because I probably would have hurled.
"I just wanted to make room," I said before her fist connects to my rib cage.
"This is my room, not yours. The only reason I have to share in the first place is because of you," She tosses me to the floor.
When I look up at her I see her arms and legs glowing a faint red.
I quickly roll out of the way and stand up before she can kick me.
"I'm not going to let you just push me around," I back up towards the door.
"Going through all my stuff is an invasion of privacy, taking down my work from the wall, is an insult. And if you think you can get away with any of this just because you are new here then you have another thing coming."
She charges me and slams me into the wall. I try to push her off but she has some kind of freaky brute strength, she could probably lift a car if she wanted. She hit me in the face and then in the stomach again. I double over in pain.
She backs up, cracks her knuckles, and gets ready for round two. I crawl over to the door but she picks me up by my clothes and throws me into the wall. She really is going to kill me.
I need to defend myself. I have freaky power too, right? Asherah said I am really powerful. I burned a hole in the wall before. I can do this; I can stand up to her. She can't just push me around.
I look down and my hands are glowing just like before. She walks over to me and I point my hands at her, a blast of light hit her square in the chest. She goes flying back into the opposite wall.
"Leave me alone, or else," I stand up.
"Why you little," she got up and ran at me.
I tried to blast her again, but nothing happened. How do these freaky powers even work? She went in for another punch but I caught her red glowing hand in my white one. She let out a wail of pain. Then I punch her in the face.
She stumbles back and tries to regain her bearings. I took my chance and kicked her down to the floor before running for the exit. I didn't make it in time because next thing I know she is turning me around to face her and then she spartan kicked me into the door. Knocking the door off its hinges.
I slide all the way to the stairs.
"What is going on!?" Nerissa storms up the stairs.
Dariyah walks over to me where I lay on the door, just teetering on the stairs.
"Bye, bye," She smiles before kicking the door.
I slide all the way down two flights of stairs before slamming into a wall.
It took me two tries to try and get to my feet. I am bleeding.
"Are you okay?" some girl comes up to me.
She's a curvy heavy set girl with dark ebony skin and poofy curly hair. Her dark eyes watch the blood from my temple trickle down my face. I quickly push past her and run out of the building.
It's not long before I am completely lost.
My stomach aches in a burning pain I've never felt before. When I lift my shirt up to inspect the damage, I see a large blue bruise spreading all over my skin. A sob burst free from my lips.
How am I going to live with her? She's horrible. We will never get along. What if she tries to fight with me every day? What if she kills me? I want to go home, I'm scared. I hate it here. They are demons, bloodthirsty demons.
As I blindly stumble around campus, I find myself at a building in a far corner of the school grounds. The building is grand looking, big white pillars, and marble walls. The words Crystal Keep carved in stone above the entrance.
I sniffle, trying to get my emotions under control. I can't really explain it but there iss something about this building that draws me to it. Something that made me want to go inside. So I did.
I walk over to it and up the steps to the big door. I look around to make sure I'm alone before pushing it open. The heavy door slides across the floor and makes a loud creaking sound. It's dark.
"Hello?" I call.
There is no one here. So, I walk in and shut the door behind me. This should be a good spot for me to hide out for a while, at least until I can think of a plan to deal with my crazy roommate.
It looks to be some type of church. There are pews and an altar at the front. On the floor in front of the alter is this big circle with a bunch of little circles inside and lines dividing them and whatnot. It is very elaborate and I can't help but stare at it for a long time.
The circle is made up of something different from the rest of the floor. It looks like some type of pearlescent material. I kneel down in front of it and reach my hand to the ground. When I touch it, the whole thing lights up. The darkness of the room is quickly overpowered by the light.
"Whoa," I say breathlessly as my eyes go wide.
How am I doing this?
The circles move around almost as if it is some lock or puzzle and it is finally unraveling. I feel this warmth wash over me, not too hot for me to sweat but not a single part of me even remotely cold either. Just warm.
My whole body starts glowing I can feel this power rushing through me. The circles began to spin faster and faster like a clock ticking down the seconds. Then the ground ripples like a pond and changes into what I first thought was a mirror.
My hand is touching my hand, I thought I was staring at my own reflection. But the closer I look the more I realize the subtle differences. She is breathing heavier than me. She isn't wearing what I am. She has on the uniform, it's a little dirty, and she looks like she's just been through hell and back. There is this panicked look in her eyes.
I stare at her in confusion before I feel her grab my hand, interlocking our fingers. I feel my skin get singed and burned and cry out in pain. I can see her lips moving but I can't hear her at all. I try to pull my hand back but she won't let go. Instead, she pulls me.
"What? Stop! Help!" my feet slide on the ground and my whole body falls forward.
I catch myself with my free hand on the edge of the circle but the upper half of my body gets pulled through. Instantly I am bombarded with chaos. I can hear what sounds like a war zone, people screaming and fighting. The building I was just in, is on fire.
"I don't have time to explain," myself said to me.
"Emery! Hurry!" someone calls.
Myself clenches my hand tight, I can tell she's scared, I always make that face when I'm scared. She has tears in her eyes, just like me.
"Listen to me, I know none of this makes sense right now but you have to listen to me. You have to trust in your light, don't let them use you. The key is inside of you now. Remember that. Only you can use it. No one else. You can't tell anyone about this, not even your friends. Trust me. Please. Don't mess up again. You have to break the cycle or we will all die. It has to be you. No one else."
"Emery! Where are you!?" another person shouted.
She looks towards the fiery door and then back at me.
"What is going on?" I ask.
"Look at me Emery, I am you. This is your future."
I glance around the crumbling burning building before panicking and looking back at her. At me.
"Do not trust—" a loud explosion cuts off whatever she said and I get blasted back into the weird portal thing.
I knock back into the pews smacking my head hard against the wood. After I blink the spots away from my vision I look back at the floor and see that it has returned to normal. I glance down at my palm which still burns and see a star mark there which fades away into nothing.
I feel so drained, so disoriented. When I try to stand, I blackout.
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