Unexpected

EIGHTEEN

Chapter Eighteen

When I needed you

Deucalion didn't take long in getting me what I need. Candles, a quiet room, and some morphine for my pain. Kali injects the morphine into my arm and almost instantly I feel the pain go away. I can't be distracted by it, if I was I probably wouldn't get a vision.

Once the candles are lit, I hold out my hands. "Hold my hands, I need to link myself to you. So I can try and control the vision." I explain. He grips my hands and I try to ignore the disgust at the fact I'm holding hands with this monster.

I let go, allowing myself to fall into what happens to this man. I let my eyes fall close and my body relax as much as I'm able. My mind opens and I begin to see. 

My mind tries to focus, but I can't. I try so hard but, I don't see anything. Just darkness. I open my eyes and a deep frown is set on my face as I shake my head. A breath leaves me and I meet his eyes in an unsure glance. "It's not working..." I state slowly. 

"What do you mean, it's not working?" He demands in a low grown. I feel my heart rate accelerate, in fear of how short his temper might be. "I--I haven't learned how to control it, I'm sorry but, I don't see anything." 

Deucalion looked at me with a sinister grin, his mouth pulled back. A laugh passed through his lips and he shook his head slowly. I could feel a cold feeling of fear pass through me. "Try again."

I nodded, taking a shaky breath before trying again. This time I begged to see something... but once again I was met with black nothingness. I opened my eyes and shook my head. "Dammit!" Deucalion's voice cut through me like ice. Fear filled me to the core, pulsing through my body in horror. I shook my head and tears filled my eyes. "I'm--I'm so sorry--"

I couldn't finish before he threw me across the room. My back slammed against the opposite wall in the hallway and I could feel a bruise beginning to form on my lower back as a headache erupted in my head. Pain shot through me, filling my body with agony. 

The pain was blinding. I clutched my head tightly and groaned while trying to open my eyes, only to see that they were gone. Thank god they're gone... I breathed in relief before resting my aching head back on the wall behind me, the cool surface doing nothing to ease the splitting headache in my head.

"Scott!" I yelled through the tears that now slipped through my eyes and dripped down my chin. I could feel my nose running but, I didn't care. I yelled for him over the pain in my head. The only thing that I care about now is my babies. My hand wrapped around my stomach and I sent a silent prayer that they would be okay.

I took in a shaky breath and allowed my eyes to travel around the messy hallway. I gasped in relief as I saw a medical cart, it was across the hall. I looked down at my stomach and I gained all the courage I needed. 

With all the strength I could muster, I pressed my back against the wall and used my left leg to stand myself up. I could see the red blood slipping down my pale leg. It looked like a crime scene, I must've ripped my stitches. 

This can't be good. Losing this much blood in 24 hours... It can't be good--for me or my babies. I Took a deep breath and braced myself as I pushed off the wall and limped over to the other wall. I couldn't make it far. 

The pain shot through me and my leg gave out, sending me crashing to the ground. Luckily I landed on my left knee and my hands. I groaned in a mixture of pain and frustration but, began to crawl over to the cart. I have to stop the bleeding.