The pain was to horrible to even think straight. My bones cracked in their sockets. Every single muscle in my body, tightened and pulled. My blood became sand paper, running in my flesh. I couldn't stop screaming, I didn't know really how. Christian continued to put his hand over my mouth, trying to keep me quiet.
"Ian! Fight him!". He screamed at me. I responded with more screams. Every time I did try to fight off the pain, it only got worse. The trumpet and violin, echoed in my head louder and louder, causing my head to pound.
"Make it stop!". I screamed through his hand. I didn't know how I spoke, but I did. I heard someone burst through the door, but I didn't pay attention to them.
"Ian!". A voice yelled. It was high pitched, so it must have been a girl. Even know her face was in front of mine, I still couldn't comprehend who she was. The pain just continued to grow.
"Ian I can help you. But you need to promise me something". Christian said while taking my hand. I couldn't answer him, all I could do is squeeze his hand back. "You can't do this again!". He yelled. I squeezed his hand even harder. The woman in the room grabbed my hand as well, but yelped when I grabbed her's harshly.
Christian stood up and placed his hands over my body. I wanted to ask what he was doing, but the pain just wouldn't let me go. A small wind started to flow across my body. As it rushed through me, my pain slowly decreased. My muscles stopped aching and stretching, my bones slowly started to come back into place. My blood was no longer sand paper. The only thing that lingered in my body, was the sound of the Lullaby playing over and over again.
Christian collapsed to the floor holding his head. He screamed in agony as the woman tried to help him. I started to get up when I fell back down again. My eyes burned with energy. My back was starting to ignite with pain. It was like my entire back was set on fire again. Christian and I were both lying in the floor motionless. I couldn't move even know the pain was fading. After what sneed like a lifetime, I slowly stood up and I walked towards Christian. My entire body was soar and throbbing. I grabbed his hand and pulled him to his feet.
"Why the fuck did you do that!". He screamed in my face. My heart started to hurt. I hated it when people yelled at me, especially if it's someone I care about.
"You told me to do it". I replied. His anger only grew within his face.
"I told you to summon him, not go to where he lives!". He yelled in fury. He was only making me feel worse and worse.
"What do you mean?". I asked. I was so confused to what he was talking about. I couldn't go to where it lives, right?
"You tapped into your mind and his at the same time. You traveled into his life Ian. You went to his home". He explained calming down a little. This is insane, I couldn't tap into anything. Or at least that's what I thought.
"I can't do that". I said speaking my mind. He just rolled his eyes at me.
"You unlocked something inside of yourself Ian. Something I haven't taught you. And I wanted it to stay that way, but obviously you found it out on your own". He replied sarcastically. He was starting to be a dick, and I was not going to have that. I was about to tell his ass off, before the woman in the room spoke up.
"What the actual fuck is going on!". She yelled. I was to focused on Christian to remember she was here. It was Brianna.
"Nothing I was just leaving". Christian snapped while grabbing his backpack. I quickly grabbed his hand.
"What's wrong!". I screamed at him in anger. I knew I did something bad, but I didn't know what I was even doing. This was all completely new to me. It was not my fault that I went to where the demon lived. Christian didn't look at me. He kept his head towards the ground.
"Your mind is limitless Ian. You can do anything you want. All you have to do is put you mind to it". He said while still looking at the floor. He snapped his hand out of my grip, and he walked away.
"Ian what just happened!". Brianna yelled.
"A friend just saved my life". I responded. Christian was being a dick, but he did just save my life. If I had to go through one more minute of pain, I don't know what would have happened.
"What do you mean?". She asked with curiosity in her eyes. I sighed and turned my head towards her.
"I'll tell you about it later".
*****
The weekend was dreadful. I sat around my house, trying to learn how to control my energy. The trumpets and violin never left my head. It was on a never ending loop. Even know it was faint, I could still hear it. I haven't spoken to Christian either. I texted him once, but he didn't answer back. I knew he was pissed at me, but how bad could it really be?
I walked the halls of the school. People didn't stare and point at me anymore. The rumors about me and Stephan slowly went away. Now the gossip was who got pregnant, and who got laid. Typical high school bullshit, if you ask me.
I wanted to confront Christian today. I wanted to ask him what his problem was, but I didn't see him. Towards the end of the day, I went to his locker to see all of his stuff was gone. I asked my friends about where he was, but they didn't know either. 'Well he is a senior' I thought to my self. I thought he just left school early. After school I was going to call him when I got home.
Brianna was becoming restless with the events that happened at the dance. I don't know exactly what she saw, but I knew it scared her. I was becoming dangerous with all of the power I had locked inside of me. So every chance I got, I practiced my energy flowing around me. The weird thing was, that the more I practiced, the more my eyes changed color. My eyes used to be a dark brown, but they are a dark grey now. I have no idea why, but I know it had something to do with Valtor.
His words still made me on edge. "I will destroy everything you love". It's been three days since the dance with no sign of him. Even know I couldn't see him, I knew he was right next to me. I didn't know how much power he had, and I didn't want to. That's the main reason I wanted to find Christian. He knew a lot more about this stuff then I did.
Once the day got over, I quickly hopped in my car, and drove home. I loved talking to Christian. He was like the brother I never had. In the back of my mind, I prayed that he wasn't still mad at me. I wanted Christian to like me, not hate me. After all, he did have similar powers as me.
I quickly got out of my car, and ran inside. I was really exited to hear his voice. He was my best friend, and you obviously love talking to your best friends. As soon as I walked to my room, I hit my left arm in the door. My arm still had the hole in my flesh from the pitchfork. That vision confused the hell out of me. In fact, that whole night confused the hell out of me. The wound healed a little bit, but it's only been three days, so I wasn't worried. I wrapped my arm in a white bandage in the bathroom, and headed back into my room. I plopped down on my bed and started dialing his number. The more I moved, the louder a crunching noise echoed in my ears.
I got up from my bed to see a small white piece of paper all crumbled up from my body. White pieces of paper where never good in my situation. I hoped that it was something from school, but I still had a sick feeling in my stomach. I picked up the piece of paper and un crumbled it. The name "Ian", was written on the front of it. I quickly turned it around and read the words.
I'm so sorry.
It was Christian's hand writing. I've seen him write, and this was his. My heart sank to the floor. I quickly started grabbing my phone, and dialed his number. My heart was beating faster and faster. I couldn't loose my best friend, my teacher. He was all I had left. My entire family gave up on me, and he was the closest thing I had to the feeling of it.
Ring.
"Christian come on please pick up". I whispered.
Ring.
"Christian please!". I yelled onto my phone. My knees started to shake, as did my hands.
Ring.
"I can't do this without you! How am I supposed to deal with Valtor on my own!". I screamed.
Ring.
"Please". I whispered through tears. My knees finally gave out. I fell to the floor and brought my knees into my chest. Pain filled my chest, not physical pain, but emotional. I started crying, and sat my head down into my knees as the phone replied to me.
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