Not A Mistake

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Chapter 3 (v.1) - Chapter 2

Submitted: October 12, 2019

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My tears completely obscured my vision as I gripped tightly onto Lyndon. Mom is hospitalized, I knew it. She could be lying in bed, taking her final breath, and I hadn’t even said goodbye. Even Lyndon is tearing up, but he tries hiding it.

Lyndon pulls away from me and wipes a tear away from my cheek. His eyes are puffy as well.

“Everything will be ok,” he tells me. However, I'm not so sure. Holding my hand, Lyndon guides me downstairs where we see Karter drinking.

He never drank.

“Dude, what are you doing?” Lyndon asks him. Karter looks disturbingly at Lyndon. 

“Go. Away!” he yells. He sends a beer bottle hurtling at Lyndon and me, and Lyndon thrusts out his hand and holds it in mid-air.

“Who do you think you are?” Lyndon asks harshly. “You’ve done nothing to help this family. Nothing to help us. We all know our mother is in the hospital, and our dad is not here. And what are you doing? Drinking. Unbelievable.” Lyndon swipes his hand to the left and sends the beer bottle flying.

“You’re not doing anything either,” points out Karter. Lyndon ignores this.

“What do you think Sadie will say about this?” Lyndon points out. “Do you think she’ll like a drunk teenager?” Karter stares deeply into Lyndon’s eyes. I can see both of their chests rise and fall. 

Karter’s abrupt movement to stand up startles me, and he flings himself towards Lyndon like a slingshot. Everything seems to slow down, and I can already imagine Lyndon fall to the floor and get crushed by the weight of Karter. I couldn’t stand this anymore. I was fed up with Karter and his inability to do anything.

Three feet away. Two feet. One. I can’t take it.

“Enough!” I scream, using all of my strength. The world seems to go upside down. Karter is sent flying through the air with a humongous wave of air, almost like a shock wave. He lands on the kitchen table, which shifts a little. All the glass in our house shatters with a deafening crash, and Lyndon drops to the floor, covering his ears. I am left standing, staring at the destruction I have just made. I didn’t even know how I did it. No Air Elementor is this strong, and even Air Elementors can’t send shock waves of air big enough to shatter glass and send people flying. I begin trembling and tearing up, and Lyndon cautiously lifts his head to look at me.

“London.” His breathing is heavy. He is just as scared as me, if not, even worse.

“I’m sorry. I don’t know- I didn’t-” I stutter tremendously, taking in the horrific sight.

“Monster.” I turn to look at Karter, who has a large cut across his face yet his smile is devilish.

I gasp. “Oh, Karter. I didn’t mean to!” I run upstairs and slam the door and sob as I slide against the door and sit on the ground. How could I do this to my own family? To the house?

The bullies are right. I shouldn’t exist.

 


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