"NO!" I screamed waking up from a horrible nightmare, shooting out of bed and pulling on some sweatpants. I realized they weren't mine, so, I slowed to a normal morning pace, and then I remembered where I was. I was at Cameron's, and the sweats were his not mine, I already had my sweats on. I heard him rustling around to come and see why I screamed, "I'm fine," I lied. I hurried up and tried to find a piece of paper and a pen to write him a note hoping I would be fast enough and be gone before he was up the stairs.
"You're lying," he was close, already almost at the end of the hall, how did he get up here so fast? There's something more he's not telling me.
I needed to leave before he got in here, if only I could find that darn pen! I heard him walk in the door, "Stop," I commanded, he did. "You're going to go back to sleep and not get up for another five minutes. You are then going to come in here and discover a note that I wrote, it will be on the nightstand. You are going to forget you heard me scream, forget what happened within the last three minutes, now go back downstairs." he turned around in a zombie like way that scared the crap out of me, I can't believe I did that. I turned and rummaged through the drawer finally finding that darn pen. I wrote; "I'm sorry, I had to leave it was an emergency, we can talk later. I'll call you. I'm so sorry. Love Bayli."
I climbed out the window and ran to my car, my only destination was the hospital. So many thoughts were running through my mind, but the main one was my being able to control Cameron like that, I never use to be able to use my abilities on him, why now? I had to pull over because the tears in my eyes were impairing my vision, I wished to just be at the hospital already, that I didn't need to drive there. Next thing I knew, I was there, in the parking lot, in my car, perfectly parked. "Great, another ability I can't control, just great," I thought, getting out of my car looking around to make sure no one had seen what happened, good thing it was early in the morning and still dark. I walked towards the hospital, the hospital I had planned to work at and go to nursing school at, the hospital I use to smile at for some odd reason. I walked through the clear sliding glass doors into the large white waiting room with floral furniture. I walked to the hallway where room 224 was, I turned the corner and low and behold, my missing phone was hanging from the door knob. This was a very interesting way of giving me my phone, although I didn't know he had taken it from me, what the hell is wrong with people. I grabbed my phone, attached to my phone was a rather small piece of paper it said, "She's out for testing, won't be back for a while. Meet me in the cafeteria. NOW."
So I finally get to meet my stalker face to face, I have mixed emotions about this, it could be a good thing or a bad thing. The dream I woke up from ran through my mind, I saw what appeared to be my stalker, Cameron, Alex and a gun, just great. I start for the cafeteria and hesitate once I'm half way there, maybe I should call Cameron now. No, I need to do this on my own, I arrive at the cafeteria doors. I walk in slowly and take in everything, the rush of people getting their breakfast, the gossiping nurses at the table, most of who I know. I concentrate on them and can hear what they are saying, even though they are on the other side of the cafeteria, "Did you hear about the new doctor? He use to be a convicted felon in some other country but now he has a new identity and all that, that's-" I cut them off and looked to another group of people. "Yeah, you know those people up in the fish ward-," The fish ward is what we call our rehabilitation center, I'm not quite sure why, we just do. I turn to focus on another group when I see him out of the corner of my eye. The figure is so familiar even though I've only seen him twice. I turn to see him walking towards me, what do I do? Then he abruptly turns around, again. That must mean Cameron is behind me, he found me, why did he have to find me right now?
"Why do you keep doing that?"
"You keep showing up every time I'm about to come face to face with that kid that left me that note. I don't know why but he won't come up to me when you're around-"
"I'm sorry," he interrupted, "let's go up to Alex's room the doctors were just bringing her back when I was up there, they'll have some news."
That causes me to have more suspicion for some reason. Then the suspicion subdued when I began to feel guilty for pushing his thoughts, why did I do that, why now. What's wrong with me? I walk away and Cameron followed. That really scared me, how could I use my abilities on him now and not at the beginning, when I had no control over what I was doing and didn't know how to use most of my abilities. We got to Alex's room just as a doctor came in.
"Hello, Bayli," She said sounding surprised.
"Hello, Doctor Woods, how is Alex, any results?"
"Do you know the patient? Hmm I was not aware," she even sounded like her being shocked wasn't actual shock.
"Yes, I do know her, she's my best friend."
"Oh, well, you didn't hear this from me, she hesitated because Alex and I aren't biologically related and you're not supposed to share someone's medical information unless they are family. "I'm sorry to tell you hun, but she has a tumor in her brain, looks like she's had it for quite some time, maybe since she was an infant. As for the reason she's in the coma, the tumor was somehow inflamed, I believe it was a clumsy mistake and she must have tripped and fell and hit her head on the way down." She looked at me sympathetically, turned around and left the room, closing the door behind her.
I turned around and Cameron was already there to comfort me, he squeezed me tight and assured me she would get better. I began to cry, I cried till my eyes stopped producing tears, and even then I cried. A thought occurred to me, "That's probably why I always got headaches when I was around her or when I read her mind, and pushed her thoughts. I mean I get headaches all the time, but these ones were different and it didn't feel familiar, it felt strange. But she never complained of having such bad headaches, why could I feel them when she couldn't? Why didn't I see this coming? I could have gotten her help sooner or something along those lines!" I was blaming myself, again.
"Stop, it's not your fault, don't beat yourself up about it. You couldn't have done anything more than what you already have, which is be the best friend you can to her and even then you confided in her about your secret and knowing Alex, that was probably one of her proudest moments, to have a friend like you." He looked at me with sympathy, love, and appreciation. I did feel a little better, but I still felt like there was something more I could do, I just wasn't sure why or what it was.
We stayed the night at the hospital, I couldn't leave knowing that A) my stalker was here in the building, possibly; and B) my best friend was much more ill than I thought. I slept on the green couch that was up against the cream wall of the room, which had a strip of wall paper that contained red, purple and orange kangaroos, while Cameron slept in a blue uncomfortable looking chair. I dreamt of this brilliant glowing gold light, emanating off of someone and I knew it was of great power. It was like nothing I've ever seen before, then the light reached me and it felt so warm and healing. I could feel its healing ability as it surrounded me, I needed to get closer to the source to thank them for heeling my sore muscles and my broken emotions. But the closer I got, the farther away the source seemed to be, the silhouette of whoever was giving me this great gift just kept getting further away, out of my reach.
"What the-"my dream was interrupted, I woke to the blinding, sparkling, glowing gold light. I couldn't see anything at all, the light engulfed my vision, then it started to dim, I began to panic as the room became pitch black, the beautiful light had diminished. I think I saw Cameron standing in an I'm ready to attack mode, then I heard Alex mumble.
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