How did it come to this?
Jinx thought, she was cold, wet and felt so alone it caused her actual palatable pain.
In her head she wondered if this would be classed as some kind of sick, psychological self harm, that she was inflicting on herself.
She was walking down the hard shoulder on the interstate, it was late at night and rain was falling relentlessly, her thick woollen only soaked the water up like a sponge and her boots advanced through puddles, were more like lakes. Watching the water drip off the end of her nose she shivered, her ears were stinging from the cold and her gloved fingers shook from the bitter, unforgiving weather.
Every car that drove past sent a gust of air in her face, making her glance around, anxious. It was just like when he ran past.
Him, she'd done the one thing she had promised herself that she wouldn't do, she had thought of him.
Everything had been going so well, of course it had been. Jinx had thought her luck had changed. Now it felt all the worse, he had raised her hopes so high and now they had been torn apart. She was in a hopeless situation, nothing but the clothes she was wearing and the few items in the hurriedly packed bag slung over shoulder.
A few days ago her life was great, she'd completed all her high school exams and didn't think they had been a total disaster. She had friends at the Havering Institute, people she could trust. Teachers who tried to inspire, not make themselves feel important.
The Havering Institute was the place she'd come to once she had left HIVE, it was a large enclosed building with a large courtyard in the centre, it catered to around 300 or so students boarding and about 100 who came in every weekday for class. There were kids from all over the world, a partially exotic boy was from Zambia. And all of course had 'unique' abilities like herself. From the age of 18 months up to 19 years. The massive variety of individuals could cause huge personality clashes, but she had met people who she understood and 'got' her. Despite never been a girl's girl she had met Chrisy a glamorous blond who was headed to the Ivy League and who shared her passion for gymnastics and they had become 'best friends'.
For a while, her life had been on a route, she hadn't necessarily known where it led, but was sure it would have been a good place.
Now that could place was gone, as far behind her as Keystone city. The horizon was gloomy and once again any meaning to life was lost. Any joy would be found in memories of better times and as time passed the memories would still be as raw as they day they were made, because whoever said memories faded was wrong, those memories would stay like an open wound. Time would only infect it.
Everything was all her fault of course, to quote many a person 'You're poison, you ruin everything.' Everything that she had thought could have been her future was gone and there was nothing to be done. For the first time in a long time Jinx cursed her powers and the life they'd forced on her.