Day Zero
"Oh my God!" A girl screamed and Tyler hurried from his dorm to see what was the matter.
"What happened?" He asked the girl who stood in the doorway of her dorm, white as death. She pointed into her room. Her roommate lay on one of the beds, a bottle of pills scattered around.
"She overdosed." The girl said. "Sam overdosed and I think she's dead."
"Just breath," Tyler instructed the hysterical girl. He stepped into the room and picked up the unconscious girl in the room, she was small, her long curly hair hung like a waterfall over his arm.
"What are you doing?" The girl insisted as Tyler passed her, her roommate in his arms.
"I'm getting her to the doctor." Tyler explained as he hurried away.
He ran most the way, which would have been impossible had it not been for his power, but he didn't go to the doctors, he hurried behind the main building of Spencer Academy. He laid the unconscious girl on the ground and looked around to make sure no one was watching, he knelt beside the girl and let himself slide into the power. With his mind, he pulled the sleeping pills from her stomach, and they spilled out of her mouth like vomit. Her heart was stopped but it hardly took any effort to get it started again, the girl took deep gasping breath and opened her eye, they were startlingly green. She looked up at Tyler in confusion.
"Who are you?" She asked. "Where am I?"
"My names Tyler, you overdosed, I saved you." Tyler informed her. She looked devastated.
"More like condemned me." She whispered. "Why couldn't you just let me die?"
"I guess it's not your time yet," Tyler replied.
"I wanted to die." The girl told him.
"No you didn't, not really." Tyler insisted. "What's your name?"
"Sam." She told him.
"Well, Sam, you say you want to die, I'll make you a deal. Since you're going to kill yourself anyway. Live one hundred more days. If I can't convince you that life is worth living by the end of those hundred days, you'll just do this again and I promise I won't stop you. Worst-case scenario, you'll have to live a hundred more days, but at least you'll know whether or not you're throwing away your life when it's worth having. Is it a deal?" Tyler asked as he finished his proposal. Sam looked at him for a minute and then nodded her head.
"One hundred days?" She clarified.
"One hundred days."
"And at the end, when I still want to die?"
"It will be your choice." Tyler confirmed
