Dear Readers,
I have really been bad with updating. My activities and school have taken over. Taking AP world was a stupid idea, I have so much homework. Well because it's a three day weekend I can write. So I will be continuing this story first. It's one of my favorites and I will promise to update soon. I will defiantly be updating within a week. My favorite stories will be updated first because they tend to be the ones I have the most ideas for. Also I have some new ideas for someone shots and some new stories all their own. Anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter and I apologize again for the wait. -Chinaluv
Chapter 2: Scars and Stitches
Amara's point of view
I awoke in what looked like another hospital bed. This time I could move, but it hurt slightly. I sat up and wondered where I was. It took me a few minutes to fully wake up whatever was in the shot was finally wearing off. I just sat there for a while until I heard the door handle start to turn. Someone walked in and I was really surprised to see who it was.
"Uncle Jake?" I asked confused.
"Hello Amara. Are you feeling better?" It was him. I smiled; he was always my favorite uncle.
"Yes, I'm feeling much better. Do you know where I am or what happened? All I remember is using my…" I stopped; I knew I made a bad mistake that I'd soon regret.
"Well I'm glad you are. You are in the infirmary at Tower Prep. You got hurt when you used your powers. Yes I know all about your abilities, and I'd like you to know Tower prep is a place where you can learn to control them." I looked at him. Was he serious? Was I really at the famous, supposedly mythical Tower Prep?
"So, I get to stay here?" I questioned sort of hoping the answer would be yes.
"Yes, but you must stay in the infirmary a while. You really hurt yourself. Your scars are still healing." I guess I'd be okay with that, I mean it'd be worth it if I got to stay. Wait, did he say scars. That's when I looked down. I had a few scars and some stitches. I had two seems of stitches, one on my left shoulder the other surprisingly just above my heart. That really creped me out. I had a few scars on my legs and a long one on my right arm. This was going to take forever to heal.
"What did I do? How did I possibly do this to myself?" I asked, a bit nervous about the answer. I mean I remembered some of what happened, but I did have blurs in my memory where I forget.
"I don't know… That's something you'll have to find out. Now, you need to rest. I believe someone wants to talk to you later. Now get some rest." I smiled and went back to sleep. He left, and I couldn't help but wonder what he knew, because he obviously was lying about something. There was something else I was curious about too. I wondered who he meant by someone wanted to talk to me.
I somehow drifted into sleep and after a while I awoke. I saw someone I didn't expect to see reading a book. She smiled at me when she realized that I had awoken. I could see how happy she was that I was there. I couldn't believe my eyes. I hadn't seen her in over two years. Part of me felt like it was an illusion, the other half wanted it to be real.
"C.J is that you?" I asked in the nicest way I could.
"Yeah it's me Amara. How are you? I haven't seen you in so long." She came over and hugged me. She hadn't changed since the last time I saw her except she looked like she was taller and her brown hair had gotten darker.
"I'm okay. I missed you so much C.J. I felt alone after you left. It was like I had no one to talk to…" What I said was true. I lived with her and her father after my parents died. They weren't my biological parents though so it didn't matter that much when they left. I really wished that I could have stayed with them longer when I had the chance. Then everything happened and they left. Now things were different. I was older, wiser, smarter, and had more control than I did back then.
"Yeah, I'm sorry about leaving. I had no choice, my dad knew best after all. You're here now and that's all that matters." I looked at her, I knew she was trying to read my expressions like she did when we were younger, but I hid them as best I could.
"You're right, that's all that matters not. You're here and we're finally at Tower Prep. How is it here anyway?" I asked hoping that were really at Tower Prep.
"Well, you're not at Tower Prep yet… You're at the infirmary as my father probably told you, but you're at the West campus, which is right near Tower Prep. You'll be there soon, just heal quickly and you'll be there. Tower Prep is pretty great, I will have to introduce you to my friends; Gabe, Suki, and Ian." I could just tell she liked Ian the way she said his name.
"So, you and Ian?" I said nosily.
"I see you've mastered your own form of reading emotions." We laughed at her joke.
"No, it's just that obvious. So, you've been here the whole time right? You didn't just leave me behind right?" I asked, and I could see the hurt in her eyes.
"Well, I didn't have a say in anything, my dad made me come here. I wanted to bring you along too, but my father wouldn't let me. I'm so sorry Amara." I could tell she was telling the truth, C.J would never lie to me.
"Okay, so when do you think I can get out of here?" I asked hoping her answer would be less than a week. I was getting sick of lying in a bed, and it was less than a day.
"Two days, my dad says. What did you do anyway?" I knew she was going to ask that question eventually, it was inevitable.
"I don't remember. I was in my special spot in my room playing around and then I blacked out." I lied and she knew it. I hated when she did that.
"Tell me the truth Amara." She looked into my eyes and I knew I had no choice.
"Alright, I was playing with lightning when someone saw me and I chased them. We fought and he deflected all my attacks then he knocked me out and I woke up in a hospital bed…." I conveniently left out the part with the two voices.
"Okay, I'll by that for now, but I hope you tell me the full truth soon. You know that if you don't you could be in danger. There are some interesting things happening at Tower Prep right now. You coming here is no coincidence. You have to be really careful. Oh, and no one can know that the headmaster's my father, or that we're related." I stared at her confused, why would she not want to be my cousin. She knew I was confused, but chose to ignore it. I left it alone too; I noticed that she relaxed after I let it go. She has her secrets and I have mine, I guess that we'd both have to deal with it.
"Okay then. I'm curious as to why, but I won't ask now… Anyway, what's new? We have a lot of catching up to do… I see your hair's gotten darker." I said making small talk.
"Nothing really. Tower Prep has changed me in a way… You're right, we do have a lot to talk about, and I don't think that being in this room will help… Yeah, my hair's gotten darker. I see you're part blonde now." I couldn't help but smile. I had a blond streak in my hair on my part. At school it was my signature. It made me stand out, and I guess here would be no different.
"I got this last year. It made me stand out, it became my signature. You like?" She nodded and for the rest of her visit we sat there quiet, neither of us had anything of major importance to tell the other.
After she left I sort of just laid there. I was really bored and was looking forward to getting out of here and beginning my journey as a Tower Prep student. I needed the practice and knew it.
The next two days were really boring; I basically laid there and thought about my previous life. It was a waste of precious time. When the day came for me to finally go to Tower Prep I was surprised, I didn't expect what happened. My uncle walked in along with my cousin and five doctor/nurses. They all smiled at me, and I smiled back. I couldn't help but be confused.
"Are you ready Amara?" my uncle asked. I nodded, but noticed my cousin's expression. She was scared, and then I realized why. "Then let's begin." I was confused. Four nurses surrounded me and held me down. The fifth got our a needle from his pocket and jammed it into my left shoulder. Then the nurses let go and backed away from me. I didn't know what was going to happen, but I knew whatever they put in my arm was a sedative and that I'd fall asleep soon. My vision was already blurring. The last thing I heard was my cousin saying,
"It'll be okay Amara." Then I blacked out.
