The Secret Life
Pain
There were no further arguments with Destiny's name. So I am assuming you are all pleased. And just for the record, I don't plan on changing her name again, thank you (:
Disclaimer: I do not own Gone.
I like to dedicate this chapter to Serge, who happens to have a KILLER hangover.
"I don't feel the way I've ever felt.
I know.
Gonna smile and not get worried.
I try but it shows.
Anyone can make what I have built.
And better now
Anyone can find the same white pills.
It takes my pain away."
-Pain, Jimmy Eat World
Night fell over the FAYZ slowly. Destiny stared out of her window longing for her home in Perdido Beach. But the halls of Coates academy were now her home. She had to face that. But your home wasn't supposed to make you uncomfortable and on edge constantly, was it? She let a sigh escape her. She was trapped. But she wasn't going to admit surrender just yet. She needed to leave. But this time she had nowhere to go, she already had screwed her first home up and now she was left with no place to run and no place to hide.
"Destiny," She heard a daunting voice call. She swung around to see who the owner of the cold voice was. She was not surprised.
"What are you doing up so late?" Drake smirked.
She suppressed a shudder as his whip arm wrapped itself around his body. She couldn't find her voice.
He stepped closer until there was only a margin of air separating them. She flashed back to when he first whipped her. It started off like this, him taking advantage of her moment of vulnerability. Thinking of that, she stumbled back and Drake had an amused expression on his face. She turned around and went smack into the wall behind her. She fell to the ground with the ringing of Drake's laughter in her ears.
***
Jay looked around the east side of town. His eyes sweeping over the wreckage that used to be his favourite places, but it was the graffiti that really got to him. Obscene words, warnings to freaks, warnings to Sam. It comforted Jay to know that someone else despised the freak with the light almost as much as him.
"Jay Lee," A voice greeted him.
Jay's head whipped around to see where the voice had come from, Zil Sperry, leader of the normals, but more importantly the one who wants to take down Sam as much as he does himself.
"What brings you to the normal part of town?" He asked.
***
Destiny awoke to the sound of violent sobbing, not long after she realised it was her own. She looked around her where she saw Drake standing over her. She looked around and discovered they were just outside Coates Academy. She shuffled back on her hands and knees, breathing heavily as Drake just laughed.
She pulled herself up off the ground wincing with the incredible pain. How long was I unconscious? She thought, and what did he do to me? She finally got herself off the ground and attempted to start to run. She didn't go very far and ended up on the ground almost screaming with the pain.
"Why did you do this?!" She shrieked at Drake.
"It was fun." He said as it was obvious.
"But Caine, he won't like this." She wasn't even sure about that herself.
"Ha, what will Caine do? You were only here a week. You think anyone would care?" He laughed.
Destiny pulled herself off the ground, again but this time receiving a painful head rush. She started running again, away from Coates, away from the sickening boy with the whip hand and lasted about three minutes until she collapsed not knowing if she had a pursuer.
***
It had been at least a week since anyone had seen Destiny. It had been at least two weeks since Sam had faced Astrid. A flood of overwhelming emotions flooded over him. Guilt, sadness, anger and most of all longing. He knew he should go see her. But he just couldn't bring himself to do it. Everytime he went to see her he gave up.
You are Sam Temple. You are a leader. You can do this. He repeated in his head. His heart started to race as he approached Astrid.
If I had a dollar for every time the word 'pain' was in this chapter I would have
...
*counts on fingers*
...
A lot of money (;
Well anyway, song suggestions, improvements, comments and poetry are welcome and appreciated.
-hippy
Xx.