Authors Note: Cole, I owe you an apology. This took me longer than
expected. I promise to write sooner. I just hope you actually check the
page.
"Leave Helena alone," Dinah shouted. She wasn't afraid of Cole, not in the slightest. "We took you in and fed you. The least you can do is show her some respect." Cole dropped to the ground, the air gone from his lungs. Helena came tumbling down, dropping into a roll so she didn't hit the ground hard. "I hate ungrateful brats," Helena muttered, marching towards him. She was ready to do serious damage. Dinah grabbed Cole's wrist, focusing on his mind. He was too busy trying to breath to struggle. She found his mind, awash in fear. He was lost. He needed a fix. God the pain was killer. He didn't know women could kick like that. God, why hadn't he stayed back home. Sure they called him a freak, but he didn't have to deal drugs. Dinah pulled back. "Is all that true?" "Is all what true?" Cole asked, head spinning. What had that woman just done? "Do you deal third eye?" Dinah asked. "Answer me, Cole." Her voice was calmer than a huffing Helena, still ready to split his skull. He figured someone reading his thoughts was a lot better than a severe beating. "Yes," Cole replied. "I just started today. I need the money. I need my daily fix. This is the easiest way." "Hooking innocent people on drugs is the easiest way?" Helena asked, controlling her voice. "Watching them suffer in an attempt to be normal is easy? Can you hear what you're saying?" "I don't know how else to live," Cole muttered. "I can raise people in the air. WOO HOO. I'm a freak. They can put me in a damn sideshow. That's all I'm good for Helena. But when I have third eye, I'm free. I'm a normal human being with no problems other than what normal people face." "What about the comedown," Dinah asked, resting Cole on his back. "That's hell. It's four times worse than heroin, I hear." "Why do you think I keep getting more," Cole asked, tears in his eyes. "The boss will give me more. The boss will make sure I'm safe." "He's getting delusional, Helena," Dinah sighed. "We need to take him somewhere. I vote back home." "Sure, but next time he gets to levitate you," Helena growled. "We'll keep him locked up tight. Maybe a blind fold?" She offered, trying to make her friend feel better. "Fine," Helena sighed. She turned to Cole. "Don't you dare try that again."
Dinah helped Cole to his feet, leading him along. He was sore and uncomfortable, but it served him right. His head was starting to ache, as well as his eyes. He knew he was coming down, and soon he'd lose control.
Zeke wandered back to check on the kid. It was his first day. He was bound to make a few mistakes. The girl who was responsible for broken sales all over town was leading him away with her. He was walking, okay limping, along side her. A traitor, and he had a stash. It was time to talk to the boss.
"Leave Helena alone," Dinah shouted. She wasn't afraid of Cole, not in the slightest. "We took you in and fed you. The least you can do is show her some respect." Cole dropped to the ground, the air gone from his lungs. Helena came tumbling down, dropping into a roll so she didn't hit the ground hard. "I hate ungrateful brats," Helena muttered, marching towards him. She was ready to do serious damage. Dinah grabbed Cole's wrist, focusing on his mind. He was too busy trying to breath to struggle. She found his mind, awash in fear. He was lost. He needed a fix. God the pain was killer. He didn't know women could kick like that. God, why hadn't he stayed back home. Sure they called him a freak, but he didn't have to deal drugs. Dinah pulled back. "Is all that true?" "Is all what true?" Cole asked, head spinning. What had that woman just done? "Do you deal third eye?" Dinah asked. "Answer me, Cole." Her voice was calmer than a huffing Helena, still ready to split his skull. He figured someone reading his thoughts was a lot better than a severe beating. "Yes," Cole replied. "I just started today. I need the money. I need my daily fix. This is the easiest way." "Hooking innocent people on drugs is the easiest way?" Helena asked, controlling her voice. "Watching them suffer in an attempt to be normal is easy? Can you hear what you're saying?" "I don't know how else to live," Cole muttered. "I can raise people in the air. WOO HOO. I'm a freak. They can put me in a damn sideshow. That's all I'm good for Helena. But when I have third eye, I'm free. I'm a normal human being with no problems other than what normal people face." "What about the comedown," Dinah asked, resting Cole on his back. "That's hell. It's four times worse than heroin, I hear." "Why do you think I keep getting more," Cole asked, tears in his eyes. "The boss will give me more. The boss will make sure I'm safe." "He's getting delusional, Helena," Dinah sighed. "We need to take him somewhere. I vote back home." "Sure, but next time he gets to levitate you," Helena growled. "We'll keep him locked up tight. Maybe a blind fold?" She offered, trying to make her friend feel better. "Fine," Helena sighed. She turned to Cole. "Don't you dare try that again."
Dinah helped Cole to his feet, leading him along. He was sore and uncomfortable, but it served him right. His head was starting to ache, as well as his eyes. He knew he was coming down, and soon he'd lose control.
Zeke wandered back to check on the kid. It was his first day. He was bound to make a few mistakes. The girl who was responsible for broken sales all over town was leading him away with her. He was walking, okay limping, along side her. A traitor, and he had a stash. It was time to talk to the boss.