Haunted by Evanescence
She made it down the hallway and found a staircase, running the whole way down. The place was a mansion, but somehow it didn't feel like one. There were many kids and other people around and some rooms had what seemed like classes. She remembered what that woman, Ororo said, 'School for the Gifted.'
Somehow, she made it to doors that opened up into a courtyard. Leaning against the doorway, she slipped her shoes on while watching the courtyard. Not many people were there though there were still too many for her liking. She was in a strange place with strange people; she couldn't recognize anyone. And the worst part was she didn't know if she should have.
"Hey." She whipped her head back to see the man that had restrained her was walking after her, Logan. She quickly slipped the other shoe on. "Hey!" She turned her back to him and walked out the door. All she needed to do was cross the courtyard without making a scene-
She felt a pull on her arm and instinctively twisted her arm out of the hold and whipped around, setting her hands into fists, ready to hit something. Logan raised his hands to show he meant no harm. "Relax. I'm not going to hurt you, not in front of everyone."
It was then that she noticed the many eyes on her. Unnerved, she kept her glare on Logan. Even with his promise not to hurt her, his eyes showed he would not deal with anything stupid. She relaxed her fists.
He figured he should tell her before she decided to split, or start an argument that neither of them would win. "Where do you think you're going? The next town is miles away and no one even comes around here. You won't get another ride for awhile now." She shifted uncomfortably, and he noticed. "You don't know what you're going to do, do you? You don't remember..." She clenched her teeth at the fact that he got to the truth so quickly. By this time, the kids around the courtyard went back to their own business. Logan raised a hand as if to touch the bandage on her head.
Her response didn't make him have any more sympathy for her than before. She was an arrogant woman who would be 'too strong and great' to take the help of strangers. "Listen, they're offering you a place to stay. Just until you figure out what you're going to do."
Her stare faltered and finally withered altogether. The truth of his words dug deeply at her and surfaced the fear she had buried at the room. Logan saw the transformation, though it was still slight for now. He leaned in and lowered his voice. "If anyone asks, I forced you to stay."
She made it down the hallway and found a staircase, running the whole way down. The place was a mansion, but somehow it didn't feel like one. There were many kids and other people around and some rooms had what seemed like classes. She remembered what that woman, Ororo said, 'School for the Gifted.'
Somehow, she made it to doors that opened up into a courtyard. Leaning against the doorway, she slipped her shoes on while watching the courtyard. Not many people were there though there were still too many for her liking. She was in a strange place with strange people; she couldn't recognize anyone. And the worst part was she didn't know if she should have.
"Hey." She whipped her head back to see the man that had restrained her was walking after her, Logan. She quickly slipped the other shoe on. "Hey!" She turned her back to him and walked out the door. All she needed to do was cross the courtyard without making a scene-
She felt a pull on her arm and instinctively twisted her arm out of the hold and whipped around, setting her hands into fists, ready to hit something. Logan raised his hands to show he meant no harm. "Relax. I'm not going to hurt you, not in front of everyone."
It was then that she noticed the many eyes on her. Unnerved, she kept her glare on Logan. Even with his promise not to hurt her, his eyes showed he would not deal with anything stupid. She relaxed her fists.
He figured he should tell her before she decided to split, or start an argument that neither of them would win. "Where do you think you're going? The next town is miles away and no one even comes around here. You won't get another ride for awhile now." She shifted uncomfortably, and he noticed. "You don't know what you're going to do, do you? You don't remember..." She clenched her teeth at the fact that he got to the truth so quickly. By this time, the kids around the courtyard went back to their own business. Logan raised a hand as if to touch the bandage on her head.
Her response didn't make him have any more sympathy for her than before. She was an arrogant woman who would be 'too strong and great' to take the help of strangers. "Listen, they're offering you a place to stay. Just until you figure out what you're going to do."
Her stare faltered and finally withered altogether. The truth of his words dug deeply at her and surfaced the fear she had buried at the room. Logan saw the transformation, though it was still slight for now. He leaned in and lowered his voice. "If anyone asks, I forced you to stay."