Disclaimer: I do not own LOTR but I do own Mia and Chris. More characters
to come!
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Chapter2
Mia awoke with a grunt. An unwanted ray of sunlight fell across her eyes. She rolled over to her other side to try and hide from the rude light that was preventing her from going back to sleep. As Mia stretched her sore back from its uncomfortable positioning in the tub she thought over her dream from last night and dismissed her idea that the stallion was getting brighter as it got closer. Mia replaced the idea with a more logical one. Her new theory was that the ray of sunlight had just obstructed her dream.
"Maybe I'm losing my visions." Mia pondered. Before she could stretch out more, a pair of hands grabbed her hair roughly.
"Well what was in your dream?" Chris asked in a harsh whisper.
"There was a white horse galloping through a wide plain." Mia replied in a strained voice.
"Now there's a good girl." Her step-father said and let go of her hair. "Get out now so I can take a shower."
Mia got up without a word, surprised that she had gotten away so easily.
As she waited for Chris to get out of the shower she thought of how her life had come to this. She once had a great life; a loving family and even bunch of friends. Everything was so flawless; the mother-daughter bond between Mia and her mom was very strong for Mia's father passed away when she was very young. Anyways her mother provided for Mia, giving her money, clothes, and freedom so long she maintained acceptable grades in school. Although Mia was no genius but she did try. Needless to say, life was very good to Mia and her mother. Sadly nothing can stay perfect forever.
In the summer of her freshmen year, Mia started having these odd dreams. At first she thought it was just déjà vu but when the dreams started to increase she realized that the dreams were more than just déjà vu, for the events that took place in her dreams happen a few days or weeks later. Mia's dreams were not all that clear, but words, numbers, people, places or colors helped her to interpret the dreams. She really began to believe that she was a seer, or psychic, when the horrors of September 11 came to pass. Only four days prior to 9/11, Mia had a dream and although she could not see anything she felt waves of pain, angry, shock, fear, and sadness pass over her. The dream had been so emotional she woke in tears. Mia shuddered at the thought of that dream.
At this point Mia decided she could not tell her mother about her dreams. She didn't want her mother to worry needlessly. So Mia and her mother began to drift apart. Mia regretted that she kept to herself for maybe then her mother wouldn't have been lonely and she wouldn't have found Chris. The moment her mother came home with Chris, Mia knew she couldn't trust him. But her mother was so in love with him Mia gave Chris the benefit of the doubt. The relationship quickly turned into marriage, but it wasn't until after they got married that Mia's first feeling about Chris came true. Chris and her mother began to fight more often. Chris gambled only a little back then but Mia's mom still didn't like that he was wasting their hard earned money. They always seemed to make up only because Chris held his wife's heart tightly in his hand.
It didn't take Chris long to realize that Mia had an ability that he could use to his advantage. Sometimes Mia talked in her sleep; she figures now that she goes into a trance occasionally after a dream. Her mother was such a heavy sleeper that she never heard Mia but Chris did hear her. He must have overheard her one night, for the next day Chris took her away violently ripping Mia from her mom and home. She can't remember what had happened that day, it was a complete blur, and she doesn't even know what happen to her mother. That was about two years ago. Chris has been pulling Mia around ever since, using her like a trained puppy so he can win his bets. She has escaped five times but time and time again he has found her. Mia was brought back from her memories when Chris came out of the shower, clean and dressed.
"Okay I am going out. You are not to leave, as usual." Chris called to her as he walked out the door.
Mia cringed as he slammed the door close and locked it. Mia went back into the bathroom to take a shower. Before going in she checked over her book. It was Return of the King from J.R.R Tolkin's Lord of the Ring series. Mia looked it over with tender fingers. The now useless book was the last one her mother gave her. At one time she had considered just tossing it because she didn't like to read. However now that she had read it numerous times she realized how much she liked it and reading. It had gotten her through the lonely nights she couldn't sleep or the times she missed her mother.
"I wish I had understood the book better and loved the whole set of books like Mom." Mia shrugged and placed it back on the chipped sink. The she slipped out of her clothes and welcomed the hot water that cleansed her.
After the shower Mia felt a whole lot better. She pulled on a t- shirt and jeans and went to sit down on one of the chairs and jumped back up.
"I can't stand it anymore! I've been a good girl for Chris too long, I want out forever!" She whispered angrily to herself.
Mia began pacing around, trying to think of what to do when it dawned on her. The window! There's a fire escape underneath, if she remembered correctly. She went into the bathroom, opened the window, grabbed her book and disappeared out into the open.
Strange glances from the town people came Mia's way as she stroll down Main St. Mia didn't care who looked at her, she was free and that was all that mattered to her. She was peeking in all the quaint shops picture- perfect windows when her eyes fell upon a pizzeria. Inside of the pizza shop was a girl her age working at the counter. Mia had joked, a long time ago, that she could work at a place like that.
"Maybe tomorrow I'll walk to the next town over and try to get money mowing lawns." She thought to herself.
The smell for the pizza was intoxicating so Mia, being as hungry as she was, went to the back of the pizzeria where she found one edible slice of pizza. She ate it and felt much better than she had in weeks. Seeing that it was getting a bit dark out Mia strolled over to the park. She figured that the park would be a good place to stay because Chris wouldn't be able to find her in there. As she was entering the park she could hear the birds chirping their goodnights. She also heard:
"You really didn't think you could get away, did you?" A voice called out.
Mia froze. "Chris is here, but how did he find me?" She thought franticly as she turned around.
"I bet your wondering how I found you." Chris said coming closer, smirking. "Well you made the mistake of walking down Main St. because there's a bar there that I frequently go to. I happened to glance up and saw you, not in the hotel room where I told you to say. I've been following you ever since."
Then he grabbed her shoulders and started shaking her. "Who the hell do you think you are, Mia? I lost my bets again because I was off following you!"
Mia broke away from him and took off running. She lacked endurance and energy but would never give in to Chris. She could hear him screeching after her but she ignored him and just concentrated on running. Tree branches hit her face, pine needles scratched at her arms. Just as she started to relax she tripped over a large root which sent her tumbling down a hill. When she landed at the bottom she knew she was in trouble. She tried to stay awake but everything was beginning to look fuzzy. She could just make out that Chris had come. He began hitting and punching her all over, she could only hold out for so much longer.
And then oddly the dream came back, the white stallion was there and as bright ever. The rider dismounted and came towards her. Mia could still feel blows raining down upon her but felt no pain. The rider in white held out his hand.
"I am dying?" Mia asked the rider. The rider just smiled and motioned to her to take his hand. So she did and felt a great burden being lifted of her chest. "I am dying" She realized and decided to accept it. She did not notice the bright light that enveloped her.
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Chapter2
Mia awoke with a grunt. An unwanted ray of sunlight fell across her eyes. She rolled over to her other side to try and hide from the rude light that was preventing her from going back to sleep. As Mia stretched her sore back from its uncomfortable positioning in the tub she thought over her dream from last night and dismissed her idea that the stallion was getting brighter as it got closer. Mia replaced the idea with a more logical one. Her new theory was that the ray of sunlight had just obstructed her dream.
"Maybe I'm losing my visions." Mia pondered. Before she could stretch out more, a pair of hands grabbed her hair roughly.
"Well what was in your dream?" Chris asked in a harsh whisper.
"There was a white horse galloping through a wide plain." Mia replied in a strained voice.
"Now there's a good girl." Her step-father said and let go of her hair. "Get out now so I can take a shower."
Mia got up without a word, surprised that she had gotten away so easily.
As she waited for Chris to get out of the shower she thought of how her life had come to this. She once had a great life; a loving family and even bunch of friends. Everything was so flawless; the mother-daughter bond between Mia and her mom was very strong for Mia's father passed away when she was very young. Anyways her mother provided for Mia, giving her money, clothes, and freedom so long she maintained acceptable grades in school. Although Mia was no genius but she did try. Needless to say, life was very good to Mia and her mother. Sadly nothing can stay perfect forever.
In the summer of her freshmen year, Mia started having these odd dreams. At first she thought it was just déjà vu but when the dreams started to increase she realized that the dreams were more than just déjà vu, for the events that took place in her dreams happen a few days or weeks later. Mia's dreams were not all that clear, but words, numbers, people, places or colors helped her to interpret the dreams. She really began to believe that she was a seer, or psychic, when the horrors of September 11 came to pass. Only four days prior to 9/11, Mia had a dream and although she could not see anything she felt waves of pain, angry, shock, fear, and sadness pass over her. The dream had been so emotional she woke in tears. Mia shuddered at the thought of that dream.
At this point Mia decided she could not tell her mother about her dreams. She didn't want her mother to worry needlessly. So Mia and her mother began to drift apart. Mia regretted that she kept to herself for maybe then her mother wouldn't have been lonely and she wouldn't have found Chris. The moment her mother came home with Chris, Mia knew she couldn't trust him. But her mother was so in love with him Mia gave Chris the benefit of the doubt. The relationship quickly turned into marriage, but it wasn't until after they got married that Mia's first feeling about Chris came true. Chris and her mother began to fight more often. Chris gambled only a little back then but Mia's mom still didn't like that he was wasting their hard earned money. They always seemed to make up only because Chris held his wife's heart tightly in his hand.
It didn't take Chris long to realize that Mia had an ability that he could use to his advantage. Sometimes Mia talked in her sleep; she figures now that she goes into a trance occasionally after a dream. Her mother was such a heavy sleeper that she never heard Mia but Chris did hear her. He must have overheard her one night, for the next day Chris took her away violently ripping Mia from her mom and home. She can't remember what had happened that day, it was a complete blur, and she doesn't even know what happen to her mother. That was about two years ago. Chris has been pulling Mia around ever since, using her like a trained puppy so he can win his bets. She has escaped five times but time and time again he has found her. Mia was brought back from her memories when Chris came out of the shower, clean and dressed.
"Okay I am going out. You are not to leave, as usual." Chris called to her as he walked out the door.
Mia cringed as he slammed the door close and locked it. Mia went back into the bathroom to take a shower. Before going in she checked over her book. It was Return of the King from J.R.R Tolkin's Lord of the Ring series. Mia looked it over with tender fingers. The now useless book was the last one her mother gave her. At one time she had considered just tossing it because she didn't like to read. However now that she had read it numerous times she realized how much she liked it and reading. It had gotten her through the lonely nights she couldn't sleep or the times she missed her mother.
"I wish I had understood the book better and loved the whole set of books like Mom." Mia shrugged and placed it back on the chipped sink. The she slipped out of her clothes and welcomed the hot water that cleansed her.
After the shower Mia felt a whole lot better. She pulled on a t- shirt and jeans and went to sit down on one of the chairs and jumped back up.
"I can't stand it anymore! I've been a good girl for Chris too long, I want out forever!" She whispered angrily to herself.
Mia began pacing around, trying to think of what to do when it dawned on her. The window! There's a fire escape underneath, if she remembered correctly. She went into the bathroom, opened the window, grabbed her book and disappeared out into the open.
Strange glances from the town people came Mia's way as she stroll down Main St. Mia didn't care who looked at her, she was free and that was all that mattered to her. She was peeking in all the quaint shops picture- perfect windows when her eyes fell upon a pizzeria. Inside of the pizza shop was a girl her age working at the counter. Mia had joked, a long time ago, that she could work at a place like that.
"Maybe tomorrow I'll walk to the next town over and try to get money mowing lawns." She thought to herself.
The smell for the pizza was intoxicating so Mia, being as hungry as she was, went to the back of the pizzeria where she found one edible slice of pizza. She ate it and felt much better than she had in weeks. Seeing that it was getting a bit dark out Mia strolled over to the park. She figured that the park would be a good place to stay because Chris wouldn't be able to find her in there. As she was entering the park she could hear the birds chirping their goodnights. She also heard:
"You really didn't think you could get away, did you?" A voice called out.
Mia froze. "Chris is here, but how did he find me?" She thought franticly as she turned around.
"I bet your wondering how I found you." Chris said coming closer, smirking. "Well you made the mistake of walking down Main St. because there's a bar there that I frequently go to. I happened to glance up and saw you, not in the hotel room where I told you to say. I've been following you ever since."
Then he grabbed her shoulders and started shaking her. "Who the hell do you think you are, Mia? I lost my bets again because I was off following you!"
Mia broke away from him and took off running. She lacked endurance and energy but would never give in to Chris. She could hear him screeching after her but she ignored him and just concentrated on running. Tree branches hit her face, pine needles scratched at her arms. Just as she started to relax she tripped over a large root which sent her tumbling down a hill. When she landed at the bottom she knew she was in trouble. She tried to stay awake but everything was beginning to look fuzzy. She could just make out that Chris had come. He began hitting and punching her all over, she could only hold out for so much longer.
And then oddly the dream came back, the white stallion was there and as bright ever. The rider dismounted and came towards her. Mia could still feel blows raining down upon her but felt no pain. The rider in white held out his hand.
"I am dying?" Mia asked the rider. The rider just smiled and motioned to her to take his hand. So she did and felt a great burden being lifted of her chest. "I am dying" She realized and decided to accept it. She did not notice the bright light that enveloped her.
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