Chapter 6: Who we were, What we've become
(Kandi's POV)
My name is not Kandi. I don't know what my real name is. All I know is what I've been told, and I know that the memories stored inside me aren't mine. I know this, because I just don't feel that I'm Kandice. The real Kandice Harris died the moment she was taken away from the docks. I would have to try and convince myself every day that Richie was in love with me, but I knew that it was a lie. He was in love with Kandice, not me. I awoke to Theresa's snoring and I sighed. She was slumbering deeply and there would be nothing that would wake her, except for Mrs. Rodriguez, the owner of the facility. I quickly got dressed, not waiting for the other kids to get up. I wanted to get out of the house, and away from my reflection. I knew that Keisha, my subconciousness would be bugging me. For some odd reason, though, she hasn't been talking to me. I figured that maybe she finally went back inside my mind. I zip up my coat and sigh. It was after February and Richie slept through Valentine's Day, not that it mattered much. Valentine's Day was a pointless Hallmark holiday. No matter how much I knew that Richie was in love with the real Kandice Harris, I still loved him. In fact, I planned to spend part of my Saturday going to see him in the hospital. Then, my thoughts went back to Richie's parents. I knew that Mr. Foley didn't like me, but Mrs. Foley, I wasn't so sure. Something about her was loving, then there was the side of her that I felt, the dark side that was rarely let out. When I got the hospital, Mr. Foley wouldn't even let me see Richie. He believed that I was the caused of the whole incident. But, I had done nothing wrong. I mean, what could I have done? 'He's being an idiot.' Said a voice
I turned to look in the window, and saw Keisha looking back at me. "Shut up…" I muttered
'I was merely stating my opinion.'
"You don't help much."
"I wonder where that blonde pipsqueak is…"
I stopped as I overheard some thugs talking in an alleyway. All of them were smoking cigarettes. When I took a closer look at them, they weren't thugs, but they were large college kids, maybe football players. "He was so stunned when we were done with him that he merely walked away." Said another
I felt my psychic powers rising, and I took me a lot of control to keep me from doing damage. The tallest was skinny with black hair and what looked like to be red eyes. He took a long puff and sighed. From listening long enough, I only knew that this guy's name was Louis. "He was such a good fit that he helped me hold back." He said
My eyes widened and I felt anger swell up in my body. They were the ones that raped Richie! I was sure of it! The way that they talked about him, like he was some piece of meat to be trashed. I don't know what came over me, but I before it, I was in the alleyway, with my psychic powers ready to kill.
(Richie's POV)
I awoke to find myself in a hospital room. The last thing I remember was crying and taking Dad's painkillers. My body felt like crap and I'm trying hard to regain my strength. In a chair next to the window was my mother. She had dark circles under her eye and I felt bad for making her feel so upset. I began to regret trying to commit suicide. The people around me were hurting and I had caused it. Mom stirred and awoke to find my weak smile. She began to cry tears of joy as she gave me a light hug. "You made me so worried." She sobbed
Her tears went down my back and absorbed into my hospital gown. "Was everybody worried about me?" he asked
I looked in her green eyes as she nodded. "Of course they were." She said
My thoughts went to Kandi. I wanted her to come in her with her pretty light brown eyes. I hated to make her sad, and I guess that's what made me love her. As I hugge dmy mom close, I felt a sharp pang in the back of my head. Mom looked at me awkwardly. "Richie?" she asked
"Nothing mom." I said
(Kandi's POV)
I don't know what came over me, but I all could feel and see was anger. My gray hoodie was over my head and the college boys couldn't see my face. They didn't have to, all they had to do was feel my psychic powers. I had gotten inside of their heads and began playing on their worst fears, then their bodies began to shut down on them. Louis was the only one left. I wanted him to suffer the worst. From that moment forward, all my emotion left and all that was there was rage. Louis ran and my body had lifted off the floor at that time. My light brown eyes changed to a deep bloody red. I began gaining speed on him, until I had cornered him in an alleyway. His body shook with fear and I laughed. Not a normal evil laugh, but a psychotic one. I tried to regain control, but it was as if something took over. I was no longer Kandice or the unknown shell in this body, but Noir herself, or as she was called, Enchanted. She used my powers to make the man bind up his body. Louis was talking hysterics and was starting to tremble, despite how hard of a hold she had on him. His fear fueled her more. "P-please don't…" he said
"Don't what?" asked Enchanted, smirking a bit
"Don't k-k-kill me."
Enchanted laughed and Louis pissed his pants. She gripped one hand on his throat and began to squeeze. "You don't know how much damage you've truly done." She said "You violated him in more than one way."
I tried hard as hell to break free from the shell that I was in. I had to be in control of my body. I didn't want to be a murderer. Lucky for me, Static came and zapped me a bit. I knew that I would be in pain, but that was a small price to pay to put Enchanted back in where she belonged. She let go of Louis, who scampered away. "What brings you here, Static?" she asked
"You were going to murder him." He said
"So
what? He's a lowlife that raped your friend, why should you
care?"
Static stared at her wide-eyed. Then, he squinted his
eyes at her. "What are you talking about?" he asked
She gave one of her psychotic laughs. "I mean Richie of course." She said "He was raped. I was just getting revenge."
"You think killing the rapist would help?"
"Rapists, there were more than one. Well, I gotta go, see ya sparky."
With that, Enchanted made my body fly away, but Static wasn't far behind. She made a dumpster fall straight for a bunch of people. Static had no choice but to help the citizens of Dakota. As she landed someplace near the docks, I began to gain control again. My body was weak and my knees buckled under me. As I sat on the damp ground, my body racked with sobs. It hurt when Enchanted tried to kill Louis. Then, I felt fear as I realized that Enchanted was still with me, I could never get rid of her, no matter how hard I wanted to. She was my psychotic side that only wanted to kill. "Richie…" I sobbed
Enchanted didn't love Richie as I did, all it wanted to do was kill. He was an excuse for her to break free. She only came out when I was truly weak, like at the laboratory that I was 'born' in. I promised myself that she would never get out, now I'm not sure if I can keep it anymore.