Arthur note- Ok, this is my shortest chapter yet, but I promise my next chapter will be twice as long. Thank you so much for the reviews guys. I love you all! Well just not in that way… --' Aw, whatever, I will just let you read this extremely short chapter.
Chapter Four – Washing it all away
Irma got home, ten minutes later, and walked in her house, trying her best to act natural. "Hello, Irma. On time for once." Her mother greeted. Irma rolled her ocean blue eyes.
"I prepared your favorite dinner!" Her mother said, smiling.
"I am not hungry… I think I will take a bath." Irma murmured.
Her mother gave a long sigh. "Just don't spend the night in there again. Your brother needs to take one too."
"In… three hours and four minutes!" Christopher, whined, as he scampered in the room.
"I only need three hours." Irma muttered, trudging to the bathroom. Her mother sighed. When Irma reached the bathroom, she shut the door and locked it.
Concentrating hard, she made a warm stream of water, fly out of the faucet, filling the tub in seconds. Irma slipped out of her tank top and shorts, and slipped into the water, refusing take off her swimsuit.
Irma grabbed a bar of soap, and scrubbed her body. By the end of her three hour bath, the soap was no more. Irma clambered out of the tub, as her mother shouted, "Five minutes, until your brother needs in, hurry up!"
She quickly swatted of the drips of water. Irma closed her eyes, and wished, for a second and opened her eyes. Her pajamas had appeared on her body. Irma walked upstairs, and to her room.
Locking her door, Irma ran to her bed and sobbed into her pillow. "Oh Leafy!" She cried to her turtle that was across the room. "I have had the worse day! I don't think I will ever be able to face the world again."
There was no response from Leafy. Irma choked on a sob, and sniffled. "Why me?" she muttered over and over, until she fell asleep. A few hours later, Irma woke up crying. She gasped for breath, as she wiped away tears. 'Maybe that didn't happen.' Irma thought, hopefully. Irma looked at clock. In large red numbers, it red 12:23. In smaller lettering it said, June 17th, and yesterday had been the 16th.
"No!" Irma hiccupped, into her hands. "I am such a pathetic fool." Irma told herself. Corny was right! She was an immature idiot. She was a terrible water guardian, she did not deserve to be blessed with her precious powers. Terrified to return to the awful flashback nightmare, Irma blinked away tears the whole night, watching the minutes slowly pass.
By the time the blood-red numbers read 6:00, Irma had dark bags under her eyes. She soon nodded off, only to wake up sweating. Taking a deep breath, Irma left her covers, and walked over to the bathroom. Without removing her pajamas, Irma filled up the bathtub, and plunked in.
Irma took a beep breath, as she felt the water caress her body. "I must be strong." Irma muttered to herself. If I am not, the other will find out, and Will would be upset that the water guardian couldn't do her job and Cornelia, would tease and taunt her for the rest of her life. Suddenly, a new question crossed her mind.
What would happen to Martin? She would never be able to survive a minute next to him, let alone the school year. There was no way possible she could tell her parents, and not have the others find out! The fact that a police men's daughter had been raped, would never be able to be kept on the down low.
Irma gave a loud sob, into her hands. "My life is ruined." Irma said softly. "I will never find a way out of this. I don't fear Phobos, but I fear Martin Tubbs. I am the feeblest person in the world."
Author Note- Ok, again, sorry about the short chapter! Hope it is good enough. If anyone else has a fanfiction, tell me I would love to read it. I can't guarantee I will read it though, as I don't know what all the shows and stuff you are writing about. I refuse to read slash, sorry.