Hiya Readers!
Well from the lack of reviews, I don't know how many of you actually like this story! But, judging from the amount of people who keep yelling at me (As if they need to xD!) on MSN to continue this story, I'll take my silent readers and beg you to review! It makes me extremely happy. Much thanks to Se0127 for correcting my many spelling and grammatical errors. I honestly hope I'll get a Beta Soon, my friend promised.. Hm.. Gotta hit her up on that soon. :)
This story, is how I kind of .. Vent. I feel bad for poor Jessica in a way, because as my bad mood escalates in any way, so does the tortures that she receives from Tom. :P As do the memories that she starts to get, they become more... Traumatic to her in her altered state. Especially when she regrets every moment of them. Also, Sorry for how badly this chapter came out. I hate it. But, I can't get by it.. -.-; I have a killer case of the Writer's Blocks. : So.. I'll stop typing this huge author's note and actually give you what you want.
Chapter Three to, It All Started with a Flash.
Jessica stopped her swing in it's tracks, looking straight at Tom. His face remained unchanged and he made a small, 'What' gesture with his hands. As in the present Jessica, the memory Jessica bit her lip, not knowing how to respond. Tom sighed sensing her hesitation and walked over to her swiftly, picking up a rock and made it look as if he was going to hit her full in the head with the rock. As if on an in pulse Jessica raised her hands shielding her head and let out a scream. Tom stopped in his tracks about a foot from her, although she was grateful for him stopping, she couldn't for the life of her figure out why he was grinning from ear to ear.
"Well, you are special like me!" He exclaimed not trying to contain his grin any longer. He poked the air in front of him and his hand stopped very close to Jessica. When he poked it, his finger went back slightly as if he was poking something that was solid and invisible right in front of Jessica. Jessica pressed her hands in the same fashion directly in front of her and gasped when her hands touched an invisible wall.
"Di...did I do that?" she asked as her eyes widened. Tom nodded in response his grin getting ever wider.
"I will teach you everything I know." He stated and tapped his hand over the 'wall' and it dissipated. He grabbed her hand, pulling her close to him, whispering softly in her ear at the same time. "The playground at 1 am tonight. Okay?" Tom pulled away from her ear and stared into her eyes once more. Jessica's eyes were still wide and she shook her head yes, still amazed by what she did.
That night, the two of them left their beds at about the same time, but arrived at the swing set at different times. Tom arriving first, as he had thought he would, greeting Jessica with the squeals from the chains of the swings as he swung back and forth. Although she was scared out of her mind for breaking curfew and oh so many rules by being out at this point and time, she felt.. okay doing so with Tom.
At the first sign of her entrance into the playground, Tom jumped up quickly and rushed over to the door. Shutting it silently behind her, as to not wake up the adults. Raising his pointer finger to his lips to tell her to stay quiet, he grabbed her hand and rushed off for behind the slide. The most unseen part of the playground.
Once there he sat down in an 'Indian style' and turned to look at his new... 'student.' "So.. do you know how to do anything already?" He asked, his voice sounded completely inquisitive. Jessica certainly wasn't used to this and yawned lightly, shaking her head no at the same time. "Hm.. Fine. This will be easy." and he jumped up, and took out his wand that he had taken out earlier.
"What the heckskies is that, Tom?!" Jessica's question blurted itself out as soon as she thought it and a look of embarrassment flashed across her face. He grinned lightly, and explained what a wand was. Telling her that it was a magical instrument that his mother was said to have left for him at the last orphanage he had gone to. She had left it for him, as something for him to remember her by.
"Well, that's what the people there told me. I think she left it for me, so that I could learn the special powers she had learned." His face was curled up in a grin as Jessica shivered much like she had earlier that day. She was beginning to suspect that it wasn't the cold that was causing her to do so.
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A little while later, the two of them were sweaty and running around the playground. Well, more exactly, Jessica was running around. Tom was busy making a blue orb type thing appear in his hand, and watching himself careful as he did so, as to teach Jessica the correct way of doing it. Keeping special attention to the way his hand and body reacted to the even slight changes in the blue orb. He grinned, looking up at Jessica who had stopped in her tracks. Her line of vision staring straight at the door.
Tom blinked once moving his hand so the orb would disappear quickly, and it did so, walking over to Jessica swiftly. He made a small face of annoyance as he saw one of the boys from his dorm staring at the two, a mischievous grin spread plainly on his face. The grin only spreading wider as he opened his mouth to yell for someone inside of the building. Tom quickly ran over to his side, catching his face in his hand, shielding his mouth and effectively stifling any means of a shout that the boy could manage. He pulled his hands towards him, dragging the boy by his face and allowing the door to shut noiselessly behind them.
Jessica watched the two of them before running back behind the slide, the boys joining her a short time later. Tom let go of the boy, throwing him to the ground quite hard.
"What are you doing out here, Keith?" Jessica managed to whisper, breaking the silence that had fallen over the trio. The third boy, who was barely a year younger then Tom shrugged lightly before rubbing his back, where he had landed against the slide.
"I could ask yous the same question." Keith spat out, looking from one to the other, another grin running like lightning across his face. "What are you two doing out 'ere?" His voice raising slightly as he asked the question, "You boths know you can't be out here past 'leven," Keith paused, his voice held so much excitement. He was finally able to get Jessica and Tom in trouble, something that he had been trying to do for ages.
"Well, Keith, it doesn't matter to me if you tell on us or not," Tom stated, his eyes moving to Keith's eyes never wavering from their spot once they caught the other boy's sight with his. "Because even if you tell, you'll still get into trouble. You are out here as well." He grinned slightly and Keith quickly blinked, trying to escape from the blazing silver eyes that still bore into his own brown ones.
"Fines. Just answer my question.. what are you twos doin' out here?" Keith rolled his eyes, thankfully free from Tom's patronizing gaze. Tom looked towards Jessica and she hesitated, thinking of how to answer him.
"Tom was showing me how to..." she paused again, not wanting to tell him the truth, but not exactly wanting to lie either. She was stuck. Her mother had taught her never to lie.. Her.. Mother. The thought brought tears to her eyes and she quickly brushed them away with the sleeve of her pajamas. She grimaced, "He was showing me how to.. build a sandcastle.." she whispered the last part, echoing the exact words that she herself was trying to show Tom, on that dreadful night. Tom nodded turning his attention back over to Keith.
"Yep. A sandcastle.. She's so much better than I at it, and you guys keep stepping all over her other ones, so I asked her to come tonight to show me. Where you guys would be asleep." he lied, easily, looking back towards Jessica who had turned a little bit away from the two of them. Her hands to her eyes as a few tears glistened down her face.
"Tom.." An abrupt sound pulled from the memory, the reason being only that it was shaky and weak. He wanted to see the poor sap who it belonged to. A grimace passed over his face for a split second, as he realized it belonged to Jessica. She was still sprawled on the floor, her blue eyes bore into his for the first time. "Tom," she repeated in the same tone, "Can.. we please.. stop for a bit.." she whispered. Her voice cracked even more in the soft tone. Tom felt a pang of regret but quickly stifled it, weakness. 'Weakness would not save the child now,' he thought to himself and coldly shook his head again. Raising his wand to her head, but as soon as he had done so, she let out a scream. The action made Tom blink, confused.
"I.. said.. break.." she whispered again, this time her voice didn't shake instead it sounded completely exhausted. "We.. can go back to them later.. I just need to sleep. Please.." she whispered again, shutting her eyes. Her hand reached out above her head as if it was searching for some comfort.
Tom stood up, regretfully and nodded. "Fine. Five minutes, rest up." And he walked quickly out of the cage, leaving the young girl to sleep.
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When Tom left the cage, it shut with a clatter behind him, and allowed him to walk to his own quarters which was too close to her cage. Right across the room. 'I need to change that,' He thought to himself before opening his door and shutting it behind him with a soft snap.
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As soon as Jessica was sure she heard the snap, she sat up. Her muscles in her body screamed in protest but she needed to sit up, it was hurting her much more to show so much weakness around Tom. But she needed to sort everything out.. She needed a way to get out of here.
Regretfully, she stood up swaying on her jelly like legs uneasily. Biting her lower lip, she walked over to the door of the cage, it barely making a squeak but of course..
..He heard it.
Tom slammed open his door, grabbing his wand and pointing it at her. "You little witch!" he yelled flicking his wand towards her yelling, "Stupefy," at the same time. The spell sent a red blob of color towards her, stunning her in her tracks. He grimaced at the girl, walking around her pondering what he should do to her. His wand tapped her as he went around, causing green sparks to come out of the tip. The sparks were as painful as they were amazing, if Jessica was able to talk she'd be screaming.
"You dare try and run away, Jessica? Do you now understand why I can't leave you alone? Why you can't be let go?" He paused, raising his wand once again at Jessica, this time to her face, directly above her eyes. "I do not, nor will I ever, trust you Bentley. You prove my assumption of you right, every time you pull something like this." Tom dropped his wand and turned on his heels and walked towards the door of the cage once more, resting his hand against the door frame. "And to think, tomorrow is the third anniversary of your Mum's death. I was going to let you go to her grave too," he grinned lightly and flicked his wand at her again, unfreezing her from the stunning spell. "Crucio." he hissed out, barely audible at the instant screams projected from Jessica's mouth.
Jessica struggled against the curse biting her lower lip until she tasted the copper-flavor of blood. She shut her eyes, forcing her mouth to stay shut only small groans of protest protruded from her barricade. Tom scowled, narrowing his eyes at Jessica. "Why don't I just kill you already?" He murmured to himself, and then shook his head, slamming the door of the cage hard, it locked automatically with a click. Almost at the same time, Tom's door slammed shut.