Chapter 18: Coming Too
Megana could feel something cold on her face. She tried to open her eyes; they stung and didn't want to do what they were told. After a few seconds she made them obey. She was lying on a couch in the living room. Rachelia was kneeling beside her holding a wet cloth to her cheek. The others were standing around her giving her a sense of claustrophobia. She tried to sit up but immediately the room began to spin.
Flopping back on the arm of the couch she found her voice. "What happened?" She noticed she had begun to breathe very heavily.
"Your body couldn't take the sudden loss of power." Her trainer was looking at her from behind the couch. "Don't worry you'll get used to it."
She turned to Rachelia, "Did you pass out too?"
She looked around and finally answered, "I didn't faint but I defiantly felt it."
Megana let out a long sigh, "So, I'm weak."
There was a silence then Krystia spoke. "Its normal for people to react differently to how their powers drain them."
"The point is, you were able to move the ball on your first try. That is very rare." Replied Jeremiah.
The complement brought a slight smile to Megana's face but she quickly wiped it away.
"I think we ought to leave. She needs her rest." Rachelia said removing the cloth from Megana's cheek and placing it on her forehead.
Jeremiah nodded beckoning to Megana's trainer. "Charlotte, is there any thing she can do in the meantime?"
"Just to do what we were doing today. And be sure you won't be interrupted by anybody."
"Well, that's a no brainer." She answered sarcastically.
The group just smiled relieved at the break in the tension.
"By the way," Jeremiah started, "talk to the Smiths. They might know more than you think they know."
Charlotte took the two of them home. As she drove she lit a cigarette. The smoke streamed from the car through the slightly open window.
"You smoke?" she asked holding out the pack.
"Only when I can." Megana answered snatching the pack from her hands. She lit one up and sucked the cancer causing smoke as if it were her last lifeline.
She passed it back to Charlotte. She held it behind her head for Rachelia, but just like Megana had predicted she refused.
"She's the most anti-smoking teenager you will ever find outside the Mormon religion." She smiled as Rachelia planted her palm to her head.
Minutes later, Charlotte dropped the girls off at Megana's house. The girls stopped to talk for a minute before they went in.
"What do you think Jeremiah meant by saying that my parents knew more than I thought they knew?" Megana asked.
"I don't know but lets ask them tomorrow. I still kneed to sleep on all of this information."
"Fine by me." Megana ended.
They opened the door and stepped inside. Erica was sitting on the couch watching Oprah while John read the Sunday paper.
"Hi Hone. We were wondering when you would be getting home. We saved some dinner for you two. I figured you two would be hungry after your training."
A/N: R&R please and thank you ;)