Chapter 6: We all have secrets

I found myself pacing in my room later once we got home. Ah crap! I can't believe I'm going to tell him. I have to. I keep his secrets, so maybe he'll keep mine. After Lois and Richard went to bed, I snuck outside and sat on the dock. I took my socks and shoes off and set them aside. I rolled my jeans up to my knees and let my feet touch the water. Once I felt it on my feet, the nerves began to calm down and I was wearing down a little bit. I felt tired, but I was still awake.

I heard heavy footfalls on the dock walk closer and closer. A face with dark hair and brilliant blue eyes appeared next to my reflection. "Something bothering you?" Clark asked. I looked up and found him sitting next to me.

"Yes." I replied. I leaned against his shoulder where his suit felt smooth against my skin. "There's something I have to tell you, but I don't know how to say it and how you'll react to it." I stared at my black and blue ankle bracelet I made, then across the harbor.

"I'm listening. And you talk whenever you're ready." He took my hand and gave it a gentle and comforting squeeze. I took in a deep breath getting ready to tell him, but I couldn't find the words.

"I have abilities." I finally said in a small voice sitting up. "I can hear exactly like you, I can read minds, and I can control water."

"You can read minds?" He asked. I nodded. "So, what am I thinking?" I faced him and concentrated very hard. He wasn't thinking of anything. He rubbed the back of his head as if something was bugging him. Then I realized it was me reading his mind that he was feeling.

"You're not thinking of anything," I proved to him. "Right now, I can hear people's thoughts from across the harbor, all the way to the heart of the city. It goes the exact same way for hearing."

"And as for the water ability,"

"I can freeze it, unfreeze it, shape it into any form I want it to be in, and I'm pretty sure I can whack people with it." I explained. I showed him by moving an amount around.

"That's…incredible." He tried to find words for it. "How long has this been going on?"

"It's been like this since a year after you left." I replied, "It was hard. I had killer headaches and everything ended up drenched in water. Not only that, but I didn't tell anyone."

"I remember what is like when I first learned that I had abilities." Clark explained, "It was exciting, but I was afraid, like you." We were silent for a few minutes. I leaned against him feeling a bit out of it. "You may want to put your shoes on."

"What for," I asked as he pulled me up.

"You'll see." He replied. I did what I was told and Clark suddenly swept me off of my feet. He carried me bridal-style in his arms. "Hold on tight." I wrapped my arms around his neck and we lifted off the ground. "I'm sorry for the pain I caused when I left."

"How did you know about that?" I asked.

"I felt the same way the entire time." He replied. He shifted my position so I was right next to him as we flew the water. His grip around my waist and hand was gentle. I let my free hand touch the water and it made intriguing ripples. My eyelids began to feel heavy as I leaned against Clark. The warmth that radiated from him made me feel like I was in bed and his scent made me drowsy.

My eyes closed and I fell asleep. I could still hear everything around me though. I could feel him carrying me in his arms again and I heard soft footsteps in the grass. The door hinges creaked ever so slightly as the door opened. Clark pulled the covers on my bed down and gently laid me in my bed. He draped the covers over me and left my room. Sweet dreams, Sarah.

I woke up finding myself in my bed. My shoes and jacket were by my bed on the floor neatly next to each other. I got out and went downstairs to the piano. Hmm, what do I feel like playing today? Jason was watching TV while Lois and Richard were sitting in the kitchen.

I sat on the bench and decided what to play. Coldplay's 'Viva La Vida' came to my mind. I heard Jason come over to sit next to me and watch.

"What's this song called?" Jason asked.

"Viva La Vida by Coldplay." I replied.

"I like it." He grinned. I grinned back at him.

"Me too," Once the song ended, it morphed into 'Clocks'. I played more songs for about an hour or so until my wrists began to throb painfully. I walked into the kitchen to the fridge and pulled an icepack out. I sat at the table and let the ice ease my wrists.

"Sore wrists?" Richard asked. I nodded.

"I've been playing for about an hour or so." I replied.

"Lois and I are going on a date today. Are you up to watching Jason while we're gone?"

"Yeah, I'll watch him." I accepted the job.

"Great." He exclaimed, "We're leaving at two." I got up and took my icepack to the living room where I flopped down on the couch.

'Jason, do you mind if I change the channel?" I asked. He shook his head. I flipped to the Syfy channel where 'Doctor Who' was on.

"What's this show called?" Jason asked.

"Doctor Who." I replied.

"What is it about?"

"Well, there's an alien called the Doctor, who is a Time Lord. They travel through time and space in spaceships called the TARDIS." I explained to him, "The Doctor's looks like a blue police box on the outside, but it's much bigger on the inside. He meets other people and creatures who are the bad guys. He ends up saving lots of people. And sometimes, he save the world."

"He's an alien like Superman?"

"He's a good alien just like Superman. Only he doesn't have superpowers." We were silent for a few minutes.

"He talks funny."

"He has a British accent." I explained. Then I began talking with an accent just to show him how. "Would you'd like a can of spaghettios?" Jason began giggling and nodded. "Wait here, I'll be back." I said in my normal voice. I walked to the kitchen and made Jason's lunch. I walked back to him as soon as it was done cooking.

"Thank you." He tried to say in a British accent. I chuckled.

"Keep practicing and you'll get it perfect." I smiled. Two hours passed by before we knew it. Richard and Lois came down the stairs dressed snazzy.

"We'll be back around nine or ten." Lois told me, "Oh, we can't thank you enough." She hugged me, "What would we do without you?"

"You'd be completely lost if you didn't have me." I grinned. She patted me on the back.

We'll be back." She replied. Richard gave me a quick hug and the two of them headed out the door.

"Bye, Mommy. Bye, Daddy." Jason called to them.

"Bye, Sweetie. Do what Sarah tells you because she's in charge." Lois called back. I flopped down on the couch again and Jason sat next to me. We watched a couple of more episodes of Doctor Who and I felt like playing the piano again.

My sore wrist slightly throbbed as I played, causing me to wince. I lost track of time on how long I was playing. Jason came up to watch. His faced paled when he saw my hands. They felt a little wet and sticky.

"What is it, Jason?" I asked him.

"You're bleeding!" He screamed. I stopped and looked at my hands. He was right. Two cuts were on my wrists and blood was oozing out on the keys.

"Jason, sit on the couch. I'm going to the kitchen to clean up." I instructed. He did what he was told and I ran to the kitchen and turned the sink on. I stuck my hands in the water to alleviate them. The most bizarre thing I have ever witnessed happened before me. Water was flowing to my gashes and surrounded them. The gashes were closing, leaving a pink line on each wrist and soon faded away.

I shut the water off as I stared at my wrists. There wasn't a single trace of the wounds. I touched the area where they were, but I didn't feel any pain. "What the-?" I breathed. I grabbed a wet paper towel and went out to the piano to wipe the blood off the keys. Just staring at it was giving me the creeps. I shivered slightly at the sight of it. As I was wiping the keys, Jason came up to me.

"Are you okay, Sarah?" He asked. I held my wrists out to show him.

"I'm fine." I assured him with a smile. I ruffled his brown hair and he smiled back. "I'll go make you some dinner. How does that sound?" He nodded and headed back to the couch. I took the blood-covered paper towel and threw it in a sack that I tied a complicated knot and tossed it in the trash.

I pulled out some hotdogs and Mac 'N' Cheese and began to prepare them. I couldn't help it, but I kept staring at my wrists. You'd be staring at your wrists if they were healed before your eyes. I turned my attention back to the cooking food which was soon done.

I brought the food out and sat on the couch next to him. I check the clock which read 7:30. I took the empty dishes to the sink as soon as he finished and walked back. "We got to get you in the shower at 8:00." I leaned against the couch for a good twenty minutes thinking about what I discovered today. I heard a familiar rustling of fabric from outside. I grinned in delight. Good because I have something to tell him.