Chapter 5 Music can be a Lifesaver
Randy
Again I can only hear voices swarming in my head. I put my hands on my ears and close my eyes tightly, trying to drown them out. When I open my eyes, I can see grandma's blurry shape in front of me. She's talking to me, but the others voices are so loud...
Brad
I've never seen Randy like this, or anyone for that matter. It's so scary to watch him. I can't imagine what must be going through him right now. Grandma told Mark and me about him being able to hear thoughts of other people and that that's his first power. She managed to get him to take control at school, but after about ten minutes in the ride home, everything went wrong.
Mark and I are now both home as well. We're in the attic, sitting on some chairs and grandma made sure mom and dad are not coming up here. We can't do anything but watch as grandma tries to get through to him. Just watching him go through all that agony, I just want to do something. He's putting his hands over his ears and closes his eyes, but we can tell it's not working. He opens his eyes again and then weakly asks grandma for help. That small voice coming through is just too much for me. I get up and walk to the attic door.
'Where are you going?' Mark asks me in a whisper.
'I just can't watch this right now. I'm going to get some fresh air.'
'But he needs our support.'
'Us sitting here watching him, doing nothing, is not helping him.' I tell him angrily before finally heading downstairs.
Mark
I watch Brad leaving with sadness. I know how he feels. I would love to leave, but I can't. Randy needs us. But Brad is right.. We're not helping him right now. And just watching him, being in pain, I just..
I watch grandma try to get through to Randy again, holding on to his hands, while Randy starts to cry... I don't think I've ever seen him cry before. This is horrible.. Why did he get that power? Why didn't I get it? Randy has been through so much already, he doesn't need this, he doesn't deserve it.
I have to fight the urge not to leave the room as well. I manage to do it, but I have to close my eyes. I can't stand watching the tears roll down his face and him pleading for help and for someone to make it stop. Oh god, I can't just keep sitting here without doing anything.. There has to be something I can do?
That's when I decide to try and get through to him as well. I close my eyes and empty my thoughts. Then I start a song in my head. I'm not a good singer, but it's not about that. I know Randy usually listens to music if he wants to relax. And one of his favorite songs for some reason is "Blackbird" from the Beatles. I also know the song and so I start to play it as loud as I can in my head and even try to direct it towards Randy.
Randy
Oh god... When is this ever going to end? There are so many voices... I know grandma is trying to calm me down, soothe me, but I can't hear her. And the voices are so loud, I can't focus on anything else. My head is killing me... I can't even make any of the voices out, can't find out what they're saying, I just want them to stop!
That's when I hear something different. Somewhere far in the background I can hear a melody. I'm curious about it, but all these stupid voices are in the way. I try to focus all of my energy on that one melody. It's becoming louder now and I can even make out someone's voice singing the words... That song sounds so familiar... It's so relaxing. I want to hear more and try to focus again. Slowly the voices start to become softer and they are moved to the background, until I can only hear one more voice. Paul McCartney sings "Blackbird" in my head. I can't help but smile through my tears as the voices are gone and my head feels normal again.
I open my eyes and realize I'm not hearing the song for real, it is only playing in my head. I look around and smile gratefully at my younger brother. I knew he was smarter than he gives himself credit for.
Grandma thinks it's been enough for one day and we go downstairs to eat. I make sure to freshen myself up first and then also grab my music player, setting "Blackbird" on repeat. It might be too much, but at least the voices stay away. Thanks Mark, I owe you one.
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A/N Here's another Supernatural chapter. I hope you like it. Next chapter I will be skipping forward, but just a little. More things will be explained briefly in the next chapter, but if you want to find out, read & review!
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