Memories start to flood my dreams again. At least this time they aren't so depressing. All the hatred from my past is gone. Memories of the guy I was dating invaded my dreams. Yes, he was nerdy-looking but I still loved him. His name was Jeremiah Anderson. He was five feet eleven inches tall,really skinny, red military-cut hair wearing round framed glasses. We been together since November 10th, 2009. Right when I was fifteen and he was days away from being seventeen.
After awhile of being together he started acting like he had a split-personality. He would swear up and down he was possed by a demon named Zero. I nevered believed him though, judt thought he was a bit crazy. Well up until now at least. All the possibilities are drilled into my mind from the moment my soul was turned into a demon.
I heard someone weeping over me. Wetness keep hitting my face. My arm felt something sticky near me. No memory of what happened before I fell asleep. Slowly opening my eyes, Silver was crying over me. "Why are you crying?" Silver seemed startled to hear me speak. His eyes dried up and was filled with joy again. He sat me up and embraced me tightly.
"I'm just happy you are okay."his voice was still shaky. I noticed there was a puddle of blood around me. Was that my blood? "Yes, it is yours. But don't worry I healed you. You're okay now." The more he answers my unspoken questions the more it creep-ed me out. "It's a power I posse, dear."
"Power?" This is a first anyone has mentioned anything about powers. He stopped embracing me an looked me in the eyes.
"Yeah, everyone here has countless abilities, or powers. One of mine is to read minds. It's something I can't really control." he rambles on. "Been meaning to tell you but it keep slipping my mind.I also wanted to help you discover yours after you got adjusted to all the changes. That's if you are up to it at least." I nodded. At least when I find my powers I will be able to defend myself better. "Good. Right now you need to get back to full strength before we could do anything." He laid me back down, cleaned up the blood then laid down beside me in the same bed.
I laid my head on his chest and listened to every heartbeat until I was able to sleep peacefully again.
"I've been in love but its painful, pointless and overrated"