“The road’s too busy for you to cross on your own. Here I’ll hold your hand.” Charley looked at the road, which was absolutely empty, then looked at him, eyebrows up. He held out his hand for a bit, and when she didn’t take it, grabbed her hand from its pocket and held onto it tightly, pulling her along the deserted road. She was half dragged, half walking when they reached her shortcut.
The woods were eerily empty, considering the weather: sun filtering through the tall trees, falling on the floor like specks of glitter. The wind was but a breeze, cooling the stuffiness the trees provided.
The woods were eerily empty, considering the weather: sun filtering through the tall trees, falling on the floor like specks of glitter. The wind was but a breeze, cooling the stuffiness the trees provided.
And then came Jase, barging through like it was his home, hustling past the trees, and leaving the leaves on the lower branches swaying.
He let go of her hand, and picked up a thick branch, swaying it from side to side, knocking the leaves off the trees.
“Erm, excuse yourself, but what are you doing?
“Being a kid,” He grinned. “It’s fun being a kid isn’t it?”
“You don’t have to do that to act like a kid, you look like a one 24/7,” she retorted, smirking.
“Oh ha-ha, very funny,” he said, straight faced.
“Yeah… can you put the branch down please?”
“Why?” he said, hitting the trees harder. “What you going to do?”
“For your information, I happen to like trees very much, and if you’re killing the leaves, I ain’t going to be very happy.” She said her tone daunting.
“Look, I know you’re a naturist and everything, but calm down! Sheesh kebab!” he turned to face her, his eyes big.
“I’m not angry! And can you stop doing that?!” she said in a very exasperated sounding tone.
“Where are you taking me?” she added in a smaller voice.
“Hold on, naturist means a person that roams about naked and getting tied to trees and stuff isn’t it?” he turned and grinned, “Boy, I hope you ain’t one of them, I don’t want to be seen out with a naturist!” He paused. “Oh and I’m taking you to my house.”
“I don’t want to go to your stupid house! And why do you never listen to me? Aaargh!” her face and hands felt as if they were on fire, burning with rage. She had to take it out somewhere, otherwise she would end up hitting Jase, and so she punched the nearest tree with her fist.
“Hold on, naturist means a person that roams about naked and getting tied to trees and stuff isn’t it?” he turned and grinned, “Boy, I hope you ain’t one of them, I don’t want to be seen out with a naturist!” He paused. “Oh and I’m taking you to my house.”
“I don’t want to go to your stupid house! And why do you never listen to me? Aaargh!” her face and hands felt as if they were on fire, burning with rage. She had to take it out somewhere, otherwise she would end up hitting Jase, and so she punched the nearest tree with her fist.
For a second, time stood still, then, as if in slow motion, the tree flamed a bright orange, and then time went back to normal, and the tree exploded in to little shards of wood, white sparks jumping off, the noise deafening.
The tree disappeared in less than a minute, and in its place, there was an empty space. Jase looked at me mouth open, eyes unblinking. The silence was unbearable, but even she couldn’t bring herself to speak.
The tree disappeared in less than a minute, and in its place, there was an empty space. Jase looked at me mouth open, eyes unblinking. The silence was unbearable, but even she couldn’t bring herself to speak.
What had I just done? Burnt a tree and made it disappear? Is that normal? No. She relayed the event that just happened like a video loop. Over and over again, she saw that tree blowing up into thousands of small pieces of wood. Shrapnel you would call it. But no. It wasn’t normal. What on Earth did I just do? I’m a monster!
“What the hell did you just do?!” said Jase, as if reading her mind. He walked into the space where the tree should have been and shook his head. “No. This is some kind of illusion isn’t it? You’re trying to trick me, make me look like a fool, while some idiot over there is filming the whole thing right? Right?!” he was getting heated up, she could tell. “Right?” he said again, “Please tell me I’m right,” his voice quietened.
“What the hell did you just do?!” said Jase, as if reading her mind. He walked into the space where the tree should have been and shook his head. “No. This is some kind of illusion isn’t it? You’re trying to trick me, make me look like a fool, while some idiot over there is filming the whole thing right? Right?!” he was getting heated up, she could tell. “Right?” he said again, “Please tell me I’m right,” his voice quietened.
“No.” she shook my head, her voice small.
“Well, what did you just do then? Cuz I can tell you straight, this ain’t normal!” He shook his head vigorously and pointed around him, as if that was going to help the situation. Charley looked at the floor, and started mumbling excuses.
“What?! Look at me!” he forced her head up, grabbing her chin.
“I said I don’t freaking know deffo!” she screamed at his face, her cheeks burning with rage.
“Don’t you flippin’ talk to me like that, I ain’t your little brother o.k.?” his voice was menacingly quiet and slow.
“Listen jerk, you’re the one who brings me here, forcing me to go to your house, then you get me mad, and now you’re telling me not to talk to you like that?! How does that work?”
He put his finger on his chin and acted like he was thinking, “Oh, I’m sorry, who just blew the freaking tree up again?! I wonder who! Oh! It was you! I hate to break it to you, but no-one normal can do that, freak!” he was raging now, his face red and he gasped, trying to catch his breath back.
“Well, what did you just do then? Cuz I can tell you straight, this ain’t normal!” He shook his head vigorously and pointed around him, as if that was going to help the situation. Charley looked at the floor, and started mumbling excuses.
“What?! Look at me!” he forced her head up, grabbing her chin.
“I said I don’t freaking know deffo!” she screamed at his face, her cheeks burning with rage.
“Don’t you flippin’ talk to me like that, I ain’t your little brother o.k.?” his voice was menacingly quiet and slow.
“Listen jerk, you’re the one who brings me here, forcing me to go to your house, then you get me mad, and now you’re telling me not to talk to you like that?! How does that work?”
He put his finger on his chin and acted like he was thinking, “Oh, I’m sorry, who just blew the freaking tree up again?! I wonder who! Oh! It was you! I hate to break it to you, but no-one normal can do that, freak!” he was raging now, his face red and he gasped, trying to catch his breath back.
“Whatever,” she retorted, turning her face and walking away.
“EY! You just gonna ignore it like it was nothing?! Come back here!” he grasped her stood standing on her tiptoes, so close their noses were almost touching.
“You go home, and pretend this never happened, and I’ll do the same.” she was about to turn back around and walk away, as she had intended, when he stopped her again.
“You are a psychopathic freak and you live with it. I can’t. I ain’t gonna go home and pretend it never happened, cuz it did, and that’s that.” He said, super calm. He started stomping back the way they were going, clutching her hand tightly, as if he would never let go.
“Ow, you’re hurting me, let go!” Charley whined, struggling in his tight grip.
“Oh, just shut it, Charley.” He warned, but she continued struggling. Not understanding why she should listen to him.
“Let goooo,” she whined again, annoyed this time.
“NO!” he stamped his foot on his ground, and just like that, ice formed around his shoe, and spread like a fire (ironically enough) in all directions, cracking along the way. All at once, it disappeared.
He let go of her hand slowly. “Whoa...” It was his turn to be speechless.
“And you’re calling me a psychopathic freak eh?” Charley said with a smirk.
“This isn’t normal. Omygod, what are we?” He said with a frown.
“Don’t lie (!)” she said, thinking the exact same thing. “Well, you could say: freak, freako, freakazoid, unnatural, inhumane, abnormal, twisted, mad, nightmarish, barmy, nuts round the bend, irregular, queer, and the list goes on.” she said cheerfully, counting them off on her fingers.
Jase looked at her, his eyes wide in awe. He shook his head once; eyes closed, and then looked at her again. Doesn’t this girl ever get scared?
“EY! You just gonna ignore it like it was nothing?! Come back here!” he grasped her stood standing on her tiptoes, so close their noses were almost touching.
“You go home, and pretend this never happened, and I’ll do the same.” she was about to turn back around and walk away, as she had intended, when he stopped her again.
“You are a psychopathic freak and you live with it. I can’t. I ain’t gonna go home and pretend it never happened, cuz it did, and that’s that.” He said, super calm. He started stomping back the way they were going, clutching her hand tightly, as if he would never let go.
“Ow, you’re hurting me, let go!” Charley whined, struggling in his tight grip.
“Oh, just shut it, Charley.” He warned, but she continued struggling. Not understanding why she should listen to him.
“Let goooo,” she whined again, annoyed this time.
“NO!” he stamped his foot on his ground, and just like that, ice formed around his shoe, and spread like a fire (ironically enough) in all directions, cracking along the way. All at once, it disappeared.
He let go of her hand slowly. “Whoa...” It was his turn to be speechless.
“And you’re calling me a psychopathic freak eh?” Charley said with a smirk.
“This isn’t normal. Omygod, what are we?” He said with a frown.
“Don’t lie (!)” she said, thinking the exact same thing. “Well, you could say: freak, freako, freakazoid, unnatural, inhumane, abnormal, twisted, mad, nightmarish, barmy, nuts round the bend, irregular, queer, and the list goes on.” she said cheerfully, counting them off on her fingers.
Jase looked at her, his eyes wide in awe. He shook his head once; eyes closed, and then looked at her again. Doesn’t this girl ever get scared?
He pushed the thought back when he saw that she was staring at him and decided to hold her hand once again and start running so she didn’t wander off.
They soon broke into a jog, much to the amusement of Jase. Charley had put up so much of a force, and was so adamant that he let her go; he was surprised that she still went along with him.
Soon after the nice jog through the woods, Jase stopped abruptly, causing Charley to bump into him. She looked around where they had stopped, and saw that they had just come out of the woods, and an isolated house was situated there. It was painted white, with an old fashioned looking back door, and a modernised extension. Charley looked at it and smiled, revelling in how beautiful the house looked.
They soon broke into a jog, much to the amusement of Jase. Charley had put up so much of a force, and was so adamant that he let her go; he was surprised that she still went along with him.
Soon after the nice jog through the woods, Jase stopped abruptly, causing Charley to bump into him. She looked around where they had stopped, and saw that they had just come out of the woods, and an isolated house was situated there. It was painted white, with an old fashioned looking back door, and a modernised extension. Charley looked at it and smiled, revelling in how beautiful the house looked.
Jase was bent down, hands on knees to recover from his ‘fast’ jog, and Charley disliked the fact that his face was regaining its normal colour, and in fact going paler than usual a bit too fast for her liking, whereas her face was still a burning red.
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