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(Grace POV)
I angrily walk in my room slamming the door behind.. Ugh I hate Niall right now. Who the hell does Niall think he is? All I could feel is the hate building inside me. Plopping myself on the bed, Why do I bother helping people?
When my roommate walks in her eyes shot up at me. She quickly pull her sleeve down trying to cover her bloody wrist. I walk over to her dragging her on the bed.
She been cutting since she was 15, the poor girl was sent here 2 years ago, but it doesn't seem she getting any better. I grab a towel lifting her sleeve, wrapping the towel around her cuts.
"Hannah you need to stop this."
She looks away. I can see the pain she was going through. I knew she wanted help, but her self-hatred to over her sometimes. I brush her golden hair out her face. She looks at me as her grey sparked at minds. I shot a smile at her.
knock knock
"Come In." Hannah answered.
The door slowly open revealing Niall I rolled my eyes and turn my back. I can hear his heavily footsteps walking to me.
"I'm really sorry Grace. I didn't mean what I said....and if I hurt you...I'm so so sorry."
"Whatever Niall."
"Grace please." He turns me around, holding my hips. "I'm really sorry."
Ugh he got me again, his sweetie Irish accent got to me once again... Why couldn't I just stay mad at him. I quickly look into his beautiful blue eyes.
"Niall you ma-"
Suddenly my chest burn and my body went numb. I back away from Niall. My head stared to pound as vision went blurry. I bend over leaning on knees.
"Grace what's wrong." Niall start to panic.
My legs felt weak as I hit the floor. I hold my chest. Within seconds my blood leak through my shirt.
"GRACE...what the Hell is happening?" He yells holding me in his arms
I Quickly grab on Niall arm, Trying to catch my breath.
"I'll get some help." Hannah runs out the room.
I can feel my eyes getting heavily, as my throat started burning.
"It hurts so bad... Niall?" I whisper in pain. My eyes shut as the voices around me start to die down.
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Grace dreams
(I woke up to find myself in the middle of a road, it was raining hard and I couldn't really see a thing. My hair was soak I could smell burned rubber filled the air. A huge crash echoed through my ears, rushing over to the noise my heart began to speed. When I got closer to the sound my chest began to stung and my blood was steeping through my shirt. My legs began to shaky as I walked closer. Then a car appear with a young man in it. I slowly open the door.
He looked like he was in his late teens, his hair was a curly mess, and his skin was pale lips blue. He had a huge piece of glass through his chest, my eyes watered. Poor guy. I feel all the pain he went through before he died. All time he was bullied, my heart mourned for him and I didn't even know him I go over to his dead body, digging into his pocket and pulling out his wallet. I soon as I open his name appear on a plastic card Marcel Styles. He was just a handsome lad. I gaze at the picture. I love how his curly hair was all over the place, and those cute dimple appear when he smile and can't forget those beautiful green eyes shining bright through his big glasses. A smile broke through my lip, but suddenly a white light appear blinding me.
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I slowly open my eyes the light above me blinded me, I can hear the heart monitor beeping loud in my ear and the rain droplets smashing at the window. Niall was standing looking out, his face looked worried and concerned as the tears rolled down his face, he runs his finger through his hair.
"Niall!" I choke out. His head shot right to me rushing over to me.
He let's out a heavily sigh.
"Oh thank God you're OK." A soft kiss was planted on my forehead. "What did you do to yourself Grace.. You could of died.....They think you stab yourself on purpose."
I look into his eyes, how was I suppose to explain this to him now. He's just going think I'm some crazy person. I bit on my lip turning my head away from him. He slowly puts his hand on my face turning it back to him. I close my eyes wishing he would just let me be.
"Come Grace. Talk to me, Please."
"It's complicated." I whisper.
Niall stares down at me with a concern look..Ugh Niall, stop it with the looks. He needs to go away so I could be left alone, I should just tell him that but I didn't have the guts to shoo him away. I've got so attach to him and I don't want to lose him. My mouth open but nothing was coming out. Niall stood there waiting for an answered .
"Fine Niall...... I-I have these abilities I-I can feel people's pain."
Niall face turn into confusion. "Grace what are you talking about?"
I let out sigh. I truly didn't want to tell him but I don't have a choice now. I can't keep lying to him.
"When someone gets hurt I can feel it, whatever happens to the person happens to me.. I know it sounds abnormal but that the fact...... I'm here to protect you."
He stands up from the bed looking dead in my face. His expression completely shock.
"P-Protect me from what?" He spat out
I bit down on my lip, fiddling with the hosptail sheets.
"You know..... that demon that try to kill you and your brother last year, that same demon that drive you in here. Well it's back and it wants you dead."
The room went silent. Nothing was being said, he turn his back to me. I can feel the tension filling the air, it felt like I couldn't breath. I look right at him, waiting for him to say something.
"How do you know all this... I never mentioned the demon was messing with my brother too." He paces back and forth.
"So you're not human are you?" He turn to me, before I could answer he interrupted. "That's why you got so offended. It all makes sense now." My eyes gaze at him. "Something was off about you but I just pushed it aside... What are you Grace?"
Those word stung through head, I knew the day would come, when he was going to ask that question. I truly wasn't ready to let my secret be glued in Niall brain. He might judge me, or not even talk to me. I took a deep breath, holding on cord that was connected to my chest.
"A witch... I'm a witch." I watched him.
(Niall POV)
I can feel a lump forming in my throat. Those words burn through me. For months I fell heads over heal for a witch..I wanted to run out of there, and just leave her there; but I cant ..I just cant. She help me so much since I came here.
"If your mad at me it's fine. I don't blame you. I'm S-"
"Don't apologize Grace.. It's fine I know your trying to help me and thank you so much."
She gave me a little smirk, I love to see her smile, it was so beautiful. She started to hold her chest.
"This really hurts." She rubs her wounded area.
"So..how did this happen? How does work?." I questioned
"In some way me and this person are connected, like how me and you are connected. So whatever pain the person is going through I can feel. So when your in pain I can feel it too."
I look at her dumbfounded, why does everything happens to me. I start to play with my lip. "So me and this person are connected." I asked
"Yea..That same demon that was haunted you is now messing with him..I don't know what it wants, but now its more vicious than before."
My glued on Grace. I knew how murderous this demon was, anybody that got in its way it will brutal kill them.
(NiallFlashback)
My skin burn when he threw the hot water on me. The cries for help echo through the place as my hands were handcuff to a pole. I felt a hard punch to my face witch cause my nose to bleed more.
"Shut your mouth..boy." he hissed.
I know this was it, I was going die. I couldn't take all this pain anymore. I thought of the times that my mum and I spend together the happy moments we had.
"If your going to kill me than kill me." I spat out. His eyes turn black as I felt a sharp pain to my stomach he pulls the knife out smiling as my blood stain the knife. My eyes widen.
(End of flashback)
"You will be fine nail, there's nothing to worry about." She said softy. "As long as your with me he can't come close to you." She smiled.
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The witches
"UGH how much longer are you going to take," Alene winded.
"Were almost there..just hold on. I'm still getting use to driving on left side." She chuckled.
"You're not bad, you will get it soon..... Holy CRAP look Demi!" Alene pointed
Demi stops the car, it went silent as demi and Alene steps out. The girls look at each other walking up to wreck car. The smoke filled there lungs as Alene choked.
"We should go." Demi said quickly.
"Demi we need to help the person." Alene claimed.
Both girls walk closer to the car, Alene gasp looking at the scary Scene. Blood was splatter everywhere the smell of death thicken the air.
"He's dead." Demi said sadly.
"Let's help him." Alene demanded
"For what he's already dead." She starts to walk to the car.
"DEMI." She yells."Help him..please."
"UGH...your so freakin annoying." She spat out, as she walks up to the car. "I'm going to need your help."
Alene nods her head. Walking closer to the car opening the driver door. She closes her eyes, setting her mind on Marcel. The glass slowly detach from Marcel chest levitated in the air, she slowly lays the large piece on glass on ground. Alene opens her eyes and smiled at the work she just did.
Demi walks over to the car and unbuckles his seat belt, dragging Marcel dead body out the car. Demi places her hands on his wound, her head tilts back as his wound closes up, she felt all his pain transfer to her.
Demi body went numb her vision became blurry, Marcel's body shot up as he gasp for air his eyes watered.
"Are you ok?" Alene ask rubbing Marcel back.
He looks over at Demi, He bushed his curls out his face. His skin was pale and his head was forced on demi.
"I was dying, what the hell happen?"
Demi looks at Alene there eyes glued on each other.
"Don't worry about it kid. Your live now. You should be happy." Demi answered
Marcel dull green eyes connected with Demi. He felt so much anger towards her, he did know what she did or how she done it but he knew she shouldn't have done it.
"WHY? Who said that I wanted to come back?" He angrily said.

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