The mentally brave ( Editing)

"I don't know" I am pulling at my hair, head bent, held by my knees.

"I didn't just see it this time! I felt it too" Harry is still on the floor by the tilted chairs.

"I didn't mean to hurt you" I look up at him tears running down my cheeks.

"Are you ready to tell me the truth?" He gets up from the floor and walks over to me

"Why? You'll think I'm a freak like all the others" I say quietly.

"I might think that without you telling me, so it won't make it any different"

"I- I don't even know how to explain it" I am looking at my hands downcast.

"Try" I can tell by the sound of his voice that he feels played by my lies.

"I have a condition" I tell him, still not able to meet his eyes

"Which is?" He is trying hard to get me talking faster.

I am silent. I can't bring myself to say the truth out loud. It has been so long since someone found out about me and that almost ended badly for me. Who knows what will happen this
time?

"Liz, if you don't tell me the truth I can't help you! I need to know what I'm dealing with" He says in a soft voice, sitting himself next to me.

"You still want to help me?" I am confused.

"Of course! I said I will, I keep my word" He says but in a nonchalant tone.

"Aren't you scared of me?" It was my turn to ask

"I don’t know if there is anything to be scared from yet, since you haven't said a thing"

"It's a long story" I say

"So you better get started" He gives me his half smile, turning his body to me, letting me know he is listening.


13 years ago:

"Mummy, I want Ice cream for supper" I run into the kitchen my doll in hand.

"Why don't you have Ice cream after supper?" She smiled down at me

"Can I have it before?" I ask

"Come on, eat some fish fingers and then I'll give you Ice cream" She pulls out a chair for me.

As I sit and eat my food, dad walks in to the kitchen still holding his briefcase.

"Daddy!" I yell happily and reach out for him. It makes him drop the briefcase, which opens and spills the lot. 'Shit' I hear him think, though I thought he said it out loud

"Daddy! Mummy doesn't like when you talk like that" I tell him

"What?" He stands up looking at me

"You said the shhh word" I say frowning at him

'What the hell?' He was looking at me

"You did! I heard you" I point a fish finger at him

"Lizzie, what did I tell you about telling tales?" My mum says to me.

"But I'm not I heard him" I will not let this go

'What the fuck is wrong with her' My dad thinks looking at me
"You just said the F word" I accuse him

"That’s it Lizzie, no Ice cream" My mum tells me.

I start crying, screaming that he did say those words and he's a liar for not telling the truth.
The whole time my dad is watching me eyes wide, a shock exception on his face

8 years ago:

"Lizzie" My books are knocked out of my hands by Adam. His friends laughing like monkeys.

"Git" I say bending to pick them up.

I make my way down the hall, the boys are following me like they do making fun of me. When I come across the girl's bathroom I go in to get away from them.

By the sink stands Sam, Adams girlfriends and her pack of bitches. I ignore them and walk in to one of the stalls.

"So Tomorrow is 2 months since Adam and I started dating, I'm going to make this night special" Sam tells the girls.

'I just made his night special yesterday' I hear Ellen's thought.

I don't usually use people's thoughts for my advantage but I had enough of Adam bullying me, and Sam and her friends had a fair share of bullying me as well.

"So I was thinking taking him back to my home since my dad is out of town" Sam goes on

'We were getting off at the local' Ellen is off again, so disgusting. Without thinking I walk out and up to the group of girls. They all stand looking at me as if I am an insect.

"Sam I overheard you say you and Adam are having your big night tomorrow" I smile at her.

"What does that have to do with you?" She makes a face

"Nothing really, though to tell you the truth I was surprised.. You see, I was quite sure Ellen here was dating him" My smile turns sly.

"Why on earth would you think that?" She rolls her eyes and laughs as if I'm a nutter.

"Well I did see her getting it off with him at the local yesterday" I look at Ellen. She has sham written all over her face.

"What is this??" Sam gives Ellen a dark stare

"I guess this is my cute exit then" I smile "Best of luck on your happy day tomorrow" I wave and walk out.


"You read people's minds??" Harry sits up straight

"Well, I can, but I try my best not too"

"Do you read mine?" He asks me

"No" I watch for a reaction

"Why not?"

"I can't" I say simply

"As in you don't want to?" He is having a hard time understanding me.

"As in I can't" I repeat.

"Why?"

"I don't know" I shrug

"Is something wrong with me?" He asks in alarm

"I'm the one who has something wrong with her" I tell him

"Why am I different?" He looks at his hands, turning them sideways as if he'll find the answer written on them.

"Harry, I just told you I read people's minds but yours, and you are asking me what is wrong with you?" I shake my head not being able to help but smile.

"That doesn't explain how you just threw me across the room with nothing but a glance" He remembers.

"That part of my problem came later" I say

3 years ago.

As I hear the people's thoughts I run over to the car closer to me. I see his curls first.

No. Not him. It's not his time. I kneel down beside him looking around for a way to get him out from under the car.

"Please! My sister" He says two kinds of pain washing over his voice. The pain to his damaged body and the pain for his sister.

I look to where the other smashed car is, noticing it for the first time. I can't get a read on her. I can't get a read on any of the people who occupied that other car. They are all dead.
I gasp as I realize what that means.

"Please! My sister! get my sister" He is losing consciousness.
I see his two legs are what are keeping him trapped. I've got to get him out. I start to panic. I can't let this boy die, not this one. I wish I could lift this car. If I could just lift it for one moment, just so I could pull him out. I am looking at it. Tears are filling my eyes at the thought of his situation. At the loss of his sister.

Just then a feeling I can't explain went through my body, and the car lifted just a bit. I look at it amazed. I remember Harry. I get a hold of his shoulders, lifting him a bit so I can stick my hands under his arms and pull him out. It was hard since he is much heavier than me. Much bigger. But I Succeed. I stay by his side, stroking his face until help comes, the whole time I watch the other car.

"You stayed by my side?" He asks

"Yes" I nod

"That is… So Amy died straight away? You don't think she suffered?" Harry had tears in his eyes.

"No.. I don't think she felt a thing" My face is wet from my own tears.

"Thank you" Harry wipes at his face.

"What for?" I mimic him wiping at my own tears

"For telling me the truth, and for staying with me" He smiles

"You believe me?" I am amazed at how fast he was at accepting what I have just shared with him.

"It makes sense to me. I knew the car was raised, and I knew you opened the door last night without touching it"

"Harry you can't tell a soul what you know! You have to promise me" I catch his hands and fix my eyes on his.

"I promise, if you promise no more secrets"

"No more secrets" I say letting go of him.

"So what are you?" He asks me lying down

"What do you mean?" I was waiting for these questions to come.

"Well are there any more people who can do what you do? Can Natalie read minds as well?"

"No she can't and I've never met another human being who can do what I do" I sigh

"So this is a mutation then" Harry decides

"I don't know" I say "My mum took me to lots of doctors who put me through so many tests but they all came back fine" I answered him

"The doctors knew?"

"No, we never told a soul, my mum just said I suffer from headaches and sorts, I get them from loud noises" I tell him

"So picking up the car was the first time you made something move?"

"Yep, though I'm not sure how that works yet, I'm still trying to figure it out"

"What else can you do?" He asks me

"That’s it" I laugh

"Wow it's like you're a super hero or something" He grins. I watch his face light up, those dimples of his will be the death of me.

"I'm no super hero" I tell him

"Yes you are" He comes closer to me "You are my super hero"

"How do you figure that?" I ask him, my eyes not leaving his.

"You saved me" He is very close to me. Once again I am feeling dizzy, as if I'm lacking oxygen.

Harry looks at me funny, than comes even closer.

"I always knew you were special, but know I know the extent of it"

His lips are so close to mine, though I see two pairs. I feel my eyes roll back, than everything goes dark.

Notes

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