Darkest nights

Speaking your mind

(Hey, I changed the cover! Feel free to tell me what you think!)

My mind was racing, images flashed behind my eyelids like memories, pain shot from the back of my eyes and through my whole body. I could see a room, hear a women ask "are you sure this is a sacrifice you'd like to make?" My mouth formed a yes before suddenly there was weight in my arms. if felt like a child, I couldn't see but I felt the weight tugged away. My mind couldn't register anything that was happening, all I knew was the yells and the feeling of sadness.

And suddenly I was awake, my head throbbing and everyone leaning over me "you...fainted, Nama tried to make a connection and it worked until you fainted and dropped it..." Tix said, she leaned over me, checking every inch of me to make sure I was ok, though to be truthful I felt awful, with the pain in my head, the pressure feeling in my chest, not to mention I felt ill.

I nodded and sat up, slowly, unable to lean on my arms. "Do you think i...could find somewhere to lay down? I just, I feel Ill..." I mumbled, scanning the room for something, anything I could vomit into. As if reading my mind, Advan handed me a bucket, allowing me to abandon the contents of my stomach.

It made no sense to be quite honest, I'd never felt this way durring any connection, but then again I haven't exactly experience any connection like that, it was as if I was in my mind or judging by my headache, her mind was forcing it's way into my own.

"What...happened? That's never happened before..." I asked, peaking up over the rim of the bucket. The old women smiled, sitting in a small chair, she looked like your typical grandmother, small, wrinkled, delicate, not once would I have thought she was capable of that.

"Dear, it was an emotional connection, like a bond but not permanent." she informed, smiling through wrinkled lips. "a connection like that allows you into a persons mind, it allows you to see thoughts, memories, emotions...its as though you are the same mind...a bond though, it lasts longer, allowing permanent access to those areas, and not always with permission."

All I could do was nod, acknowledging that this information had reached it to me. My eyes looked to Tix and she nodded at me "C'mon, let's get you upstairs...some rest will do you good after that joy ride." Spoke Tix, her hand extended to me and I took it, forcing my legs to support me. They wobbled like a drunk women and Tix smiled, putting my arm around her shoulders to support as much as she could "Let's go Wobbles." the house was difficult to move through In my state, in the 3 minutes it took to get myself upstairs, I'd knocked 2 pictures off the walls and ran into a hall way table.
When we finally arrived I knew that table had left a bruise judging by the pain in my leg, it reminded me of when I used to bump into the coffee table back home, my mum laughed at it every time, though I'd only ever get mad about it. my mum's death was hard and knowing I spent most of my life bickering with her didn't help...

Tix pulled me through a door and helped me sit down. The room was the ugliest yellow I'd ever seen, and the bright white sheets on the bed didn't help the brightness of it all, though the dark wood furniture really did help tone it down, it was just the bare walls you had to squint at.

Tix gave me another smile, leaning on the door frame "This is the spare room, it's abit...eugh, but it's better than the living room, yea?"

"It's better than being in a room against my will..." I chuckled slightly and she nodded, tapping her nails on the wood.

"Yea, I suppose that's true, isn't it? Well I gotta get back to help Lexin with some stuff, I trust you'll be ok, I'll let you know if we need you, or when supper is." She pulled the door shut behind her self and I was suddenly alone with my thoughts...

I'm not sure if that was good...