Ch 9: Just Can't Anymore

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"Clarity you are no more dangerous than any other metahuman out there, even any regular person. I'm more likely to kill someone than you are. Now will you just eat something? Use your powers? Do something other than whatever it is your trying to do now? Anything else, Please...for me?" Sara reached out to put a hand on her closest bent knee.

"No touching." Clarity denied moving her leg before Sara's hand could touch. "And I've told you I'm not hungry and I'm never going to use my powers again. I'd rather die."

Sara pressed her lips together, she reached out and tore the picture from Claritys grasp holding it out of her reach.

"Hey! Give that back!" Clarity objected.

"No, no I'm not just going to sit here and watch you waste away. You want this back your going to eat something." Sara denied. "You finish the strawberries you get the photo. Until then this stays with me."

"I'm not hungry." Clarity denied again.

"I don't care, you have to eat." Sara held the strawberry cup out to her.

"I don't have to do anything," Clarity snapped in reply knocking the cup out of Sara's hand. "Give me my picture, it's not yours."

"No, I told you the deal. Your not getting this back until you eat. Why do you keep looking at this anyways? Clarity, he treated you like shit." Sara reminded. "I saw how he talked to you back at the bureau I don't even want to imagine what he was like when you two were together."

"That doesn't matter. Yes he was an ass but I still love him." Clarity countered. "I loved him," She amended switching to past tense. "and I killed him. Just like he thought I would. He was always terrified something like this would happen. I proved him right. I haven't been staring at him." Clarity denied. "It hurts too much too look at him, I've been staring at me. At...at how I used to be before...before all of this freaky metahuman bullshit ruined my life, before I ruined, before I ended so many others."

"Clarity..."

"I just I need it all to stop okay? I don't want to have my eyes glowing like I'm some kind of freak every time I look in the mirror, I don't want to feel everything humming all the damn time, I don't want to have to be careful about how much force I use when I go to to open a jar of peanut butter without it cracking in my hands or to hesitate and have to think about touching another person, for me to have to make sure I'm calm enough that I won't fry them alive. I'm sick and I'm tired of these stupid powers. I can't live with them anymore."

"Clarity, I know your powers can be difficult to manage sometimes but that's no reason to-" Sara began, reaching out to hold her, try to offer one of those consoling hugs Clarity was always so quick to dish out to everyone, but instead Sara was sent flying back onto the floor from a nasty shock of lightning. A cry of pain escaping the assassins lips cutting off whatever she was about to say.

"I told you not to touch me!" Clarity snapped huddling herself back into a corner. Holding her hands close to her chest. Fresh tears in her eyes, she hadn't meant to do that. She was upset her lightning had a mind of its own reacting to her emotions, especially when she was keeping it bottled up like she was.

"Didn't think you were gonna try to fry me like an onion ring." Sara groaned pushing herself up wincing as she clutched her stinging side. Amaya, and Mick came rushing into the room. Amaya went to help her up. Mick just stood by the door staring at Clarity. Fresh glass of water in his hand for her.

"Great, more people. Get the whole team in here why don't you? Small metal box, in an even bigger metal box with a human taser what could go wrong?"

"Clarity, we're here cause we're concerned." Amaya told her. "You're not well."

"Just get the hell out and leave me alone." Clarity demanded. "Stop shoving food in my face, and dangling things to look forwards too in the future in front of me like you give a damn. You aren't listening to me. I've told you already. I don't care, I'm done, I killed the only guy I have ever loved I want my powers gone! If they won't go then I fucking will before I hurt anyone else. How many times do I have to say it? What are you waiting for another massacre? For me to kill someone else? Because I'm not."

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