C 27. Emotional Upheavals

I looked directly at him and said, "Please, do not get close to me." Sure enough, my words are kind, but my action and my voice said otherwise.

He froze in place. Looking at my hand then on my face, but what surprised him was, there was no anger on my face but a creepy smile.

He involuntarily stepped back. As for me, what I saw is not just him but a swirl of colours in his body, around the chest and stomach.

The colours are not as thick as Serena, but they rotate fast. I quickly composed myself and stared at him with animosity.

"It's alright, I'm going." He said. He better leave or I will attack him. Despite that, those colours are attracting me. 

I put the chair back and fell back the way I was before, to sleep. Technically, I wasn't sleeping.

The surrounding table is silent for some time before they return to their activities. My table members on the other hand were trying to talk to me.

But I ignore them all. Amina with all her chatter was the only one that did not bother to call my name or asked me what Zhen did to me.

They thought that Zhen had some kind of fight with me and that was the reason I was angry at him.

I even get annoyed thinking that they should know what Zhen's abilities are, why were they asking me those questions. Then it occurs to me that maybe they did not know.

Well, I did not believe Mharoni didn't know.

A lot of tapping echoed in the hall. Food, I thoughts but I'm not hungry. I was only here because I was asked to come.

They said being around people lessen the effects of nightmare episodes to a minimum. 

Ahh, this girl too wants a warning from me.

I get irritated by a small growling sound, coming out of a tiger. Mharoni's tiger, it was said, it can identify the conditions of things.

So, Mharoni is testing or trying to find what is wrong with me. "Mharoni, stop it. Turn it off, it will offend him." Amina was saying that when I sat.

They all looked at me at the same time. But my instant focus was on Mharoni. Amina jumped on the table and blocked my view.

Sure enough, this little girl seems to know things. She drew my full attention not by her beauty but by her hair.

The hair is thick and black. I extended my hand and coiled my fingers around a bundle of silky, scary hair.

Pulling my hand as they slip off my fingers. In my eyes, each silk is very thick, and it was made of thousands of weaves of smaller hairs.

I leaned back, looking at her properly. She just watched me touch her hair without a puss.

As I observed her, she did the same. "You are heavy!" I said. She looked confused. 

That was the only description I have of her. Serena, the girl in my class, has a very thick red colour flowing in her body. The thickest I have seen.

Amina here has no colour in her body, but has thick black hair. But that was not what my senses were telling me. She is heavy, heavier than she looked, maybe close or more than Serena.

For some reason, I felt that every person has a different weight. But not the body weight, something different, not physical.

"Why don't you order something to eat?" She said. 

I ignored her, and I was going to lie back when a ripple appeared. The ripple has a frequency and my eyes were able to identify it. 

It was a conversation or to say a way of communication. 

The ripple says, "He is losing his mind, but he has nobody mutations, and also he is not an Endangered red!"

"Not all enhancers of red go mad, and not all enhancers are going mad too" 

When I looked at the source of those ripples, my eyes fell on Abe. He was busy eating his food without a care in the world.

He did not bother with me when I sat. As my eyes lay on his face, there was no change. Then to his eyes. 

They changed to indigo, two more eyes slit open from either of his eyes.

That is when he reacts. "Stop looking at them!" He shouted. I was going to say something, but Amina blocked me again.

This time with a bowl of Oat in her hand. She pushed a spoon of oat into my mouth as I was going to speak.

I found my rage and mind soothing at the same time. "Here, this one is good for you," she said. 

After that, she kept pushing oat paste on me until it was finished and was hushed to go to my room by her.

How the hell can this girl calm me? That question I ponder on till I reach my room.

I might have dreams and nightmares during sleep, but for some reason, I never felt afraid to sleep again.

Well, I do feel reluctant to sleep if it was not more than two hours I had a nightmare.

I lay on the table, thinking of today. Today I hate everyone, and I know I might fight any person that annoys me.

The only exception was Amina, I don't know why, but maybe because she is "Heavy" I don't even know what that signifies.

***

As usual, I woke up after the alarm while feeling exhausted. But when I opened my eyes I found myself in another room, strapped on a bed. 

Peter removed the restraint and I sat. It is a small room with a giant monitor on my left side. 

One person was in front of me, and another behind him. Manipulating the screen. Peter has taken his position close to the door.

"How do you feel?" 

Stupid question. The man was pushed back, nose bleeding. The tablet he was holding flew away from his hand.

I was the one who punched hard on his face, and I felt proud.