Psychic Enchantress

1“The subject appears to be stable. Reducing the amount of anesthetic in her system, the small injure we gave her on her arm, seem to have healed in an unusal time frame as a normal human being would heal.” I heard a male voice explain.

“How was the CT scan on her brain?” I heard a female ask.

“Everything seemed normal. There were no abnormalities.” The other male replied.

I tried to move my arms but they were tied down to the bed I was on.

“Subject is awake and disruptive. Sedate her.” The male voice erupted.

“Let me go!” I cried.

I couldn’t see anything or anyone. It seem as though I had something over my eyes. I can’t believe they caught me again. I should’ve seen it coming. I should’ve went inside when Mason left last night, but I stayed out to look at the stars. That’s when I saw a van come to a stop near my driveway. A man got out and before I could get away, he injected me with something that made me pass out.

“This is kidnapping!” I shouted furiously.

“No child. We’re performing some tests that will leave you unharmed. When we’re finish, you’re free to go.” A man calmly explained.

“If you had to come that far to get me, its abduction.” I snapped.

I tried breaking free but my ankles had some sort of brace on them as well. I screamed in case someone would come to my rescue. I screamed louder and louder.

“Sedate her!” The man shouted.

I heard a clashing sound in the room but I had no idea what it was.

“What the....telekinesis!” The man shouted. “Subject appears to have a supernatural power.”

Wait what? I have no powers. Other than Psychic stuff.

I felt something pierce my arm and my body went weak.

It got cloudy for a minute and then I felt a hand behind my neck. I felt something lift off my face but I couldn’t move. Its like I was trapped inside my mind again. Oh crap.

“Xayla?” I heard a familiar voice call.

Mason?

“Xayla?” The voice called again.

I felt my hands and ankles go free but I still couldn’t move. I heard the door jangle and fear immediately returned to my body which shortly turned into anger.

“Someone came in here!” I heard a man’s voice shout.

“Tie her back up and investigate later.” Another man said.

Oh hell no. No one is coming near me. I tried my best to get out of mind like Gran had taught me and it worked like a charm.

The minute the man layed his hand on me I got up and screamed. I felt a wave of anger come over me so strong that I felt like killing the entire staff body in the hospital.

I turned my eyes on the man and I saw the needle in his hand. I raised my palm towards him and he went flying. I did the same to the other guy and they both passed out. I don’t know how I did it but i’m too pissed to even think about it. I sensed that someone else was in the room. I looked around the room and my eyes landed on the closet door. I felt a wave of shock and relief came over the person and I knew it was another doctor.

“Whoever is in the changing room, get out now. I know you’re in there.” I threatened.

The door slowly opened and a male figure came into sight. The only thing I saw is that he was dressed as a doctor and it made me even more angrier.

“Xayla its me” the doctor said calmly. His voice sounded a bit familiar but I didn’t care. I raised my palm towards him, picturing him choking in my mind. I squeezed so hard that he should’ve died by now. He clawed at his throat trying to breathe

“Xayla please its me, Mason.” The doctor pleaded. I only know one Mason and he wouldnt hurt me this way.

I got up and walk towards him to get a closer look.

“I know no Mason.” I sneered.

“Look..into...my..eyes.” He cried.

I gazed up into them and I saw a vision of me and Mason from the first day of school up until the last time I saw him.

I dropped my hand immediately and he fell to the ground coughing.

“Mason?” I cried.

“Its me.” He whispered, getting up. He reached for my hand and gave me a peck.

I felt weak immediaty. Not because of his lips on my hand or anything but all that has happened, made me feel extremely exhausted.

“Maso...” I tried to say but blackness came.

“Xayla?” I heard him calling.

I looked around but I didn’t see him.

“Wake up.” He said once more. Wait, i’m asleep....

I slowly opened my eyes to find a concerned looking Mason gazing back at me.

“We’re here.” He whispered, opening my seatbelt.

I looked around to see that we were still on the plane and I sighed in relief knowing that I was no longer in Florida.

We got through immigration just fine and we were now on our way home.

“I don’t want to go home as yet.” I sighed. I really don’t want to face Kalina right now. She must be pissed at me for being so reckless.

“Okay ” Mason simply said. “You should call her and tell her that you’re with and you’re safe.” He added.

“Fine.” I picked up his phone and dialed her number. It only wrung once before she answered.

“Hello?” She answered, sounding drained.

“Kalina, its me.” I sighed.

“Xayla! Where are you? Are you okay? Did Mason come and get you?” She unloaded.

“Yes i’m fine. I’m with Mason right now. I’ll be home soon.” I replied.

“Xayla I’ve been so worried about you.” She cried.

“I know. I’m okay now.” I reassured. “I’ll see you later.”

“Okay.” She sighed.

“Kalina?” I called.

“Yeah.” She responded

“Breathe. Take a warm bath and relax. I’m safe.” I instructed.

“Okay mam.” She giggled a little before adding.

I hung up the phone and gave it back to Mason.

“Where are you taking me?” I questioned.

“My home.” He replied, keeping his gaze on the road.

I felt so protected when i’m with Mason. I can’t believe he actually came for me.

“Thank you.” I sighed, looking at him.

He looked at me for a second before looking back at the busy road.

“For?” He questioned.

“For coming for me.”

“You don’t have to thank me Xayla.” He stated.

He furrowed his eyebrows as if he was in a deep thought. I would’ve read his mind but that would be intruding.

We came to a stop in his driveway and I got out the car empty handed.

“Is anyone home?” I ask, walking towards the front door.

“No. Rebecca, my aunt, went away on a business trip and the twins are at their grandparent’s house. I have no idea where Anabelle is and I could care less. Dad will be home soon.” He told me.

“So we’re going to be alone?” I asked, looking up at him with hopeful eyes.

“Well not really. The butler, the two maids and the cook are here.” He replied, opening the door.

I didn’t say anything to that.

“Go on ahead upstairs. I’ll be with you in a second.” He smiled.

I did as told and went straight into his room. I went in the attached bathroom to check how bad I looked.

“Holy fuck.” I muttered to my reflection.

My hair looked dishevelled, my skin was pale and my eyes looked, well they looked the same. I didn’t even realize I didn’t have in my contacts. I guess that explains the weird looks I was getting at the airport.

I decided to take a quick shower before going back out.

I stepped out the bathroom wrapped in a towel that landed on my thighs and my hair was dripping wet. I felt and looked better than I did before.

I walked over to the dresser and combed through my hair. Mason walked in then with a jar of peanut butter and a spoon. He knows me so well.

He stood frozen at the door frame gazing slowly over my body. I then realized that I only had a towel wrapped around my naked body. I wrapped my arm around myself a bit self-conscious under his gaze.

“Uh..” He cleared his throat.

“I..I just felt like taking a shower. Is that okay?” I whispered.

“Yeah sure.” He quickly replied. I sensed that he was feeling rather uncomfortable. I guess its because I only had a towel on.

He walked over to where I was and opened a drawer. He withdrew a white T-shirt.

He held it over my head and I nod, giving him the go ahead. He carried the shirt over my head and I pushed in both my arms, leaving the towel to fall. The T-shirt he gave me, reached my thighs because of how short I was.

He stood there within my personal space gazing down at me with care in his eyes.

“I thought you didn’t like anyone in your personal space.“. I joked.

“You’re the only exception.” He smirked, stepping closer.

I felt my heart begin to beat faster at how close he was to me. I could just reach up and kiss him.

“Are you reading my mind Xayla?” He smirked.

“No no i’m not. I won’t do that. Only if its necessary.” I quickly replied.

“Read it.” He whispered.

I looked into his eyes and took his hand in mine.

Can I kiss you? He asked in his mind. I felt my face flush and I let go of his hand, turning away from his gaze.

I looked back into his eyes and thought of the answer I wanted to give him.

“Wait how did you do that? I heard you in my mind.” His face holding a surprised look.

“Something Maria taught me.” I blushed.

“Well I heard you and I really like the answer you gave me.” He smiled.

He held my cheeks with both his hands and his lips touched mine once more for the third time. He kissed me slowly yet passionately. Its as if he was taking his time to appreciate the moment. I felt like my legs were going to fail me but before they actually could, Mason lifted me bridal style and carried me to the bed.

He layed me down and hovered over me, not once letting our lips part. The kiss got intense and I wrapped my hands around his neck pulling him to me.

Touch me. I thought.

He moved his right hand and slowly rubbed it against my ankle coming all the way up to my thigh. He stopped at the hem of the shirt. My body felt heated at his touch and knowing that I’ve never been touched like this before, it affected me deeply.

I run both my hands down his chest and lifted his shirt over his head. We parted lips for a while doing that but quickly returned. I let my hands linger across his, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 pack abs.

His hand remained on my thigh caressing it, and I let out a soft moan surprising myself.

His lips left mine and I opened my eyes to see him looking at me with a pained expression.

“We can’t. Not like this.” He sighed, examining every inch of my face. Probably wondering if he offended me. Well yes Mason you did. I pushed him off me and sat up, trying to steady my breathing.

“You don’t, want me.” I whispered more to myself, looking down at my hands.

He sat beside me, grabbing my hands in his.

“Xayla, I want you more than you would ever believe. I know for a fact if you did that psychic thing, you would know.” He was right. I did feel the passion flowing through him.

“Then what it is it?” I asked looking at him.

“You’re not just any girl Xayla. You’re, special to me. I want to take you on a date first before we get carried away.” He explained, examining my face.

Thinking about it now, I wasn’t sure I was even ready to give up my virginity to him. I have to be 100% sure that he’s with me and only me.

“What do you want from me?” I ask.

“I want you to be my girlfriend. Well, not just a girlfriend. It sounds lame when I put it that way. ” he looked away, thinking of something. ” I want you to be my, my person." He whispered looking at me hopeful.

I can’t believe he actually wanted me in that way. Well I guess if I was reading his mind ever so frequently, I would know.

“I’ll gladly take that title.” I sighed, smiling up at him.

He grinned then grabbed my cheek and planted a hard but passionate kiss on them. I of course, kissed him back, willingly.