História Broken Sky - Ch. 3 "Happy Freak'n Birthday"

December 18th

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

Reaching for my cell phone I disabled the alarm and checked the time. It was 5:30 AM, just enough time to get in a good morning run. I thought as I shook away whatever nightmares had plagued me. I could always recall the vivid details but chose to lock them away in a tiny vault in the back of my mind. It was safer to keep them stored away then let the devils of my subconscious reek havoc.

I yawned and stretched, wincing at the soreness in my shoulder blades.

Well that wasn't there last night.

I rolled my shoulders and cracked my back trying to loosen my muscles. It felt like I was carrying invisible weights on my back but I couldn't have hurt myself in the fight with Hendricks. I was pretty sure anyways. When I flung him to the ground, I was concentrating on not maiming the poor idiot.

Maybe I just pulled a muscle.

I stood and turned to my closet to grab my workout gear, ignoring my earlier train of thought, no point in dwelling on it. I dressed in a sleeveless black tank top, a teal thin running jacket, black block capris, and my baby blue tennis. The same tennis that were now stained with a small patch of puppy boys blood.

I exhaled irritatedly noticing my ruined shoes and stepping out into the chilly morning. I could tell today was going to be a bad day already. And as if in agreement an icy wind howled through as I exited the front door. I took a deep invigorating breath counted from ten backwards and ignored the foreboding wind.

Today was going to be a bad day. I told myself.

Today I was 18 years old.

Today feels like the kind of day I should just pretend doesn't exist and climb back into bed. But it wouldn't do me any good to run away.

I had already gotten away from my past, now I had to face my future head on. Today I would finally start focusing on settling a life here. I was going to check out the college I would be attending and I was going to start moving on from my past.

Starting today I could, no strike that, I would legally gain control of my own future, but was I going to go scream it from the rooftops? Absolutely not. So much effort had already been put forward to help me escape. I wasn't going to let it all go to waste so I could throw it in my mothers face. Even if I was a legal adult, there would still be repercussions if I were ever discovered. Painful repercussions.

I left the house feeling happier than I should have on a Monday. I felt like a weight had been lifted off my chest and I could finally breath as I walked down the pathway from our private two story residence and towards Griffith Park.

We lived just outside of Glendale close to both Hollywood and Downtown Los Angeles. Close enough to all the hustle and bustle of the city of entertainment that I could get there in a short amount of time and hide in the crowds. It was all Al's idea. We'd even set up several meeting spots just in case sh** ever hit the fan.

After giving myself a little pep talk, I exited my little black of the year veloster and started up the pathway to my sanctuary, I wasn't going to let the strangeness of this morning get to me. I loved to being in the heart of the old abandoned zoo it was quiet and I felt I could relate to its solemness, and that was just what I was going to do. I always wondered if it was haunted but I had so many of my own ghosts to contend with that the place seemed more of a place of comfort. This morning however I found my sanctuary wasn't as deserted as I had hoped, though it wasn't filled with ghosts either unless they had a habit if leaving footprints on there morning hikes. The prints were crossing through my normal route so a different trail would have to do for today. Meeting strangers had never been my strong suit. Meeting strangers in the middle of the woods, probably not the most opportun time to start practicing. I was more scared of a random murderer wandering the woods than a ghost.

Or my mother wandering around murdering. I shiver ran through my spine at the thought.

My mind raced with precautions as it always did when I was caught off guard. After years of discipline it came naturally.

Forty-five minutes later I was drenched in sweat and ready to go home and take a shower. When I walked back towards my veloster I realized no amount of preparation was going to help me with what was to come. It started with blurred vision.

That's never happened before.

I swayed as I stepped forward attempting to reach my car. Heat pooled deep within me and began to spread outward from my core. When I finally managed to reach the drivers side I was drowning in heat and sweat. It felt as if I was walking on the sun. I leaned against the door inhaling deeply and exhaling shallow shaky breaths.

What the hell is going on.

Pulling myself upright slightly using the handle I struggled with the keys before unlocking the door. When I finally managed to yank it open on the second try, I used the handle to pull myself inside. I felt the handle bend beneath my fingers as I leveraged​ my body. When I was finally in the driver's seat I realized the interior was melting at my touch and my clothes were faring no better.

I let out a resigned puff of air.

This is how its going to end. I'm going to randomly combust into nothing at the age of f*#!?* 18 years old.

Reaching for my phone in the center consul, I battled the haziness that threatened to overtake me. It was getting worse with each passing minute and the heat inside of me was growing from a small fire to a sensual inferno. I pushed back my increasing panic as the car caught on fire and slid to the ground. I clutched my phone, opening it frantically to call Al but before I could even manage to dial, the phone disintegrated in my grasp. It literally melted in my hand like ice cream on a hot day. At this point I was pretty sure I was hallucinating and laid down on the floor with my eyes to the brown blue of the city sky.

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Why am I so hot.

A blaring white light flashed into my line of site. I shielded my burning eyes as I blinked away the fuzziness at the edges of my vision and found myself in a small white room devoid of furnishings. Not one drop of color, no windows, no doors, not stray piece of lint, not the clothes I donned, not the hair on my head, not even a spec of dirt. Everything was white including the buzzing florescent lights only a few feet above.

A few moments passed before the information reached my brain.

I started to hyperventilate.

"No.." Not here. Not again. She hasn't found me. I threw my self around the room searching for a door knowing there wasn't a door to find.

"I'm stronger now! You can't do this to me! I'll get out! You here me! I will... I will.. I'll get .. out..." I sobbed in a crumpled heap on the floor, the strength leaving my body. What could I possibly do to escape this hell?!

I felt the wings on my back from the night before and warmth seeped into my bones. My shoulder blades burned a hellish fire before simmering down to a tolerable smoulder. The pain jolted me from my panicked state and I stood wiping away the weakness dripping down my face.

I steeled over my initial distress and began punching and kicking with everything I had. The walls that were once barren and white were now slowly turning crimson with my blood. I punched and punched till I could feel the knuckles in my fists grow numb and the feathers of my wings stained crimson. Finally I found a place where the wall began to give and I pounded away until I reached the other side. A bright light peaked through the hole. Just as I was about to widen my exit I felt a warm palm on my back.

I tensed.

Fear filled me and I waited for my punishment.

"Your going to be fine." I heard a soft deep voice call to me. My muscles relaxed. Whoever this voice belonged to it stole away my fear and soothed the pain of my existence.

"Help me ... " I grasped for the hand that was soothing me and turned pleadingly.

Only there was no one there.

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"Your going to be fine we got you." My eyes were glued shut as I tried to focus through the darkness.

Was the sky always so blue. Oh wait, those are just your eyes. I reached up and caressed the cheek of the beauty that knelt next to me. It was like staring into the face of a Latin hercules. His raven short curly hair dripping sweat into his eyes and dripping down his well defined jaw. I tore away from gaze from his face begrudgingly to admire the rest of him. My eyes trailed south admiring defined sweaty abs under the cutest sky blue scrubs I'd ever seen, well the only scrubs I had ever seen. So he was a sexy Dr. Hercules, or male nurse Hercules, I giggled drunkenly and hopefully still internally. If I wasn't already on the floor I might have swooned.

Oh wait, this isn't a floor.
I pushed back my drunken internal monologue and tried to focus past my impending female hormones. I felt drugged and euphoric and it wasn't getting better. I could feel it slowly escalating. I was coherent enough to know something was wrong but powerless to do anything about it as I tried to lift myself to a sitting position. Unfortunately, all I managed was to lift my head and plop it back down on a very muscled lap.

"Muñeca we just met, you don't have to be such a flirt. You had me when you flashed those pretty blue eyes open." A rugged Latin accent chided me.

Oh, not a Hercules, a Latin Prince.

"So apparently the filter from my brain to my mouth is missing." I groaned slapping my hand to my forehead them pinching the bridge of my nose.

"None whatsoever." He chuckled. I pushed away from the sexy Latin muscled Prince that was too close for comfort. His golden skin and blue eyes were throwing my already scattered brain into a fit. I pushed on whatever was closest to me and found my hand had wandered over his abdomen, okay maybe wandered wasn't the right word. Maybe moved of its own lust filled will.

And did I almost let out a moan I would have been ashamed of. I quickly pulled my hand away and pulled myself into a sitting position.

I guess it takes the shock of a well sculpted abdomen to get you moving. I looked up and I was greeted with a knowing gaze and a wink from Dr. Princes beautiful icy blue eyes.

"And apparently I'm not the only flirt in the car." I said as I realized we were in a moving vehicle. I glared at him challengingly and crossed my arms over my chest hoping it would keep them from wandering.

He snorted in response.

"Well the names Dr Flirt to you and if you'd like to stop questioning your doctor I can finish my examination. my friend over there," he said while pointing over to the driver, "found you passed out near a car that was on fire. He panicked, called me, and now here we are. By the way I wasn't joking about being a doctor and we are currently on route to the hospital." He took out a small flashlight and examined my eyes.

"Casey, stop lying to the poor girl. you're not a doctor." My driver called behind him. I could tell he was trying to lighten the mood but I could here panic in his voice.

"Yet. And if I'm not why did you call me panicking about a beautiful dead girl and an exploding car."

The world had finally stopped spinning enough for me to see we were driving on a highway. I took another moment to collect myself before speaking.

"Excuse me but I don't need a hospital I feel perfectly fine if you could drop me off at the next exit. Dr. Casey and
... I'm sorry I don't think I caught your name." I said in what I hoped was my most convincing tone. I was definitely not okay and I had no idea who these men were.

And holy crap these aren't my clothes!!! I looked towards the driver's seat and noticed sexy number two driving at break neck speed with no shirt and sweaty sculped abs on full display.

Avert your eyes woman. I yelled internally.

"My name is Will, and I apologize we couldn't have met under better circumstances." Will looked at me through the rear view mirror sympathetically as I squirmed uncomfortably in my scarce attire. He was very polite and I couldn't help but feel slightly more comfortable at the odd situation I now found myself in.

If I had to die today at least I wouldn't be molested or murdered, or even caught by mother. I feel no killing intent from either man.

I thought to myself before turning to catch the eye of my savior in the rear view mirror. I tugged the huge running shirt which I assumed was his as low as I could, feeling my face combust after realizing he had witnessed me sexually harassing his doctor friend but he only turned away giving me some privacy.

He was no less of a sight then Dr. Casey. His wavy cinnamon brown hair and deep inky black eyes were wild, as if he was trying to fix something he couldn't figure out, I was assuming from the stress my little episode had caused him.

He probably thought I was dead when he found me. When he realized I was staring at him his eyes flashed with worry.

My face heated once again. As I quickly tuned away and started counting backwards from one hundred. I needed to get out of the car and find Al.

Suddenly, a warmth filled my core. Yup it's started to climb again. The drugged frustrating state of mind I had entered had reappeared.

"I don't see any signs of concussion or otherwise. Do you have a history of seizures in your family." Dr. Casey asked pulling me out of my thoughts only slightly. As a doctor he must have noticed something.

"Not that I'm aware of." I said continuing to count and stare out any window not situated in the line of view of either of these men.

You spar with men that are just as fit on a daily basis and your hormones turn Savage in front of two you've never met before.

"But please don't take me to a hospital I'm perfectly fine. If I could just call a cab to take me home."

"Sorry Muñeca, but your not going anywhere. Like I said I don't see any signs of concussion but I still think you should go to the hospital and get checked out. I can't very well give you a thorough examination with a flashlight, and on another note your car was on fire. Do you have any discomfort anywhere. You could have been burned and can't feel all the damage that's been done to your body yet, your probably in shock."

My body caused the damage to my car!... I think it's more hurt than me. My poor baby. She was the first car I'd bought with my own money.

"No I feel perfectly fine. Now I'm very grateful but I really do have my own reasons, so if you could please let me out of this vehicle." I breathed tiredly, even I didn't sound convincing to my own ears. But what could I tell them. Hey my temperature was a little high and it started a fire in my car. I accidentally melted my phone so I couldn't call my Uncle for help but I'm not crazy just ask my Uncle he knows I have super strength, I've never been sick a day in my life, and I heal pretty quickly, actually I mean like freakishly quickly. I think they would skip the trip to the hospital and just have me committed to the nearest Looney bin.

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