Life is normal for 16 year old Lissa Bennett, until the day she starts seeing the future. When images of events that have not yet occurred begin to appear to Lissa for no apparent reason, she and her best friends try to piece together what’s happening and what it means.

When her visions seem to revolve around Daniel, the local ‘loner’ whose brother has gone missing, should Lissa risk everything to help, or leave well enough alone?


14. Chapter 14

I heard a shout coming from Daniel’s father, who I saw as I approached the doorway, was being held back by two of the men in the room. With dread, knowing already what I was about to see, I took a step into the room. Daniel was lying on the floor near the wall on my right. I stopped cold as I saw the vision that I’d been replaying over and over in my head.

I felt like I was being crushed, I had no idea what to do. I rushed over and knelt down beside him. There was blood spreading from the wound in his stomach, seeping through his white shirt. I felt tears prick at my eyes but I chocked them back down, now was not the time for hysteria, I had to do something. In my haste to help Daniel, I’d forgotten about Derek. I turn around quickly and saw him slowly getting up from the floor, his back to me. Daniel’s father was struggling aggressively against the men holding him but he was still no match for them.

Whilst they were preoccupied holding him back, I realised that Derek wouldn’t have his back to me for long. So I took my opportunity. I didn’t know what I was thinking; I was on my feet without even forming a plan. I lifted one of the bricks that were scattered on the floor and walked towards him. I saw Daniel’s father stop struggling and stare at me wide-eyed. The men holding him realised what I was doing a few seconds too late. The second I reached Derek, he turned around and looked shocked for a moment. Before he even had a chance to react, I’d pulled back my arms and swung the brick until it collided with the side of his head, making a sickening thud. He fell backwards against the wall and slid down to the floor, blood pouring from his temple.

One of the men let go of Daniel’s father in a moment of haste and I saw him look at the gun that had fallen to the floor, but I was quicker. I flung myself towards the gun, wrapping my hand around it and pointing it up at the man. He glanced at the door. I knew there were more of Derek’s gang members around this building, and I knew if they came down here, I wouldn’t be able to hold them off, even with a gun in my hand.

“Don’t even think about moving,” I said. I was trying to sound as determined as I could, even though I was terrified, knowing every moment we were trapped here, Daniel’s life was in more danger. The man took a step towards me. “I swear I’ll shoot.” My hands were shaking; I must have looked like a fool to him.

At that moment, I saw Daniel’s father break out of the other man’s grip. They started fighting, but the man in front of me kept taking steps towards me. I kept stepping back to get further away from him but I felt myself meet the wall. Behind him, I saw Daniel’s father push the other thug into the wall, his head banging on the bricks. He fell to the floor. I wave of hope rushed over me when I heard police sirens in the distance. Adam.

“A clever little girl like you wouldn’t pull that trigger,” the man said to me, his voice calm. “Would you?”

Behind him, Daniel’s father raised a finger to his lips as he bent down to pick the brick I’d used from the floor. I fixed my gaze back onto the man in front of me, making sure he didn’t realise. I saw the deep creases in his skin and a scar that ran across his cheek. He took one step closer before Daniel’s father hit him directly at the back of the head with the brick and he fell down, unconscious. I dogged out of the falling man’s way.

I dropped my arm back down to my side and rushed back to Daniel, his father right behind me. I thought he’d have run. The police sirens were getting increasing louder and I figured, after all the crimes he’d committed for Derek in the past, they wouldn’t be letting him get away. But he didn’t try to run. Instead, he removed his jacket and told my told hold it on Daniel’s stomach, to stop the blood flow. He stood there for a moment, looking down at him, and I could see the pain in his eyes. Whatever he’d done these past few years, he was full of regret for it all right now.

We heard commotion in the corridors. Obviously, the other thugs Derek had been keeping here had realised that the police were approaching and were now trying to escape. Daniel’s father picked up the gun from where I’d left it on the floor and watched the doorway, in case any of them tried to come in. A couple ran past but didn’t attempt to get Derek out, so much for their loyalty to him.

I turned my attention back to Daniel. The sight and the smell of blood were causing my stomach to flip but I was determined to hold it together. I brushed his hair off his face, which was sill as beautiful as ever, despite the several cuts and bruises. I realised, with guilt, that I had caused my own vision to come true. If Adam and I hadn’t have shown up here tonight, things might have gone a lot differently.  

I heard voices near the doorway and looked up to see a couple of police officers standing there. One of them went up to Daniel’s father and one of them walked over to me. I didn’t hear what they were saying, my brain had clouded over. The smell of the blood and the relief at seeing help come for us had all become too much and I felt a wave of dizziness, not a vision this time, just exhaustion.

Someone pulled me away from Daniel, the police man taking over and sending a message for an ambulance. I hadn’t realised that I’d been crying until I tasted one of the salty tears on my lips.

Daniel’s father being handcuffed was the last thing I saw before I blacked out.

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