Secrets I Hold

Margo Connors moves to Arcadia Bay after being adopted. But soon after arriving she has strange and violent visions of the town being destroyed by a tornado. But this storm is a lot worse than anyone could imagine. With the help of some new friends and unlikely allies, Margo must stop the storm. But she soon learns that a price must be paid. How far would you go to save everyone?

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8. EIGHT

SECRETS I HOLD

EIGHT

You’ve really blown it now, Margo.

Time around her stopped; she was left in a single moment of panic, staring at Nathan Prescott with pure fear. Her secret. How could she have been so careless? So stupid? She had spent her entire life hiding the truth and there she went throwing it out in front of someone.

I had to get out. Now.

Reaching into her pocket she hastily placed the money on the table and made a run for it; she tried her very hardest to avoid looking at him.

Just don’t look, keep going.

She moved closer to him, ready to pass him.

Keep going. Stay calm.

Now she was next to him, his eyes still on her.

Remain calm Margo-

His hand suddenly gripped her wrist and Margo froze. No longer having control over her eyes they rolled to look at him; his face remained unchanged. His mouth kept opening and closing like a goldfish, as if he wanted to speak but he was too dumbfounded to think of a sentence.

Fuck…

Margo used this moment to escape. While he was lost in thought she ripped her hand out of his grasp and legged it. He called out, quietly at first, in a daze. The next call was louder.

“Hey! Hold on!”

She paid no attention, she checked in her pockets to see if she had everything and she did. Margo sighed in relief knowing that she didn’t have to go back and get whatever she might had left. Margo was now in the car park and Nathan wasn’t far away. She swiftly turned to glance at him.

“L-Look you didn’t see anything.” She raised her hands defensively but Nathan was marching towards her dangerously.

“How did you do that?” The question sounded more like a demand and Margo’s only response was to shake her head. That didn’t help one bit because now he looked more angry and crazy.

“I KNOW WHAT I SAW!” His voice made her flinch.

Margo wished so much that someone would help but no one was around. Even that fisherman was now gone. Just my luck.

Looks like I’ll have to do this myself.

The closer he got the more Margo backed off until eventually her back ended up against the wall of another building. She thought about running but Nathan was too close. By now he was way too close to her face, so close in fact that she had to lower her head a little so they weren’t touching.

“Tell me how you did that.” His tone left no room for argument.

“I-I didn’t-“

“I know you’re new here, but don’t even play stupid with me.”

“I-I’m not-“

“Then tell me how you did that!”

“W-Why do you care?” Margo’s voice was a little louder this time. But Nathan wasn’t fazed by it as he shoved her hard against the wall and pressed his hand hard against her chest.

“TELL ME NOW!”

“G-Get off me you freak!” She felt the tingle in her hands again as she pushed him back. There was a blast of light from her hands and Nathan grunted and fell backwards. The tingle dissipated.

This is my chance.

With the time she had she made a run for it just as Nathan recovered from the blast, she noticed that he was clutching his stomach. I hope whatever that light was didn’t hurt him. I don’t want to hurt anyone, even him.

Margo ran out of the car park just as the bus was coming around the corner; she used this as her escape. The doors of the bus opened and she quickly jumped in, turning around seeing Nathan leaning against the wall. He wasn’t going to get to her fast enough. Nathan, in his rage, punched the wall and shouted at Margo to come back.

Margo almost felt like running to him when she saw how much pain he was in. She prayed that he would be ok somehow as the doors of the bus closed and drove off, leaving Nathan Prescott behind.

She knew that the few people on the bus were staring at her, wondering what the fuck happened. She paid them no attention as she took her seat. She tried to wipe the sweat from her face but she felt so hot and her breath was so rapid that she thought she would collapse. Eventually she managed to calm herself and she leaned her head against the window. For some reason the bouncing of her head against the window relaxed her.

The bus stopped at Blackwell but she wasn’t stopping there, the students got off with some of them shooting her a strange look. She ignored them. The bus took off again and she spent the rest of the trip looking out the window. Her phone buzzed and Margo checked it.

Caroline: On your way home? Xx

Margo: Just gonna walk around the neighbourhood a bit more. Xx

Caroline: K. just tell me when you’re heading home. Xx

Margo: Will do. :) xx

The chat ended there.

Margo remember the house number so she had nothing to worry about, as long as she didn’t go too far she was ok.

The bus stopped and Margo got off, heading up the hill. Margo wasn’t really sure where she was going but right tat that moment she wasn’t ready to head home, even if it was safer than being near Kid Prescott. Her endless walking led her near the cliff. The trees around her were peaceful and quiet making her feel at ease and safe and noted how they towered over her almost protecting her. Margo decide to keep walking feeling the cool breeze against her skin and her hair slowly swayed in the wind, the sky was a pallet of orange and red, a beautiful sunset. She made it to the top and gaze out at the sea, it was so calm and quiet; everything felt like it was at peace. She looked above her.

The lighthouse…

Margo was scared, terrified even, more than terrified. She couldn’t see clearly as the rain rushed to her eyes causing her to blink a lot more than she should. Then she saw something, in the distance.

A tall figure covered in white, with light coming from the top, it spun in all directions slowly.

This was the first time I got a chance to think about that dream, that nightmare. Or whatever it was, I wasn’t even sure it was either. All I knew was that whatever it was, it felt real.

It felt like real life.

I turned my head to gaze at the view.

At the tornado Margo saw them, clouds of blackness swirling around the tornado. Vaguely, she could make out shapes with blank eyes the colour of white and teeth like daggers. They were heading towards the beach which was far away from the lighthouse. In this position Margo was safe and out of harm’s way.

That was until the nightmare decided to take Margo to a different location. She felt a flash of light from the lightning and she suddenly found herself surrounded by people. Shrieking, the foggy monsters flung themselves to the ground towards the people, attacking… 

Killing…

Having this power was impossible enough for Margo, but creatures made of pure darkness are far from impossible, it shouldn’t exist. They’re like things you would see in horror movies. They shouldn’t be real. Then again, Margo shouldn’t have had weird powers in the first place.

Her phone buzzed again. Caroline.

Hey it’s getting pretty late. Best to head home. Xx

She was right, Margo was rather tired.

She turned then received another message.

Also Principle Wells has sent us your time table. So early night, school tomorrow. Xx

Margo: On my way. Xx

School comes before anything else. That includes bizarre dreams.

Margo headed back down the hill until she heard a ruffling sound in the bushes, she stopped to see if it would repeat, when it didn’t she shrugged and walked down the hill back home.

Maybe if she stayed a little longer…

She would have seen the dark figure hiding in the bushes.

Watching her.

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