My Obsessions by Imagine It (tools of titans ebook .txt) 📕

My name? Well that's not important right now. All you need to know is that I have an obsession. Wait. Did I say obsession? I meant obsessions. Yeah, obsessions. With an S. Meaning more than one. More than one obsession. More than one thing I am addicted to.

Want.

Need.

Crave. 

I'm pretty sure you want to know more. Well I guess I'll just start at the beginning.

The beginning...

Where did it start.... I'm not sure. How about this? I'll start at where I think this all began. I think it was on that day.

The day when he came.

I'm running. Running. My heart beats in my cheast. *BA-DUMP* *BA-DUMP* I don't know where I'm going. I just know I need to get there. Fast. Times running out. Sweat pours down my face. *DRIP* DRIP* Where am I going? I follow my senses and take a left. A house. There's a house. A house of bright, red brick and a dark, black roof. I bang my fists repeatedly on the door.

"GET OUT! THEY'RE COMING!"

Wait. Who's coming? What am I doing? The door opens. A little girl. She's wearing a yellow dress. The ones that all of us probably wore once. It has little pink flowers all over it.

"Mommy and daddy aren't home yet. They went away for a trip. It's just me here. Would you like to come in?"

"Is anyone else inside with you?" I said as calmly as possible.

"Nope. Just me."

I scooped her up into my arms and started running again. I had to get her out of here. I didn't know why. I just knew that I had to.

I ran with her in my arms all the way to the forest. I set her down on the ground. The air was crisp and you could hear each bird song individually but together. Like milk and cookies. Beautiful when alone but even better when together.

She sort of just sat there. Looking up at me through her big, brown eyes. I sat down next to her and focused on peeling a leaf apart. When I was done I picked up another one and continued to do this for about an hour. She still just sat there. She didn't do anything. She just sat there like a statue. I finally stood up and looked at her. Her eyes were closed and she was sitting cross-legged. She had a peaceful look on her face and I knew that she was meditating. How old was she? Like seven? What kind of seven year old can sit and meditate for an hour? I couldn't even sit and meditate for thirty minutes, much less an hour.

As if she could tell I was looking at her she opened her eyes. Slowly and with control. I took in a sharp breath. Her eyes.....aren't they suppose to be brown? Looking at her now I saw that they were a light grey color with specks of yellow on them. How did she...? I took in a deep breath and asked her if she was hungry. She didn't answer me. She just stared straight ahead with her (grey?) eyes; obviously focused on something important. I squatted down next to her and looked in that direction. I didn't see anything.

***

I heard a stick snap and abrupty sat up. I looked at the girl who was still asleep and stomped out the fire. I wiped off my pants and look around. *SNAP* There goes another stick. I picked up the girl and realized that I didn't even know her name. I guess I'll find that out later. I started walking away from where I last heard a stick snap.

*SNAP* SNAP* *RUSTLE* RUSTLE*

God whoever this person is they need to learn how to be quiet.

 I started running and the person behind me, whoever they were, picked up their speed, and if it was possible, got even louder. I ran and ran and ran. After about thirty minutes I was beginning to get really tired. I stopped infront of some trees and set the little girl down. To my surprise she was still peacefully sleeping. I stood up and turned around, ready to face whatever was coming. And the last person I would think of ran out of the trees. Ethan. My boyfriend.

"Holy potatoes Ethan what the flunk are you doing here!" I said, trying to put the best serious face I could on, even though he looked absolutely adorable with his messy, dirty blonde hair and flushed cheeks and blue eyes, and perfectly straight white teeth and little elf ears and muscular arms and his....getting off track here, sorry.

"Hey! Where do you think you're going without me?!" He said smiling, knowing I was "checking him out".

You see, Ethan's my boyfriend and he absolutely hates it when I run off like this. Especially when I don't tell him. Ethan and I have what you would call "powers". But, we see it more as a "gift" or maybe sometimes a "burden" but mostly it's now an "obsession".  

My "gift" is that I can see things and read minds. Lately I've been having these "visions" and they involve the government. The government and I have alot of history, but we'll get to that later. Ethan's "gift" is that he can speak, to the dead. Yeah, we're a pretty unique couple. So onto our obsessions. We obsess over saving the world and the lives of people and we fight for justice and all that super hero stuff. But, let me tell you this, once you save someone's life, you'll want to do it again. It's pretty fun, besides all the sweating and bleeding, which happens often....

"So did you figure why they want her yet?" Ethan said flopping down next to me.

"No. Not yet. I would have been able to do so if you weren't chasing me around the whole forest." I said glancing back at the girl, who was still sleeping.

He picked up a stick and started poking her.

"Wakey wakey sleepy head, rise and shine!" He said.

She opened her eyes and this time they were a pale blue color. Almost white. I guess her "powers" have something to do with her eyes.

"Good morning Ethan. Good morning Evelyn."

How. Does. She. Know. What. My. Name. Is.

"How do you know what my name is?" I say.

"Well you see I was sleeping and I had a dream. In that dream you and Ethan were in it. I once I woke up I just sorta...knew. Oh, and my name is Chrysanthemum by the way. And my mom was in one of her "phases" when she had me." she explained and while she was doing so her eyes changed from the pale blue to a dark purple color.

"So, you wanna explain your eyes a bit? Do each color have a different power or a different personality or something?" I questioned.

"Yeah, all of the above and then some." She said, winking at Ethan.

"Ummmm like, can you not?" Ethan said nervously glancing at her.

"Can I not what?" She said batting her eye lashes at him.

"Can you hit on someone who's not taken?" I said getting a little annoyed about this girl. Can't she control her powers?

Her eyes flashed and changed to brown.

"Ummmmm, I'm sorry...I can't really control them that well yet." she said, blushing.

"Okay, we should get to know each other and our powers better. Who wants to go first?" Ethan said, obviously trying to make things less awkward.

"Here, I'll go first. I can read minds. Ethan and I have super speed and I gue-"

"WOAH! Super speed? Like Flash? That's like, totally cool." 

"Um...yeah. Now back to BEFORE someone decided to interrupt me," I said giving her a glance "I have kinda visions and I guess that's about it. There's obviously more coming though."

"MY TURN!" Ethan yelled out. "As Evelyn said, I have super speed. I can also speak to the dead. Ummm-"

"Woah there! You can speak to the dead? Are you like a medium? That's soooooo COOL!"

"Ummmmm yeah....I guess....I have more powers on the way though, I can like, feel it." Ethan said.

"Really? That's so cool! Maybe it has something to do with your powers! OMG! What do you think it is?!" Chrysanthemum said with an excited look on her face.

I looked into her eyes and they were red. But, let me tell you something. They weren't your ordinary everyday red. They were a bright, electric kind of red. Just looking at them made me want to get up and jump around. I turned away and listened to the conversation.

"But, what if they COULD? Wouldn't that be absolutely AMAZAYN?"

"Wow your a bit of a One Direction fan aren't you?" I said.

"Fan? Um no! Fan doesn't even begin to describe my love for them!" she said and her eyes flashed.

"Huh, okay. Your turn to describe your powers." I said, smiling.

"My powers? Okay. Let's see...ummmm.....er....okay, this may take awhile but I'll go as fast as I can," she