The New Girl

Chapter 5

~Midnights POV~

I sit in Damon's fancy car waiting for him to return. Since I sat down, I haven't felt the same. I feel like I've been set up to be tested on how good of a girl I am. I have never been on a date before and this is just making me feel uneasy and what my brother told me before I left doesn’t help, 'Don't trust him, he isn't like you and I, he’s dangerous.’

Who knows maybe I'm going to die tonight and never see anyone again? But would that really be a bad thing? I mean my brother is so obsessed with his job and mom is never home. Lilac left and has never tried to make contact, and dads dead. I swear he is the only reason my family was functionable.

"Midnight can you pop the trunk?" I hear Damon's muffled voice.

I pop the trunk and he puts our snacks in the back then shuts the trunk door. I look back down at my feet as he enters the vehicle.

"Are you ok? You look a little pale...”

"Oh, uh I'm ok..."

"Alright if you say so." He says with a smile.

I smile back to assure him that I am perfectly ok. Honestly, I am a great actress. If I can fool my mom and an entire school, I can definitely fool him. But than again he seems to see right through my bull s**t. He scares me yet excites me at the same time. This whole situation is f****d up or I am. Should I have even came out on this date? Is it worth it?

The car slows to a stop and I look over to Damon. His eyes are focused on the road but his grip on the steering wheel is tight. I look back to the road and see the beach not to far in the distance. I can’t wait to get out and walk around. Maybe the fresh air will calm my nerves and I will finally be able to enjoy my first date. I close my eyes and think of all the different ways this date could go.

I feel a soft tap on my shoulder and open my eyes.

“So, you are awake.”

“Of course, I was only thinking.”

“What about?”

“All the different way this date could go.” I say not bothering to lie.

“Well don’t worry about that, I am going to make sure everything is perfect.”

I laugh softly. “You can’t guarantee that the date will go exactly as planned, things tend to happen to prevent things like that.”

“Maybe, but I might as well try.”

I smile despite myself. He exits the car and opens my door for me.

“Thank you.”

“Not a problem.”

As I get out of my seat, he takes my hand and leads me towards the water. I look around and see a little cove off in the distance.

“Why don’t we go over there, it seems like the perfect spot. Away from prying eyes but still near the water, and this way if it rains, we have a cliff to hide under.”

“Whatever you want midnight, you will get.”

I laugh, “You can call me Midna.”

“Alright Midna.”

We walk towards the cliff and I smile at the view. The sun is starting to set and its glowing a pinkish orange and I let out a breath.

“It’s beautiful.”

“So are you.”

I blush and take a seat on the warm sand.

“I never thought this was possible.”

“What do you mean.”

“Being happy like this, I’m so used to being alone and miserable but this, this is nice.” I smile.

“It’s wonderful to see you smile so openly, I was worried that you didn’t know how.”

I chuckle. “Sometimes it feels that way.”

He sits beside me and looks at the sunset.

“You should really smile more.”

“It’s hard when everyone hates you.”

“But wouldn’t smiling at them even when they hurt you throw them off?”

“Maybe but it could also give them another reason to hurt me.”

“Maybe but you shouldn’t have to live in fear and misery.”

“True, but it’s all I’m used to.”

He looks over at me and I look away. No point in making this anymore awkward than it is.

“So, do you want to stay here all night or go for a swim?” I ask trying desperately to change the subject and salvage this disaster of a date.

“Maybe in a bit…”

“Well I’m gonna swim while there is still some light.”

He chuckles. “I’ll keep an eye out.”

“Whatever.” I laugh.

I pull down my dress and feel his eyes on me. I instantly feel self conscious. Why did I choose a bikini? I would feel much more comfortable in a one piece. I look behind me shyly and see him staring at me.

“Do I look ok?” I ask in a soft whisper.

“You are breathtaking.”

I instantly feel relieved and let out a shaky breath.

“Well I’m going to swim now.” I say awkwardly as I run towards the water.

I run down the pier and jump off the end. I feel the water engulf me and I open my eyes. I have always loved the water. I swim around and make my way to the surface. I break through and start laughing. God, I haven’t done this in years! I feel so free and for once happy, genuinely happy. I swim back toward the beach and wave at Damon. He smiles and I swim away again.

That’s when I see a huge wave approach. There is no way I can swim to shore in time to get away. I try but I feel the weight of the water pull me down to the depths. I try to swim back to the surface only to be knocked back under. If this keeps up, I won’t be able to breath! Is this how I die?

I feel my lungs burn; I know I need air. I open my mouth and to my utter surprise I can breathe perfectly, it’s as if I am on land still. I open my eyes only to see that I am still under water. How the hell is this possible?  I shouldn’t be able to breath right now let alone be alive! I look down and realise just how much I really sank. I start swimming towards the surface and feel something grab onto me. I look in its direction and find Damon’s worried face. We make it to the surface, and he helps me swim ashore.

“Are you ok?”

“I actually fine.” I laugh.

“You are obviously not ok!”

“No really, I feel great!”

He looks at my face, he must think I’m insane. But I’m fine I am alive and I’m breathing! That’s better than the alternative, I guess. I look down at the sand and run it through my wet fingers. I watch as some sand sticks while the rest slips through the small gaps between my fingers. I smile to myself. I don’t know what’s happening to me, but I can’t say I don’t like it.

“Midnight!”

“Hmm? Sorry did you say something?”

“You weren’t listening?”

“No, sorry. I was thinking.”

“It’s fine.”

I go to respond when I feel the familiar tightness in my chest. Not again! I clutch at my chest and begin coughing. I thought I was getting better, I thought I would at least make it till tomorrow morning. I feel the warm liquid drip down my mouth as I continue coughing. My vision starts to blur as the tears being to well up in my eyes. Of course, this is going to happen on my date! Why wouldn’t it? I have the shittiest luck in the f*****g world!

“Midna, calm down. You will be ok…” I hear Damon’s voice and try to catch my breath.

I feel him start to rub my back and surprisingly it begins to calm me down. After awhile I regain my breathing and stop coughing. I blush profusely as he continues to rub my back.

“See your alright.”

I look into his eyes and shake my head. “Am I really? I mean I really think I’m dying.”

“I believe everything will work out in the end.”

“Well yeah, but you never really know the outcome. It could be good or bad.” I say.

I look away from him and wipe my mouth, I know there’s blood on my hands, so I walk over to the water again and rinse them off. I look at my reflection in the water and sigh at how pale I look. Will I even live to see tomorrow? I start walking back to him when I see something shining in the sand. I bend down to pick it up when I hear Damon call my name.

“Midna, you ok?”

“Yeah, sorry I just got a bit distracted.”

“Alright, I just wanted to make sure.”

“Thank you for worrying about me.”

“Not a problem.” He smiles.

I pick up the bobble I found and walk back over to him. I sit down and begin inspecting what I found. It was a blueish green and quite smooth. some of the edges are a bit sharp but I want to keep this as a souvenir.

“What are you looking at?”

“It seems to be beach glass, but it looks like it may have been chipped since not all the edges are rounded.”

“Seems interesting.”

“Yeah, I have always been a fan of it.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, my father and I used to collect it when we went out.”

“Must bring back some good memories than.”

“Yeah, it really does.”

I keep fiddling with the glass when I feel a sharp sting on my finger.

“Ow...” I drop the glass and notice my finger is bleeding. “s**t, Damon do you have a band aid or something?”

I look over at him, but his gaze seems to be fixated on my finger.

“Damon?” I call his name, but he just stays still, eyes never leaving my finger.

“Damon? What’s going on with you?” I try getting his attention, but he still doesn’t react.

'Don't trust him, he isn't like you and I, he’s dangerous.’ My brother’s words echo in my head and I begin to feel a panic rise in me. Am I really in danger here? I get the sinking feeling to get away and begin to run. If I can get away maybe I will be safe. I look behind me for a brief second and don’t see him. Where the hell did, he go? There is no way he just vanished, and I know I didn’t run that fast.

“MIDNIGHT”

I hear him call my name, but I keep running, I am not safe with him, I never should have agreed to this! I knew it was a bad idea! I dare to look behind me again and see him. How did he catch up so quickly? Why didn’t I hear him running? I try to push myself to go faster, my lungs feel like they are burning but I need to get away. I look behind me and he starts reaching out to grab me.

I freeze and scream. “Get away from me!”

I push my hands out towards him and feel a gush of wind surround me than nothing. For a split second my vison enhances, and I feel untouchable, powerful. What the hell is happening to me? I watch as he gets thrown away from me. Its as if he were blown away. Did I do this? Did I push him away? But how, I’m not that strong and I know for a fact that I didn’t touch him! Am I going crazy? I look down at my hands than back to him. What’s happening to me?