Falling Into Darkness: The Under Series Book 1 (18 page)

I heard knocking but didn't want to open my eyes, so I opened one eye and looked over at my alarm
clock. It was 6.30am. I cringed, I really didn't want to get out of bed today. I knew Seth wasn't back
from work yet, which only meant it was Micah on the other side of the door.
“You can stop knocking, I'm up.” The knocking stopped. I sat up but all I wanted to do was lay back
down and go back to sleep.
“Get dressed I need to talk to you. We'll get breakfast on the way to school.” Micah said.
I swung my feet over the edge of the bed and stood up stretching at the same time, my head felt
better but I still felt drained. I was already looking forward to coming back from school and
snoozing on the couch and I hadn't even left my bedroom yet.
I was still wearing the jacket from last night, I took it off and hung it on the back of my desk chair. I
had no idea who he was or even how I was going to find him again to hand the jacket back. I
couldn't even remember his name properly. Emin, Emmy, Em or was it Emery? I felt in the pockets
for anything that would be helpful, all I found was a small flask in the inside pocket, I hadn't
noticed it last night with everything else going on. I put it back in the pocket and picked out some
clean clothes.
I stood in the shower under the hot water lazily not doing anything, then I remembered what Micah
had done last time I showered for too long. I quickly finished washing and got dressed. I looked in
the mirror and did minimal make up to save time, that and I couldn't be bothered today, I felt like
rubbish. I brushed my hair in the mirror and noticed my hand.
I dropped the hair brush in the sink and inspected my hand then I checked my other hand to make
sure I wasn't going crazy. The graze from where I had fallen over was completely gone, not even a
scratch, no visible sign I had ever hurt myself. What was happening to me? I was seriously starting
to question my sanity.
And what happened last night, who's head did I end up inside? And when did Mack leave? I
couldn't even remember saying goodbye to him. I just blacked out after I looked into his eyes, the
same thing happened when I looked in Micah's eyes. I racked my brain trying to remember the
person that had handed my earbuds back to me that day in the mall but I couldn't remember, too
much time had passed. But whoever it was had been following me.
“Ruby. You nearly done?” Micah called up to me.
“Yeah I'm coming.” I shook my head in the mirror, this was going to have to wait until I came back
from school.
I went back to my room and picked out the books I needed for today's classes and opened my bag
about to put them in, when I saw the pink fluffy bunny inside. I lifted it out smiling to myself,
remembering what Mack had said when he handed it to me about how it matched my pink high
tops. I frowned and looked at the row of shoes I had lined up against the wall, it was a row of all the
shoes and boots I had worn since I had been here. The pink high tops weren't down there, my feet
always got soaked in them when it rained and it seemed to rain here all the time so I had purposely
left them at the bottom of my wardrobe with my other impractical shoes. I shook my head I was
positive I had never worn them while I had been in Heaven's Point.
I hurried downstairs and out to the truck.
Micah never said a word as we drove down the dirt track and out onto the main road. We didn't
drive very far though as we were soon turning off and parking outside Eggy's Diner.
He got out and left me sitting there. I knew what this was about and why he had bought me here.
I jumped out and followed him inside over to a table near the window further back. I slid into the
seat opposite him and watched him from across the table his eyes were wondering all over the
place, he was trying his best not to look at me. He seemed anxious and it was obvious. Nothing
about Micah was ever obvious but today he was showing actual emotions and it was making me
feel uncomfortable.
He picked up a salt shaker and rolled it between his hands. It seemed like a normal thing to do, but
Micah rolling a salt shaker between his hands was strange and out of place. Come to think of it I'd
never seen him do anything so normal. I knew bringing me here had something to do with the
school incident and that he somehow knew about it before it had happened because he had tried to
warn me about it.
We sat in an awkward silence even I felt nervous waiting for him to say something. The waitress
came over ready to take our order. I was so fixated on watching Micah's strange behaviour I had
forgotten the other reason we had come in here was to eat. I slid the menu across the table and
briefly glanced down at it, I didn't really feel like anything. I didn't even feel hungry, just tired.
“So what do you guys want?” she asked, smiling innocently at me.
But behind the smile she was wondering what I was doing here with such a hot looking guy like
Micah. I quietly groaned to myself and looked over at Micah, he had obviously heard my not so
quiet groan and was looking questioning at me. I just shook my head and looked back at the menu.
“What do you recommend Bethany?” Micah asked.
I looked over at her. Her posture had changed, she was leaning towards Micah, smiling like a
Cheshire cat and trying to flash as much cleavage as possible.
“Well the pancakes are a big hit in the mornings with most people, Dan our cook is the best pancake
maker in the town.”
“Well pancakes it is then and get her a coke, nothing for me.”
I hated the fact he had just ordered for me without asking, something I was far too used to with
Micah and he would just expect me to go along with it like it was okay. I put the menu flat on the
table and looked over at him, he was staring back at me, I don't think he had even noticed she hadn't
left the table. I looked up at her, her silly behaviour had left me feeling annoyed.
“What?” I said. Why hadn't she left with the order already?
“You know you look so familiar, do you live over on Green Oak?” she asked ignoring me looking at
Micah.
“No.” he replied, not looking at her.
“Are you sure? Cause I'm sure I've seen you round there a lot. Yeah with that other guy.....what's his
name? Someone told me the other day,”
“I think you have customers waiting,” he said sticking his thumb in the direction of a group of
teenagers that had crowded in making a lot of noise. She looked over in the groups direction.
She frowned, annoyed she had to leave our table to go and attend to them. She gave me a false
smile, turned and walked away. I heard the tail end of her thoughts, she had convinced herself
Micah was my brother and he didn't want to return her advances cause I was sitting at the table, his
little sister. I rolled my eyes and looked at him.
“What's so amusing?” he asked crossing his arms and resting his hands on his arms leaning across
the table towards me.
“She thinks I'm your little sister and that's why you weren't flirting with her cause I'm sitting at the
table.”
“What?” he looked confused.
“Oh come on, she was practically flashing for you. You telling me you didn't even notice that she
nearly fell out of her bra trying to get your attention,”
“No I didn't notice that.” He looked flustered by the comment, so I quickly changed the subject.
“Looks like rain....again,” I said trying to make a joke of it, but he was frowning picking at the
small basket in the middle of the table that held the condiments.
“Stop that you're going to ruin it.” I slid the basket aside. “Why did you bring me here, I'm sure it
wasn't really for breakfast,” he looked at me like I had something in Chinese. “So are you going to
explain about that little incident at school, that you somehow knew about it before it happened and
that's why you warned me to stay away from it. Are you going to tell me what's going on or not?
How did you know the light was going to fall down before it happened?” I paused but he said
nothing. “Stop staring at me like that, you look really weird. That is the reason you bought me in
here, wasn't it? To explain yesterday morning. Cause I keep thinking about it over and over but I
still keep coming up blank, yet another thing that doesn't make any sense. So start explaining.....I'm
waiting,” I sat back in my seat.
A different waitress came back over with my coke.
“Thanks.” I pulled the glass towards me taking a sip from the straw watching Micah.
He leaned back in his seat and hung his arm over the back of it, his casual demur had suddenly
taken over.
“I can't talk about it. It's complicated, your tiny inadequate mind would just get even more confused
then it already is.”
“Really is that so,” I pulled my cell out of my bag. “You know what I don't actually feel like
pancakes. I'm more in the mood for one of those chocolate muffins over there in display cabinet a
bacon roll with fries. Oh and some OJ to wash it down with and while you're re-ordering that I'm
just going to pop outside and ring my brother about the other morning.”
I slid out of the seat, I didn't get far as he grabbed my wrist and pulled me in next to him. He picked
my cell out of my hand and slid it into his back pocket.
“Give it back,” I demanded, reaching for it but he grabbed me and pushed me back down in the
seat.
“You can't tell Seth. He would go mad if he knew you knew about that stuff, about what I can do,
he's doesn't want you finding out yet.”
“What stuff? You haven't even told me anything. But if you don't, I will tell Seth,”
Micah rested his elbow on the table turning towards me. He was looking at me considering his
options, either that or he was masterminding some elaborate lie he was about to tell me. I leaned in
closer to him maybe a little too close I was definitely invading his personal space but he didn't
move back.
“Micah whatever it is you can tell me. I mean who else am I going to tell? Cause I'm guessing
whatever you're going to tell me isn't completely normal, just like me and the way I can read minds,
cause I'm sure that isn't normal,”
He leaned over and slid the glass across the table and took a sip on the straw. He immediately
wrinkled his nose shook his head and pushed it towards me.
“How can you drink that, it's awful.”
“I could say the same about those energy drinks you drink all the time. Maybe you should try
something normal for once,” I sipped on the straw.
“So are you going to tell me or not or should I start guessing?”
“I'm thinking,” he said, touching the drops of condensation on the glass.
“How about you give me my cell. I'll go outside. Then you ring me and explain everything, that
way with me outside you don't even have to look at my face and it won't be completely awkward.
Then when you've finished I'll get ahead start on running and screaming like a crazy girl into the
woods, cause if you tell me you're going to have to kill me right,”
He smiled and looked at me, it was the first genuine smile I had ever seen Micah do. He reached
round to his back pocket and pulled my cell out and handed it to me.
“Don't ring Seth. Okay,”
“Okay,” I took my cell back.
“And there's no need to go outside it's raining and you'd just mess your pretty face up that you spent
a ridiculous amount of time on this morning applying paint to and stuff.”
“It's called make-up and I hardly wear any and don't try changing the subject to try and aggravate
me so we get off topic, I can see what you're doing.”
He looked at me then back at the glass. “You see too much that's the problem, it's going to get you
in trouble. You can do so much more than I realised, there's so much more to you than just reading
minds and hearing peoples thoughts. You can get in my head and see the things I've seen, you can
access my memories. I don't think there's anyone else like you, you're unique.”
He went silent and moved back in his seat, the waitress that had first taken our order appeared and
placed a plate of pancakes in front of me.
“Let me know if there's anything else you need,” she said winking at Micah.
“Thanks.” I replied bluntly, noticing she hadn't looked at me once then she left the table.
“I'm all ears,” I picked up my fork and prodded the pancakes. Micah had gone silent again.
“So start from the morning I went to school and you told me to stay away from that corridor. How
did you know that was going to happen? What did you like read a tarot card or something?”
“Tarot cards are you being serious?” he laughed.
“Well I don't know that's why I'm asking you,”
“Not tarot cards, I'm not one of those fruit loop ladies that claims to have the gift, when in fact all
they have is an infestation of fleas from the fifty black cats they own.”
“So you somehow knew it was going to happen like you'd already seen it happen. So you can
somehow see the future?”
The words sounded strange, I looked at him and he nodded slowly looking at me waiting for my
reaction. Even I wasn't sure how to react to that information.
“Whoa wait, how does that even work?”
“I see things before they happen.” he replied quietly.
“Like in a dream or vision?”
“Dreams. When I close my eyes I see the future of people around me and sometimes the lives of
others they know. So I try not to sleep that much anymore.”
“Well that explains the energy drinks. How long have you been able to do this? Were you born with
it?”
“Since I've been here, I've been able to do it.”
“I knew there was something weird about this town.” I looked at him.
“Yeah,” he replied, looking back at me frowning.
“So, you can see the future. That's pretty awesome,”
“I tell you I can see the future and you think it's awesome, any normal girl would have run out of
the diner calling me a crazy lunatic.”
“Yeah but I'm not any normal girl am I, one with mind reading abilities remember,”
“How could I forgot. It's the reason I am on high alert around you, I'm constantly thinking you're
going to jump in my head. It's weird.”
“Maybe we're both freaks,”
“Nope I thinks that's just you.” he joked nudging my elbow and sticking his tongue out at me. This
was a side of Micah I hadn't seen and this new information explained why he was so guarded
around me. I would be paranoid too if I thought someone was going to jump in my head every five
minutes.
“Well I'll try not to jump in your head anymore, but the last two times were accidents, I'm not even
sure how I did it myself. But just to be on the safe side in the future you should just tell me
everything without me having to pester you for it, then I wouldn't feel the need to try and read your
mind and end up in the sky.”