Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Mutant X they belong to Tribune Entertainment, Fire Works Production, and Marvel Studios or whoever the heck owns them now.
A/N:This was supposed to have been a part of a series I was writing but then I decided to forgo that road and place it up as a ficlet or one shot whatever its called. Don't have to have seen the show to understand it. Its pre-series really.
I’m being haunted by a whisper
A chill comes over me
I’ve been trapped inside this moment…
Free me
Before I slip away
Can somebody help me?
Somebody help me
Full Blown Rose
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EMMA
She was only 21 years old and already having more problems then she was suppose to for a person her age. College was suppose to be her only worry, roommates who either drove yah nuts, were your best friend or just ignored yah. Classes, evil professor’s who were supposedly out to get you. Potential heart breaking or love making boyfriends. Party’s that made you, break you and or broke nights, grades even made her list. But hell not this.
The pretty fair skinned brunette had been standing in line for over four hours trying to get a transfer into Abnormal Psyche class when the suck feast couple in front of her got past the PG-13 standard of making out and were now their way to a solid rated R groping. That’s when it happened. A dark flash and she was sucked into a heavy world of lust and hot passionate imagery. Her stomach felt funny as if there were stones way at the bottom. Searing waves of hot and cold fell beneath her waist deep between her legs, sensations and other chaotic thoughts filled her mind as her own breath changed along with the rate of her heart beat, causing her to gasp aloud. And just like that the images were gone as were the odd sensations that had come over her. Icy thoughts filled her mind as her own breath changed along with the rate of her heartbeat, causing her to gasp aloud. And just like that the images were gone as were the odd sensations that had came over her. She was left with a feeling of being empty and alone and very cold, despite the fact that her face was flushed with both heat and embarrassment. She was pretty sure that by now it was a pretty purple shade of red.
The hundred or so students around her were staring at her as if she had just grown a second head. It didn’t matter that the couple in front of her were practically having sex. Oh no, she was the weird one who had nearly given her self away. Perhaps nearly was the wrong word. So rather than stay in line and explain why she looked as if she was suffering from the aftershocks of an amazing orgasm, she turned on her shaky heels and more than just ran out of the outdoor office. The brunette didn’t stop until she reached the edge of campus and slumped against the large oak tree.
This had not been her idea for such a beautiful Friday afternoon. It wasn’t the line that bothered her so much as the people. Lately she had been having trouble ignoring her ‘Problem.’ The thing that her parents had called her ‘Special gift.’ Hell it didn’t feel so special, not when it sucked her into the mind of others and got her lost in their feelings. Sucking in a deep breath she looked down at the papers in her hand. What in the hell had she been thinking? Who needed Abnormal Psych when yah lived it almost everyday of your life?