3Chapter 7 - Jonas Spencer
Jonas was fed up of Leon. Ever since Frey had started hanging out with them, she was all that mattered to him. He kicked a can away as he walked through the rain. His grey hoodie was heavy from the water trapped in its fibres. A bolt of lightning illuminated the sky. It was close; he watched it strike the nearby high rise flat. He began to run. It took him by surprise. A tree next to him took a hit, and fell.
The last thing he remembered was pain.
Or so he thought. When he first awoke, he was confused. Then panic flooded his mind. The rain was still falling. He was numb all over. He didn't want to open his eyes. What if this was the afterlife? What if he was about to suffer eternal torture for his atheist beliefs. What if... wait... He slowly opened his eyes. He was on the floor, under the tree…. He could feel his broken ribs, but the pain was gone… he hoped it wasn't because he had gone numb… he knew he had little chance of moving the tree, but he tried anyway, and almost jumped, as he found he could lift it as easy as if it were a mere twig…
Things flooded his mind. Was this real? Was he some kind of superhero? Was he a freak? What if...
Jonas didn't sleep that night. Luckily for him, the rain had washed all the visible blood away, so he just told his mother he had walked around the flooded subway, which had gotten him lost. He had decided it best to keep it a secret. The last thing he wanted was to spend the rest of his life in some sort of zoo.
The next day in school, Luke noticed something wasn't right. First off, Leon was missing. Luke knew that despite the fact he was under a lot of stress, from the absence of Frey, he would still get out of bed. He hadn't missed a day of school, since they had met in year 5. It was as if he didn't get sick… ever.
Secondly, Jonas seemed to have developed a lot of strength and stamina over night. They had fitness in P.E., and as the rest of set 4 stumbled out of the fitness suit struggling to breathe, and dripping sweat, Jonas jogged out, backwards.
At the end of the day, Luke inquired as to Jonas' new athletic ability.
"I just ate my wheat-a-bix!" he joked.
"Jonas, what about Leon? He hasn't missed a day of school since year 5!" said Luke
"Luke, Leon doesn't care about us. All he cares about anymore is Frey. Just forget about him. He forgot about us" Jonas had always been jealous. Over almost anything.
"But he might be in trouble!"
It happened before Luke had finished speaking, making him jump. Jonas screamed
"Just leave it!" and punched a tree. It splintered, and only just remained standing.
"What happened to you!?" said Luke, beginning to panic. He started to walk away.
"You know what, you just don't know when to shut up!" said Jonas. He was lost in rage. In the blink of an eye, he stood in mere centimetres away from him.
He grabbed Luke, and punched him in the face, knocking him unconscious instantly... the impact of what he had just done struck. He hadn't used anywhere near his full blow. After seeing his fist splinter a tree, he had decided not to. But still. He had just probably destroyed Luke's mind. He saw two figures walking towards him. One stopped, and looked. He ran for it. It was foggy again; maybe they hadn't seen his face…