The End of The Beginning

Chapter 29

Chapter 29:

She entered my dreams again. I tried to shake her out of my brain but her image wouldn't go away. It was as if she was walking towards me, her red hair flowing behind her as flames would wave in a fire. She was saying my name over and over again, her voice not rising above a whisper. It was almost as if she were pleading with me. I wanted to run towards her but I stay put for fear that she might run away again.

After what felt like forever, she was right in front of me, her face inches away from mine. "Owen," she smirked. It was a friendly smirk though, as if she wanted to smile but just...couldn't.

"Hey," was all I managed. I gulped. "Rose."

She reached out, as if she wanted to touch me, as if she wanted to comfort me. She lowered her arm though, probably thinking better of it. I wanted to embrace her or just comfort her, but there was a gap, a space small enough for it to be awkward but not yet small enough to mean anything. I was afraid if I stepped any further I would be entering the deadly area called The Friend zone.

We stood there for a while, just looking ay our feet, kicking invisible rocks before Rose broke the silence. "It's been a year." She mumbled. I wrapped my mind around the thought that if it were actually July, my birthday was two months ago. Not just meaning I missed it, but also meaning I'm now fifteen. I would be getting ready to go to tenth grade. Just thinking about school made me shiver in longing. I sound crazy, indeed, but being out for so long, I'd take a pop quiz over battling demons any day.

"I'm on the mountain." She said, and then everything went black. I felt as if I were being shaken again. Swinging my arms around and squirming I heard a yelp. The sudden sound brought my mind back to reality.

"God dammit, mate!" David wailed.

"Oi! Sorry." David was holding his nose, his glasses at an awkward angle (he wears glasses?).

"You were muttering that name again." He muttered as he walked out the door. With him stumbling out, Grace ran in, a large smile on her face. Her hair was braided and restored to full color. Her eyes were restored to their natural ocean blue as well. She was wearing a floral jumpsuit with pink flip-flops. She came jumping on to my bed, nestling her head in my chest.

"Owen!" she squealed. I hugged her against me. I can't believe I lived without her for as long as I did. "Who's Rose?" Grace inquired. I sighed, knowing I couldn't keep a secret this big for too long. I set her on a chair next to my bed as I sat up.

"Gracie, she's a friend of mine."

"I don't mutter Jenna's name in my sleep." A shadow cast over her face as she started to recall our old life. Her eyes were becoming moist and I lifted her up so that she could sit in my lap.

"Oh God, Grace, don't cry."

"What's Hell?" she muttered.

I froze. Did she know about my powers? Did she even know who Satan is? Have I been muttering Hell in my sleep? Seeing my stunned face she quickly said, "I heard David and his mom talking about it." This just made me shiver, my mind racing. She hugged me, knowing I was upset.

"I love you, Grace" I whispered to her.

"I love you too, O." She hasn't called me O since before she couldn't pronounce my name. I smiled at her.

David came barging in. "Sorry to interrupt this family reunion but I've made a discovery. Grace, scurry along, O and I have things we need to discuss." He said, smirking at me.

"Oh, ha ha, very funny."

"Aren't I? Okay, I've been researching and there's a serum to get rid of Hell power and change it to simply fire. I have to erase your memory though."

I bolt up. "No!" I scream. "No, isn't there some other way? I want to keep my memories."

"Sorry mate, it's the only way."

"I'll figure out another way," I mumble, quite frustrated. "There has to be another way."

David frowned at me, then decided there was no way to win this fight and walked out the door, leaving me to my thoughts. I may have some bad memories but some can never be replaced. Even writing them down, there are people and experiences I really don't want to forget. I will find another way. I drift back off into unbreakable sleep.