FrAcTuReD (Part One) (Completed continued in Part Two)

Chapter. 05 (Slight Edit)

"Do you know the name of these flowers?" the girl asked.

"Rose of Sharon," Charla said. "It's a type of carnation, they grow mainly in the fall but I've seen a few that live in winter."

This particular type of flower was white but in the center of the bud it had a distinct splash of red making them stand out more than the regular kind. Charla stretched out her hand to the flower and as her fingertips slightly made contact with the petals images flashed in her mind of the snow falling, the sounds of people calling out and running about, medical personnel and then seeing her brother's lifeless gaze as he lay on the gurney before seeing that same flower, alone and seeming to pop out of the snow near the edge of the road and looked to be splattered with blood before Charla quickly pulled her hand away from the flower in front of her.

Her hand began to shake as she grasped her hand with her left. Just as I thought, still can't touch it without having flashbacks.

The girl noticed how Charla's hand was trembling slightly. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm alright." Charla then stood up and readjusted her bag. "You take good care of those flowers, and maybe I'll see you around."

"You're heading home?" the girl asked as she stood up as well.

"I am, not feeling all too good but it'll pass, it always does." She looked at the girl. "What's your name?"

"I'm Sarah, Sarah Finnegan, though some people call me Roza. I'm a first year."

"Roza, you're part Spanish then?"

Sarah smiled sweetly. "On my Mom's side yeah, um, what's your name?"

"Charla Liebert, and as you already know I'm the second year that everyone seems to keep talking so much about." And I wish they didn't...

Sarah laughed. "Yeah, so wait you're from the Liebert family?" her expression changed to that of interest and wonder. "I heard that they were one of the families that founded this town, that's pretty cool."

"It's just a name," she said with a shrug. "Anyway I should go, sorry for bugging you."

"It's no problem at all." Charla turned to leave only to stop when Sarah added. "Feel better soon okay?"

With a slight scoff to herself and wary smile Charla merely waved. "I'll be sure too, later." She then left the school grounds without so much as looking back.

Charla walked while listening to her music until she reached the spot where she first met Alex, and this time looked for any oncoming cars. One way looked completely dark, allowing little to no sunlight into the area from the depths of shadows reminding Charla a bit of a tunnel. Just to be safe she removed her headphones so she could hear any cars so none would surprise her but didn't bother to turn off her MP3 the music from before playing softly. She was about to make her way across only to stop when a motorcycle came through, the rider actually seemed to slow to a stop as if waiting for Charla to cross. She made a silent gestor for the rider to keep on going but the person made no move whatsoever, the driver just looked at her.

Okay, that was a little odd.

When she quickly crossed the driver then went off only to stop again to look at her in silence. Why though?

"Charla!" Alex's voice called out causing the driver to casually drive off before Alex caught up to her. The girl looked as if she had run a marathon as she rested her hands on her knees and let out deep breaths.