Finding You (Phan au)

Chapter 2

TRIGGERS: Major character death, blood, and confusion(?) 

Word Count: 1,166

Dan's POV

Friday, January 14

I sat up in my bed with a start and I ended up hitting my head on the ceiling of my room. Was it all a dream? It sure didn't feel like one. If it was a dream, then that would be the first one where there was actually a face to go with those lightning blue eyes.

My head started to pound and I reached my hand up to the top of my head to evaluate the damage. When I pulled it back down, my hand was dripping blood. I started to feel light-headed, and ended up passing out on my bed. When I woke up, a hand was shaking me and I was very confused.

"What the heck happened to you?" PJ asked frantically.

"I uh- I hit my head and it started to bleed everywhere, but I'm f- Wait a second. What are you doing here?"

"Our boss sent me down here to get you because you never told him about staying home. By the way, what's your name?"

"I already told you, when we were talking in the kitchen yesterday."

"That never happened. Yesterday I had a day off and I have never talked to you before."

"Oh."

Now I was really confused. I could have sworn that I had talked with PJ yesterday. I also remembered PJ having that exact voice, and if we had never spoken before, how would I know he sounded like that?

"You missed the whole work day, so let's go to the execution ceremony."

"I thought that was yesterday, but ok."

PJ started to slowly lead me to the center of the town, and he was holding on to me so I was closing my eyes the entire time. He was rambling on about how these execution ceremonies were wrong and how they shouldn't be this severely punished, but I wasn't really listening. I was trying to gather together what had, and hadn't happened.

I came to the conclusion that everything that I thought had happened yesterday was, in fact, a dream, although I still couldn't figure out how I knew what PJ's voice sounded like.

Oh well.

When we got to the crowd, PJ tried to get me to open my eyes, but I just shook my head and told him that I would open them when I was ready. At this point PJ was shaking me profusely and when I opened my eyes to tell him that I didn't want to watch, I was met with a sea of blue.

Right in front of my very eyes was the boy that I had dreamed about many times. The same boy that was in my dreams the night before. The boy I had never actually seen before, or so I thought. He was staring at me too, but with a sad expression on his face. I couldn't figure out why he would be sad, until I looked at where he was standing.

The boy of my dreams (literally) was next in line for the guillotine. My world started to spin.

Was my dream actually real? If it was real, then why am I not dead? What am I going to do about this blue-eyed mystery who is set up to die?

When I finally zoned back in, his head was placed in the hole in the wood that was already soaking with blood. I could feel tears welling in my eyes.

Was I ever going to see him again? Why was I still here if I died yesterday. Why was the ceremony today if we already had it yesterday?

And that's when it hit me. I was repeating the same day over again. It was still Friday, January 14, and I did in fact die yesterday. Except, it wasn't yesterday, it was today. That's when I focused my attention on the boy in front of me. His eyes were pooling with tears, and as the executioner pulled the rope to descend the blade he whispered, staring into my eyes, "I'm sorry."

It wasn't until PJ placed his hand on my shoulder and turned me towards him, did I realize that I was crying. The black- haired boy's head rolled off of the large wooden block and the crowd cheered, only making me sob more.

"Did you know him?" PJ asked me, his voice laced with sympathy.

"I think that I did, once," I mumbled back, unsure of what else to say.  

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PJ then lead a puffy-eyed me back to my house so that I could get a hold of myself. We talked for a few minutes before he finally decided to leave and go back to his house, since it was getting late. When I tried to sleep, all I could think about was that look in the boy's eyes as the blade sliced through his neck. It makes me shiver just to think about it. He didn't seem to be sad about the fact that he was dying like almost anyone else getting executed would, he just looked, lost? No, that wasn't the word. He looked like he was saying goodbye to a loved one; he looked brave, but yet scared at the same time.

I tried to fall asleep, but it was only 9:30 at night, and I usually get to sleep by 11:30 at the earliest. My brain was basically overflowing with questions at this point, but I was able to push those all to the back of my mind. The one thing that I just couldn't seem to stop thinking about, was the boy with the blue eyes. He captivated my thoughts and the only thing that I could fully understand was that today was not the first day I saw him, and what I thought yesterday was, was actually today again.

I was repeating the same day over and over again.

What I couldn't understand was why? This had never happened to me before, and the boy seemed like he knew me, although I had never met him.

Is he repeating the same day too?

That was the main flaw in everything I thought; I didn't know his perspective. He could have repeated this same day for years and I could have just been experiencing this for the first time. What I was also very confused about was whether or not he had been dreaming about my eyes too. If he was, then it wouldn't seem as creepy that I was doing it too, right? If he hadn't been dreaming of me, then why did he look at me and say that he was sorry? I was all just very confusing.

I decided to look out the window at the town clock to see what time it was, and it was 11:58 pm. I knew that I could probably fall asleep now, and so I closed my eyes, and within a minute, I was gone.  

AN/ Hello there! Sorry I keep leaving you on cliff hangers, but I want to do a day per chapter. I wrote this at about midnight so please don't sue me if I made any typos (oops I sowwy) Have a great day!