Nowhere Boys and Their Nowhere Girl (Felix Ferne FanFiction)

Chapter 8***

"-----------------------------------------, PLEASE COME BACK!" The tear was closing.

I stopped breathing as the tear closed,

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO! -----" I turned to see what tackled me, it wasn't moving, I moved over to it and started punching it,

"NO, HOW COULD YOU? I HE I he he I just got him back, and you made me let go, I swore I would never let go of him again, but you— you—" I couldn't finish, my head and heart hurt, the man rolled over grabbing a hold of my wrists,

"Stop it you stupid girl, that was my son, I figured if I made you let go, he would be safe. You made me lose my fucking son you little bitch!" I man tackled me again, I saw his face,

"Papa?" his eyes widened,

"Blakey girl?" I nodded,

"Wait, your name's Roland?" he nodded,

"You didn't know?'" I shook my head,

"Oh papa, so this is who you are. I'm so glad I found you. He'll come home I promise, ----- will come home. Trust me, Papa. I—" shit everything was going black again,

"Papa, I gotta go now, don't worry about either of us, we will be fine, I promise you. I love—" I couldn't finish my sentence because I was ripped back to my world and out of my old one, and away from my father. I closed my eyes as I felt like I was flying, I stayed calm, it was easy, simple.

When I opened my eyes I saw Phoebe sitting a few metres away from me on the wall, crying, shit— what now?

"Phoebe?" My voice was hoarse, hmm, weird, I was just using it was a few minutes ago. Phoebe looked at me and cried in relief, I sat up, and part of the office was trashed,

"Holy shit Blake, I thought you were dead," she crawled over to me and grabbed me pulling me into a bear hug. Shit, can't breathe again,

"Pheebs, kinda need my lungs back to live, but I can't use 'em when you're crushing 'em," Phoebe pulled away and nodded,

"Sorry, it's just— Blake—" she paused as if she was scared to tell me,

"You've been unconscious for twelve hours—"

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Twelve hours? But that's the time in my— holy shit, my soul actually left my body, I actually time travelled in my vision. So that's means I was in another time where I was just a few metres away from my other self— freaky. Phoebe had calmed down now. It had been an hour and twenty cups of herbal tea, all of Phoebe of course, but she seems pretty fine now. Actually, she seemed too normal—

"Blake you know you have to start school tomorrow right?" I nodded, as much as I didn't want to, I knew I had to. It was the only way I could actually stay here,

"Yeah, but I need to fit in more, I should probably go get ready, I still need to buy some more things. If I head off now, would you be good by yourself? I know that shook you up a bit?" she nodded,

"Yeah, go, I have work to do," I nodded,

"Okay, be good and stay safe, I will see you later tonight, Bye,"

"Okay, bye Blakey girl," and she smiled as I walked out of the room. And as soon as I walked out, I started crying, Papa called me Blakey girl that was always my nickname from my parents. Wait— that means my Dad almost killed me— and Sammy saved me, shit SAMMY! Damn it, I have to put up with him from now on, god I hope I can still climb trees— if I can't I'm dead, I need to be able to hide.

I walked about the streets quietly, no one looked and no one stared, I better get some food before I go home, I don't actually know the last time I brought food, okay, I don't remember the last time I ate. But I guess that's a good thing, so I don't actually need to buy food goodie.