The Only Girl In The World

Chapter Twenty

Edited

~Kaylee

My eyes blinked open slowly as I woke up. The lights were still off and the curtains were closed making the room dark but I knew it was morning already. My head still ached and I felt a little hot but other than that, I haven’t had a good night rest like this for a while.

Christian was still asleep next to me, his arms still wrapped around me and I smiled slightly. He really did stay.

Trying my best not to wake him up, I reached for my phone to check the time surprised to see it was already ten in the morning. I could also see missed calls from my uncles and texts wondering where I was.

“Rick came over looking for you, I told him you were with me before he left.” I heard Christian say.

“Did I wake you?” I asked turning around so I was facing him now.

“I’ve been awake don’t worry.” He smiled. “Happy birthday by the way.”

“Oh yeah…today’s my birthday.” I realized. “How did you know?”

The last time I ever celebrated my birthday was when my dad died, ever since then, I could only mourn the death of my dad till recently my mom also. My birthday was something I tried hard to forget or at least ignore.

“From the twenty questions we played.” He replied.

“It’s ten in the morning, you’re going to miss school.” I said changing the topic.

“Correction, I already missed school. Don’t worry, I called in sick.”

“You shouldn’t have to, you’re-“

“You really don’t seem to understand do you?”

“Understand what?”

“How important you are to me.”

“You’re just using this as an excuse not to go to school” I playfully glared at him even though what he said made my heart skip a beat.

“Glad to know you’re back to yourself.” He laughed. “Did you sleep well though?”

“Yeah. I haven’t felt this good in a while.” I smiled. “I didn’t even have any nightmares.”

“I’m glad.” He smiled back. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“Maybe…” I sighed and sat up. “I don’t know…my parents died on the same day just years apart. Somehow, my brain twisted it up so much that I keep having the same nightmares of the crash but they both end up dying. And I have to watch it over and over again, I have to relive it all over. All different scenarios but they always end up dead. Yesterday, it was different….I killed them.”

My hands were starting to tremble again as the memory threatened to resurface. Noticing my distress, Christian sat up as well placing his arm around my shoulder as I leaned my head on his.

“Good thing it’s just a dream, it didn’t happen. You didn’t kill them.” He tried to reassure me.

But he doesn’t know that I did. It goes so much deeper than that and maybe that’s why it keeps getting to me, because I knew it was true.

“Y-yeah…” I said letting out a small shaky breath. “My mom and I used to visit dad’s grave every year. Now I can’t even visit the both of them.”

“You lived in Brooklyn right? Before you moved here to Boston. I can take you there.” Christian said making me look up at him.

“It’s OK, you’ve already done enough for me.” I smiled.