"Another vision"
Huh? I'm looking at the mirror, wearing a tux. I twist my body a little bit to see how it looks on me.
"Hmm, pretty nice." I compliment myself.
I notice the mirror has a picture of Sara on the edge and another one of...Jess in the opposite side. What does this mean?
I gasp reaching for air as soon as I wake up.
"Jeez, it wasn't scary at least." I said to my self.
As soon I get up from the bed, my destination was to head down stairs and make something for myself... but old habits die hard for Sara as I witness her making breakfast already.
"Mmm, smells real good." I complimented.
It was bacon and pancakes.
"Oh, t-thanks and good morning." She answers with a chuckle.
I sat on the chair beside the table and got served breakfast. On my way to get the first bite, Sara's gaze strikes me... she was starring at me.
"Hey? Are you okay?" I ask.
"Y-Yeah, more then ever." She chuckles nervously.
After eating my breakfast I get ready for school. On my way to school chills crawl up my spine. Looking around like crazy I notice the small arms waving in front of me.
"Hey! You forgot about me already?" The childish yet serious voice yells.
"Oh, lil Jake." I smile.
Aka: Little vision me
"What? We'll talk about that later, but more importantly look at Sara" He points behind me, "Sara is weirder than before."
I look and see her looking down...and sad.
"You should help-"
While heading towards her I sigh and ask.
"What's wrong?"
She flinches and looks up at me,
"Oh, nothing." She speeds up a little.
"Damn it... I don't think she's capable of waiting." I realizing.
"Yep, I thought you had known that from the beginning." Lil me answers.
In five minutes we reached the school and then got our normal classes. Sara had been focusing in class... so focused she never realized how I tried to get her attention unless the class was already over. Now it was lunch time, and on reaching the cafeteria I see Jess and Ellie seated on a chair eating lunch, I decide to ask if I could join. They welcome me with open arms... but Sara on the other hand felt uneasy and anxious.
"Are you okay?" Jess asked.
"Yeah, I-I'm totally fine." She says while sitting down, "I've heard a lot about you, that's all." She chuckles.
I've now realized, Sara has been really chuckling a lot today...
"Oh, don't believe rumors." Jess reassured, "If you want to know who am I then ask me... but do it later cuz I want to talk about Jake's taste of books."
"Hm?" I question.
"You have good taste, it was a nice story." She says and then drinks off the juice box.
"Makes me happy to hear you say that." I mention, nervously smiling.
She smiles.
"I would talk about it but lets leave it for the club." She mentions.
Then, there was a sudden silence in the group.
Craaaap, not this again... r-right I can't leave Sara out of this.
"Oh, sorry, this is Sara, she is my best friend." I present.
"Oh, nice to meet you, Sara." Jess greets while cleaning her mouth with a napkin
She places her hand forward and waits for Sara to shake it... Sara was in another world but they shake hands after a long but short five seconds of waiting.
"Hey Ellie, shake her hand." Jess tells her.
Ellie ignored her and kept playing with her food with a fork, but why? She's a jokester sometimes. Jess felt troubled, it made me ask her, somehow, flushed face.
"O-Oh, it's just that I-" Jess struggles and looks at Ellie who is secretly smirking, " *deep breath* I want to know more about you." She calmly answers.
"That's a surprise, people usually don't want to know the slightest thing from me." I answer, "But if you do then I gladly will, but my memory failed in my early years, but it started when I was-"
I told her about my life, avoiding the fact that my family is a wealthy one. Before bringing up the time I met Sara in the family, Jess's watch beeps, she deactivates it but stares as she waits for me to continue.
"Isn't it important?" I ask.
"Don't worry about it, your life is an interesting one." She answers.
I continue and tell her that the only memories I remember of Sara were the ones from fourth grade and above, below that time my memory is all fuzzy. The rest of them were about Sara and how she defended me from the bullies I had in every school to this day, and it reminded me about how careful she was and still is with me.
Minutes later her watch beeps again.
"Let's continue this later, your life is a complicated and sad one." She smiles, "But to make you feel better, let me remind you that we are friends now, right?"
I smile and nod realizing the friendship that was forming... but then it dies out after looking at Sara. She seemed really uneasy, but then my sights were set on Ellie, and her sights were set on Sara... she knows, does she?
After the club, Sara pretended to be asleep in every afternoon class. We are done with today's classes and headed home we were. Sara was gonna make a move, I felt it, she couldn't handle what was trying to escape from her.
As we pass an alleyway formed by two buildings, she grabs me and takes me beside a dumpster blocking the view of other people.
"What are you doin-" I try asking.
She wraps her arms around my neck and rubs her cheeks against mine. Sara had calmed down... it felt like I was her only antidote... but I don't wanna be that, I want to be her friend. Then, she looks at me and heads back home. Shocked and confused I follow her but further away. Three minutes later we reach home, she waits for me to unlock the door giving me the opportunity.
"Why did you do that?" I ask.
No answer.
"I'm not unlocking the door until you tell me." I reassure.
She sighs and answers
"B-Because I can't wait anymore, I thought I could but... but-"
I unlock the door and entered, cutting the sentence in half.
"I have to think about it." I said firmly, reminding her.
My room is cold from the late November evening, so I wrap my self around a comforter.
"What do I do?" I had repeatedly asked myself.
I'm sitting on my bed with both hands on my face.
"You really can't remember everything she did for you?" Little me asks outta the blue.
He appeared, sitting on my desk.
"Oh, I didn't see you in school, lil J."
"Why would I go to school?" He asks with a smirk.
"You were with me on my way there." I remember out loud.
"You know, when you were little you didn't like being around a lot of people." Lil me says, gently dropping on the floor, "But don't change the topic, don't you remember the times Sara did something for you."
"Okay then,*sigh* I can't remember, could you tell me?"
"Ha, you need to remember yourself... but this might remind you of something:
"Be careful...J"
Flashback
"Jake! Get down from there!" Ten year old Sara yells.
"I'm okay, don't wor- *snap* oh no!" I happily answer as the tree trunk snaps.
I fell from a 15 foot drop on a tree and injured leg.
"Jake!!" She exclaimed and looked at my wound.
"Don't worry, it's not that bad, I'll summon your-" Sara clarifies.
"Stay, please." Little me begs.
"O-Okay." She answers.
It was to hard to move because of the pain, but Sara calms me down as she kisses me on the forehead before my parents came outside. Sara detaches and hugs me.
End of Flashback
"I-I...I" I tried searching for a word.
"Didn't know?" Little me guesses.
"Yeah..." I answer.
"Now you do, dumb dumb." He teases with last words that remind me of something from the past.
Flashback
"Sara! Sara!" Eleven year old me waves from afar.
She comes up to me and suddenly asks.
"I... how do I put this?"
She is blushing and the beat of her heart could almost be heard, and looking right at the floor too, I've never seen her so nervous.
"What? You forgot how to wash the clothes, I can teach you again." I smirk.
"No, you dumb dumb, it's that I think I... like you." She whispers
"What was that?" I ask since it was too low.
"I want to stay with you forever." She reassures.
My pulse goes faster and I get nervous.
"Ah, I...I,*takes a deep breath* but dad told me that I can't have a maid as my girlfriend, it's against a rule." I mention, scratching my head and looking at the ceiling.
"Then...when we grow up, when you get a new house, we could be alone. So...can you promise me that *tips fingers together* when you move out of here, I can be something else than a maid, to you?"
I gently grab her shoulders and firmly say.
"If my parents don't notice, then I can promise it." I promise with a smile.
Sara smiles and hugs me.
End of Flashback
"How could I forget?"
"How could you? You firmly said to her that you would promise and what, it's been almost a year since you moved and what happened... nothing! This is why she is acting like this. She is probably crying in her room!...or...doing something else..." Little me pauses, "But maybe I'm wrong, because I don't think she remembers either."
"Y-Yeah, but still I need to talk to her... it's been sad today without her voice." I say, feeling a deep hole in my heart.
I bust out of my room and head to hers, knocking on her door. The lights were off but something felt different... there was a breeze coming from under the door. I close my eyes and open it.
"The window!"
"Sara I'm-."
I open my eyes and see the window wide open, causing me to walk up to it and look down outside of it... but nothing was there... she had ran away. A sigh escapes as I calm down, until I turn around. My heart skips a beat and I start feeling dizzy, it made me drop on my knees and take deep breaths. This is happening because of me, this is my fault. I made her wait almost a year, if she remembers. I place my hands on my mouth, from what I'm seeing.
Pictures of me covering every single wall as if I was a collectible. They were all different, I tried looking for copies but they were all completely different.
"This all your fault and you-" Little me reminds.
"SHUT UP! ARE YOU HERE TO HELP ME OR HAVE A FACT ON EVERY DECISION THAT I MAKE! Oh, it's your fault, you should be ashamed of your self." I mimic at the end
Wind brushes my face, reminding me of those words Sara had told me that night.
"She is going to get rid of Jess." I realize.
The words of little me floats around me.
"She is probably crying in her room!...or...doing something else."
How did she end up this way? Why can't I find out what's going on in her head? But has she always been like this, violent, even as a ten year old?
Author's Note
Waddup, I'm editing as quick as possible to keep the story going.
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