The Awakening

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        I took a deep breath wait... a deep breath? I was supposed to be dead!!!!! I sat up to see that Anthony's and Akiva's bodies weren't there anymore. and that the house was now clean. What the fuck?!?!?!  
        My head was throbbing and my chest hurt like hell. I looked down to see the knife still in my heart. I pulled it out but there was no pain... maybe I was dead. No I couldn't be dead cause my head still hurt.
         I loved this knife it was my favorite. The thing I loved most was that it was always sharp no matter how many times I had used it, it was still sharp. I also loved the handle, it was a dragon. It was easy to carry and easy to hold. I put the knife in the pocket of my hoodie. I knew this place like if it was my house well actually I did used to live here until Anthony started getting extremely jealous. I got up and walked to the kitchen.
        "He usually has some pills for the pain around here" I muttered to myself
As I walked I felt a little lighter but I ignored it. Inside the counter were 5 bottles of pills for pain. I got some water and and took 2 pills. I needed to look at myself but the only mirror was in Akiva's room and I didn't want to go there but I really had no choice. 
        Walking up the stairs I realized that there were dark stains on every other step. Blood.
        "No wonder why it stinks." I murmured
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        I gasped when I saw the hallway. It was dark and blood was all over the walls and floor. His room was the one all the way down the hall. As much as I hated to admit, the hall scared me a little and I didn't want to walk through it.
        "Damn it, Zyana ! it's just a hall" I told myself. After getting myself together I walked down the hall. It seemed like with every step I took the darker it got.          
                Once I got to the door I was shaking so badly I could barely even walk. I slowly turned the doorknob pushed the door open.           
            There were two bloody chairs on the far left corner; surprisingly it didn’t stink like dried blood. Between the two chairs were two red lights, that looked like they were watching. Even more surprisingly his bed was clean and perfectly made, which meant he hadn’t used it in a while. Even tough I had just woken up I suddenly felt very tired and didn’t feel like going to the mirror in the closet so I lay down on the bed; it had Ace’s sent all over it.
        I missed him. I missed him a lot. Sure he ended up being a bitch but he was incredible, he was smart, he was sweet, he loved me enough to never letting me go after the many times I had broken his heart, and most importantly he was my kind plus I had known him since I was little. I knew that Akiva and me would never be anything but I liked him, he was cool, and he somehow got me away from Ace; well at least for a while.
        I remembered when we were in High School Ace died his hair for the first time, red. It was a dark red, I thought I made him look hot but I didn’t admitted cause I had just broken up with him. I never called myself pretty but I knew I wasn’t ugly but once I got to High School boys started flirting with me more than I ever thought I could be flirted with and it got on Aces nerves, thanks to that he got into a lot of fights but of course he always won.
 
                        ~*~*~*~*~*~Flashback~*~*~*~*~
 
        Once, some of the football players had surrounded me and tried to touch me. I punched the main one on the face knocking him out but I never been tall I’ve always been small so I had no chance on beating all of the 10 without revealing my identity. Luckily Ace came and beat the crap out of 3 of the strongest at the same time and scared off the rest. With that all the girls started flirting with him. I told him I was getting jealous so he started flirting back just to get me more jealous, that was when I first broke up with him.
The last time we broke up was in 11th grade on the school prom. We had danced for hours so we sat down. I asked him if he could bring me a drink and he left off. After 5 minutes I got worried so I went to look for him. After 15 minutes of looking I found him behind the school making out with the most popular girl in school, Aphrodite.
        I walked home crying and wishing I had never gone back out with him even my friends had told me I was stupid for going out with the guy that flirted with every girl. By the time I was half way to my house he had already called 8 times and 37 messages but I didn’t bother to answer the calls but I had answer one message and it was
Why don’t you answer my calls?” 
All I said was “it’s over. Have fun with Aphrodite” 
        Of course he kept texting me saying he was sorry and that it was a mistake but I just threw the phone on the ground and walked of leaving it behind me.
         About a week later, a guy came to give me my phone back. I knew him I had 5 classes with him but I had never talked to him, his name was Akiva. He said he had found it on the ground in the middle of the street. I said thanks and after that day we started talking more and more until he asked me out in 12th grade.
        Of course Ace didn’t like it so he tried to make Akiva’s life impossible but I told him to stop cause I was never going to go back out with him and that if he really loved me the way he said he did he would be the kid I fell in love with again. He denied saying that he had as many girls as he wanted so he left me alone only calling on my bro’s and my birthday and sending me flowers, sending my brother toys. He would leave flowers on my mom’s grave every month. I started becoming invisible in school only remembered as one of Ace’s ex girls.
After graduating I moved out of my mom’s house and traded it for one that was closer to Akiva’s house and farther from Ace’s.
   
                                    ~*~*~*~*~Flashback over ~*~*~*~*~*
 
            Even though I knew I was alone I still felt like someone or something was watching. After thinking about Ace for another while I fell into a deep sleep hugging one of his shirts that I found on the bed. 

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