Its a filthy world (tate langdon)

Chapter 2 : The Fall

I twirled the chain around my fingers, the cool metal sobering me from my slumber. The red jewel glittering from the rays of sunlight, beaming through my window, and the T. the beautiful T, it takes my breath away. But how, how could this be? It was a dream, an altered state of mind, an untapped level of my subconscious. 

Or was it? Was this beautiful boy anything more than a figment of my imagination, conjured up from too many shitty teen love stories? Of course it wasn't, God, I really need to stop thinking so much into stuff.

Sighing, I briskly walk into my bathroom. Sluggishly undressing, I start up the shower, immediately getting in. The cool water chills me to the bone, causing me to jump back, my sudden movement sends me crashing to the ground. As my head makes contact with the tile; I feel nothing, I am numb, and everything fades to black. I awake back in the meadow, the beautiful boy from before is lying next to me. The smell of grass and flowers fill my senses.

 I'm calm, at peace.

 I turn slightly to the boy whose brown eyes I've come to love. I instantly regret my decision when a sharp pain shoots through my cranium.

"You shouldn't be here you know," a warm smile etches itself onto his face. He chuckles slightly, "you  should probably wake up know,"

A feeling of guilt washes over me, "I-I didn't mean to, it-it just happened!" I cry, stumbling over my words. "I just fell, and...I don't know!"

"Hey, hey," He shushes, " It's okay. You just need to wake up," he smiles, tucking a stray hair behind my ear. "Just wake up."

I latch onto his free hand; a feeling of panic rises in my chest. "But I like it here! Its pretty...and I enjoy...you..."

He caresses my hand, a loving look in his eyes."I'll always be here when you need me, but right now your family needs you." He lulls me into peaceful state; unfortunately the meadow starts to fade away.

A freezing tile floor replaces it, and the distant screams of my mother. 

Forcing my eyes open I see her kneeling above me, tears in her eyes. A smile brakes onto her face as she sees my awoken state. Clutching her hand, I shakily sit up. "I'm okay, I'm okay," I reassure her, nodding she helps me to my feet.

Warmth spreads from my cheeks down to my chest, as I realize the extent of my exposed self. Reaching for a towel, I stumble to my bed. Slipping under the covers, I hear my mother say something about getting rest for the move tomorrow. Hopefully moving to sunny L.A. will help clear my head of all this weird voodoo necklace shit.

 A fresh start, just what I need.