Gone for days (complete)

Chapter Four: Dreaming of you

JE's POV -------=======-------________-------========-------_______-------
"Jordan..."
I startled awake. In a field of...what were these?
"Jordan..." Why was Noelle's voice in my dream? What was this dream?
"Jordan come on! I miss your stupid face!"
"I'm coming Noelle. I'm coming."
I ran down the hill. Through these orange and red and white flowers. Pink and magenta and red orange and blood red. Grey and white.
Why do these colors look familiar??
When I finally arrived there sat Noelle. Her face covered by her hair and glasses and mask.
I sighed.
"I wish you would stop wearing that."
"but you know you love the suspense"
"I know I love you." I whispered.
"What was that?"
I looked at her.
"Nothing"
"Oh come on you can tell me. I'm only imaginary."
"I said I know I love you."
she looked at me. I could feel my cheeks burning. She pulled me down to her level. And leaned in a little closer.
"you know."
She looked at me. Her hand in my hair. The willow branches slowly folding her out of view pulling her away.
"I don't know it yet. But I love you to."
I startled awake.
What was that?
Why was she in the dream?
Why did I have THAT dream?
Why did she get pulled away?
I heard a voice over the phone.
Softly Noelle was singing.
"And then we tumbled to the ground and then you say."
I smiled and started recording her.
"I think were alone now. There doesn't seem to be anyone around."
"I think were alone now. The beating of our hearts is the only sound."
"I think were alone now."
I closed my eyes.
"There doesn't seem to be anyone around."
I imagined me and her. Having just fallen over drunk or really tired. Maybe both. In a house that's completely deserted.
"I think were alone now. The beating of our hearts is the only sound."
Me just holding her. Her head close to my heart. Just listening. Just listening.
I fell asleep again.
No Dreams. Just darkness.
When I awoke I was clutching a pillow. Not clutching. More like cuddling it.
Why am I cuddling with a pillow?
I looked over at my phone. You could see Noelle's face was buried in her pillow. She was asleep. I took a screenshot. She was just so perfect.
I know I love you.
It was so true it hurt.
I love you.
I loved her.
An image from my dream clicked.
The flowers.
I tabbed out of FaceTime.
Looking up the one thing the order of colors could make.

lesbian pride flag.
Images found 5,980

I pulled up a picture.
It was the exact same colors as the flowers in my dream.
Am I...?
Guess I am.
I tabbed out and looked back at face time.
Noelle had changed positions. Now facing the camera. I could see her dirty blonde curls covering half her face. But the other half looked beautiful.  Her small line of a mouth. Her sharp jawline. The way her cheekbone contoured against everything that seemed so perfect.
Made it even more perfect.
Without realizing it I took a screenshot. Wanting to save every bit of her incase I fucked up.
She was to perfect to loose.
Muting my microphone I got up. Walking downstairs with my phone. Thank god my parents were on a two month business trip. Personally I just think they wanted to get rid of me.
I can't believe I'm doing this.
I thought. I grabbed snacks. Crackers. Chips. Anything that would last a long trip.
Into the bag with you.
I clutched my phone while I packed my clothes some more.
This is going to be real long.
But luckily. I had no plans to come back.
I went online.
My parents were idiots. Leaving me with there credit card is the dumbest thing you can do.
I hadn't spent anything yet soooooo here goes.

Houses in the Dallas Texas area.
I searched. I don't know why Texas caught my eye but it did.
Nothing great. Not enough space.

Houses in the Portland Oregon area.
Anywhere in Oregon caught my eye. mostly because of my favorite TV show.

Houses in the LA California Area.
Expensive and small. No.

Last two options.
Florida?
Or stay in freaking new York.

"Hey Noelle?" I'm glad her name was the same as her gamer tag. It made it easier for me.
"Hmm?" She grunted drowsy.
"Florida or New York?"
"New York." She said drowsiness creeping into her voice.
She was so cute when she was drowsy or sleepy.
Or sleeping
"New York it is. Go back to sleep."
She went back to sleep after about a minute. She was always up to late. Reading or talking to me. Sometimes even writing new lore for the bees and trees.
I looked at the houses in new York. I checked Rhoade Island.
There was a house on a hill. Three bedroom. Two bathroom.the kitchen actually looked decent. I liked to cook so that was a plus.
The living room looked alright. Not exactly the Best. But a little bit of a paint job never hurt anyone. I looked at the outside. A pine tree sat right in front of the house on the hill. It made little to no sense why Noelle was so into Greek mythology. Or atleast a series of books about it. But this looked like the hill an entire camp was hidden on. This looks like something out of the book.
My finger hovered over purchase.
This is a terrible idea. They'd just track me down.
But you'd see Noelle's face!
But what if she doesn't feel the same?
Friendship ruined. But if that happens you can move on.
But I won't be able to. We've been friends for four years. Wait no five years and a day. I don't want to fuck it up.
Then don't tell her.

Don't tell her.

"what are you doing here?" I heard Noelle say In her sleep. "Your not supposed to be here."