Dream Journal

Chapter 2

Chapter Two - Christina

"Yo, Christina. You be ready for the firework show?" my boyfriend, Zader, asked me.

We were at Cambridge, a place in the middle of nowhere outside of the giant city I lived in. Hundreds of people stood all around us waiting for the fireworks show that was supposed to start in ten minutes.

"Of course I'm ready," I told him. Zader had been acting suspicious lately. Not particularly in this exact moment, but in the last two weeks. He's been snooping around, telling white lies, and asking odd questions. It was so obvious why he invited me here tonight. He had one purpose, and one purpose only.

Putting out the last of his cigarette, he turns to face me and says, "We been knowin' each other for a long time now. I think it's time to take our relationship to the next level. You know what I'm sayin'?"

The reason for his mischievous behavior lately is that he wants to propose to me. It was so obvious that I already have my mind made up as to what I am going to say when he asks. Yes, I would love to marry you! This is the moment every girl waits for in her life and it was finally going to happen to me.

He continues, "So I guess I be wonderin' if you want-"

I'm so anxious, nervous, and excited right now that I don't allow him to continue. Instead, I take one step forward and wrap my arms around his red jacket, pecking his lips with mine during the motion. He responds by pulling me tighter and gliding his tongue against my upper lip. I feel his hands on my chest. The sensation feels so amazing and quixotic, but we're in a public place so I don't appreciate it. Moving my lips off of his, I push his arms down to my waist and turn my head to the side.

That's when my eyes lock onto a boy about fifty yards away from me and a bunch of memories flood into my mind. Memories I had completely forgotten about. The Four Quests. The Principal and Teachers. Envy and I falling in love with each other. Envy killing me.

With all these old memories, I realize how much wrong I've done. I would never be able to be with anyone else other than Envy. "Zader, I'm sorry, but I can't marry you. I... I'm in love with someone else."

As I'm pushing his arms off me, he says, "That's cool yo. I didn't like your white-trash, bipolar personality anyway," and then he calls me some choice words and stomps off.

My eyes have been locked onto Envy's eyes the entire time, but as soon as I take a step towards him, he gives a sad smile and turns around to take off running. I start sprinting after him and yelling his name so loud I get a bunch of heads to turn in my direction, but none of the heads are his.

I'm not mad at him. For killing me, I mean. It's not even an option to be mad at him for doing what he did. At the time, when he had the gun pointed directly at me, I was pissed, I was furious. But now, I see he did it for a reason, to keep me alive.

Between Envy and I, I'm a lot faster. So much faster that I catch up with him in a matter of seconds. From behind, I grab onto the back of his shirt to get him to stop running.

"Leave me alone! Stop following me!" Envy bellows, stopping and turning to face me, his eyes meeting mine. With a lowered, more serious voice he continues, "Look, just leave me alone. You go on and do your own thing and I'll go on and do my own thing. This is where our two paths separate to never meet again."

He starts to turn away from me again, but I grab his arm to stop him from doing so, "Just give me a chance to explain. It wasn't my fault. I-"

"It wasn't your fault? So you had nothing to do with kissing that guy? Christina, you're full of yourself. You were so into it, you're just so freakin' promiscuous you can't even see it. You never cared about me. You only made me believe you did to get my help during the quests. I'm sorry, but I have to go. I never want anything to do with you ever again. Goodbye."