The Boy Who Wasn't Real

"Theres nothing promised, except death"

-Dr. Wells from Flash.

It was the end of the day, I dropped off Ethen at his house, then I drove home. "I have a few hours to spend. So I guess it's cleaning time." I spent my time cleaning, making dinner, picking out a playlist, and picked out our favorite movies and couple of new movies we haven't seen yet.

*knock knock*

"Comming!" I ran to the door. "Hey baby." I went for a kiss before she pushed me away. "Sorry, I thought-" I tried to say before Charlie interrupted  me with, "It's fine." Charlie walked in sitting on the couch. "Hey can I tell you something?" Charlie asked. "Yeah of course. Shoot away." I told Charlie, sitting next to her. "Do you believe in Genies?" Charlie asked. "Not really. I mean I believe you can be your own genie if you work hard on everything you want." I said. "What if I tell you I met one. And I had one wish." Charlie  said, looking at me dead in the eyes. "Okay, what if I asked you, one, how did you find a genie, and two, what you wished for?" I chuckled. "I can't tell; and I wished for you." Charlie had small tears in her eyes. "Aw, that's cute babe." I said. "No, I'm serious. I wished that you were made. I made you. I wished that you loved me, and only me. I wished a boyfriend that could make Rebecca jealous. I wanted her to notice me and be mine. Now that I have what I want-" Charlie said, pulling something out of her bag. I got up. "This is a really weird break up." my eyes grew small when I saw an axe in my girlfriend's bag. "Have you ever wondered why you don't have any thoughts? That you don't have a thought process? I made you that way. I made you to literally speak your mind." Charlie held her are. I saw my reflection on the stone.  "What is she talking about?!" I said, walking backwards. "SEE? YOU DIDNT SAY THAT IN YOUR MIND, BECAUSE YOU DONT HAVE ONE!! HAVE YOU EVER WONDERED WHY YOU DONT SEE YOUR PARENTS?" Charlie yelled. I dropped to the ground. "I have parents! They're just busy!!" I whimper. "WHATS THE LAST MEMORY OF YOUR PARENTS THEN? HUH?" Charlie swung her axe. "I- I don't remember." My whole world was in panic. "I MADE YOU A GOOD COOK, A GOOD BOY, THE PERFECT BOY!" Charlie yelled again, so did her axe. I ran then I felt a very sharp pain in the back of my leg. I was about to scream before Charlie closed my mouth with her hand. "I never killed anyone in my life. But, you're not a real person. ARE YOU?!?" Charlie pulled me up to the full sink of water that was for our dinner. She used her whole body to shove my face into the water. I didn't know what to do. My leg hurt so bad, the love of my life was trying to murder me. I could feel my last breathe comming up. I struggled. Charlie was a girl but a strong one. "I'm sorry! This is for your own good!!" I heard Charlie's muffle. I couldn't hold my breath no longer. I shoved my arms around, hoping it could hit something. I swung my arm, and I felt something. The weight on my head was gone. I got my face out of the water. I could breathe!! I looked behind me. Charlie was rubbing her neck and took deep breaths. I hit her throat! I ran, I opened the door hard and ran out. Everything was blurry. I almost died. I just ran. I tried to scream, I couldn't. I heard one of my friends say once. They hated nightmares. Not because they're horrible, but every time they tried to scream, they couldn't. It was the worst part of the whole thing. I was in a nightmare. I couldn't scream and I was running away from the person I trusted most.