Forest

Crows

A storm was coming. The air grew cold and the wind stung. Jill said she was leaving to go find sticks so we could board our windows up before the storm came but she came back empty handed and crestfallen. Dead crows were falling all around us. I looked up to see their black feathers falling. A cold dense air rushed in. I shivered at this air. Rain drops fell upon my porcelain skin. Rolling down like tears. I grabbed kills arm and pulled her inside so we could shelter from the rain pelting down. Closing the door nearly sent chills down my back from the draft it made. It had gotten extremely cold, for someone who couldn't feel I sure fucking felt this. I grabbed the alcohol from the top shelf. Jill gave me a stern look. "You shouldn't be drinking that" she said while crossing her arms."I get you're older and all but that doesn't mean you can just drink whatever you want. I still care about you." She snatched bottle out of my hand before I could pour It into my glass and put it in a cabinet. "Its so cold in here, we should start a fire. I'm freezing my ass off" I said while watching my breathe evaporate Into the air like steam coming off hot coffee. I sat by the fire slowly warming, wondering, and dreaming about what it would be like to be alive again. Would anyone hug me like crazy screaming they missed me? Would they be creeped out? What would happen to Jill? As these thoughts rushed through my brain faster than a cop car in a chase. I could hear Jill faintly singing "the mouse jumps up, the mouse jumps down, the mouse jumps in the pot and then he drowns" over and over. I finally couldn't take the repetitious singing. "Jill!" I screamed. "Are you done singing? Not that I don't love your gorgeous voice. But I'm in a thinking process and it's....well...distracting." "Sorry, I'll just draw and leave you alone. No mean to disturb you" she got up off the ground and walked to the broken table and managed to sit down. My heart sunk. How could you do that, you're such a bitch. Ugh. Just shut up for the rest of your life. I thought while watching the fire spilt and crackle, popping in my ears. The warmth nearly melted my face so I decided it was time to back off and grab a blanket instead. I walked over to Jill to apologize, but while walking over there I saw her drawing crows falling. Before I could ask she crumpled it up and threw it away. "Jill why were you drawing that. You don't know something do you?" I asked confused. "Me...whattttt..no. Never. I'd tell you" her voice trailed off as she picked up the paper to go throw it in the fire. I grabbed her by the arm. "Liar! You know something!" I screamed. I grew angrier and angrier the longer she took to explain. She let out a long sigh. "Okay fine. I do know something. But nothing about the crows. I promise. I just saw them and drew them. But." She stopped. "BUT WHAT!" I Screamed so the whole world could hear. Her face grew pale. I didn't mean to frighten her. She continued like her life that's gone depended on it. "But today is the day my mom was taken away. I don't know if that has anything to do with it. I swear I don't. That's all I know. And it creeps me out." Slipping out of my grasp she threw it in the fire. But there was something in those eyes that made me believe she knew more. Not able to leave it made it hard do anything. We sat bored for almost five hours. But hey who's counting oh yeah. Me. This is worse than hell. I'd rather be there. At least they've got Booze. I think. Right? Anyways. I try to think of the positives like that this is way fucking better than last year when I broke my foot and I was in the hospital for longer than I should've been. Yeah. Compared to that. This is heaven. Which I don't believe in either hell or heaven. No I'm not atheist, just simply don't believe. Blasphemy ik, I've heard it all before. Even got me kicked out of this vapid, and ineffectual youth group and that I threw a little party for myself once I didn't have to go anymore. Good Lordy loo was it boring in there. And this weird ass kid always starred at me. Everyone told me he liked me. Which was great except he was creepy and followed me around. On my list of turn offs that's number one. Enough of my rambling to myself in my head. It's time to do something. "Hey Jill? Come here for a sec. I think I conjured up a game we can play while we wait for this storm to pass!" She rushed over almost tripping on the doll on the ground which we call Eva the eyeless doll, because she has no eyes. Hence the name. I'm trying not to point out the obvious. I swear. We've been sitting here bored for so long any type of entertainment was like a starving man at a endless buffet. Pure happiness. The game was simple. Whoever stopped naming a color first lost and the winner would make them do something. I went first. Colors spewed from our mouths. Our room basically filled with colors. Red, blue, purple, mauve, yellow, green, fawn, chocolate, olive, red..........fuck! I messed up. I said it twice. Jill gave a evil smirk from ear to ear. "You're mine now precious" she said while cackling like a witch. Jill sat there for about five minutes thinking of what I should do finally. A light bulb popped up. "Ahah. At last. I dare you to I dare you to jump in the river. I know a place where it's really deep!" My face turned clammy and pale. How could I explain I couldn't swim. I couldn't. That's so embarrassing. "Ha..ha..okay. I will. Later way later. It's too stormy outside." I spoke with uncertainty trying to procrastinate doing it. "What are you talking about the storm ended an hour ago....... dingleberry." Her voice got softer but I could still hear what she said. "I am not you dingus! Don't call me that." I turned around and pouted, offended by that name. I have a short temper and a childish mind. Aren't I great? Yeah sarcasm. I got up making a weird grunting sound like I'm getting old or something. I made a weird face for that. "Okay I'll go do it but before that. I'm sitting on the porch I like to think outside after a good rain. I love the cool crisp smell of rain. I love how you can feel the dense coldness of it. Rain is my favorite type of weather. I opened the door to hear that awful screeching sound that made me cringe. I leaned over the railing and pulled out a cigarette. Thank god Jill is t out here to kill me. I clicked my lighter a couple of times before the cigarette actually lit. I guess it was that wet out that the moisture held in the air. If that makes sense. After storms like this I like to just listen. Observe and think. I heard the trees sway back and forth cracking the branches together and rustling the leaves. I also heard the drawn out drips of rain coming off the leaves slowly making it's way down dripping off other leaves to the bottom. It reminded me of a fountain. Beginning my long thinking process I started off with Alex. Is he okay? I didn't know. It felt like I haven't seen him in years. Will I see him again? I miss him. Jill and I plan to go all the way to California and I don't want to leave him behind. I don't know if we'll actually leave though. Jill and I have talked about going to get supplies to fix this decrepit house up. Since we're invisible the supplies will be cheap if you know what I'm saying. Wink wink nudge nudge. Wow I'm a fool okay moving on. Enough rambling back to Alex. He looked around when I spoke. Could he hear me? Could he see me? If he dead? My thinking was interrupted with rustling of leaves surprisingly close to me. I thought it was just an animal but I say a shoe come out it looked oddly familiar kinda like Alex's.....my mouth dropped down to the floor when Alex walked out of the bushes. "So this is where the dead hide" he said while giving off his smirk. I totally disregarded the fact that he would have to be dead now and ran off the porch screaming I MISSED YOU!!!! I tackled him to the ground kissing him over and over. "Oh my gosh I missed you so much. How are you here? Are you dead? Why?" Alex just laughed. "I'll explain it later okay? Just kiss me. I missed you" I kissed him again. Oh man did I miss feeling this way. I eventually got off of him and brought him inside and introduced him to Jill. We all sat at the table. So. "Your story Alex?" He took off his jacket and cracked his knuckles. "This is a long one so buckle up guys and get comfortable. So here's how it starts........