The Lost

Casey:

I stare into his eyes. I don't know what I should do. Tom was watching me. But Garret hurt him. He pulls my head to look up at him. I do love him. I really do. Those eyes just pull you in. I really need him. He makes me happy. He twiddles with hair. His face is so comical I burst out laughing. I walk away with him with our fingers intertwined. I stand at my doorstep. I kiss him and open the door. As soon as its shut I slide down the wood. I cry tears of confusion. What if Tom isn't ok. I rub my hands together. I place my head in my hands. I stand up and walk over to the window. I look up at Tom's window. I see his face watching me. It's covered in blood. He quickly dives out of sight. I clench my hands into fists. The freak. I storm to my room. I grab my phone and slide it open. I text Garret a quick message. I hear his knocking five minuets later. I feel my heart race and beat. I look into his eyes. He pulls me upstairs. I lie on the bed. I cry into his chest. He kisses my forehead. He stokes my hair with his long fingers. I feel safe in his presence. Me and Garret forever. I smile and pull him into a hug. I really do need him.

It’s the next morning. me and Garret walk down the highroad together. The golden light falls around us. I stare around at the world. Garret completes it. I think. NO he really does. He kisses me.

"Casey, what about this place?" He gestures at the cafe to our right. I nod franticly making him smile. We sit down outside and order drinks. He strokes my hand on top of the table. I still feel like he's watching me. I quickly turn around trying to search for any trace of him. I can't see him but I feel his presence. I feel anger run through me.

"What is it? Your totally on edge." Asks Garret. I turn around quickly and smile round at him. I hope the fake sense of security has fooled him. I don't want him to try and look for Tom again. I don't like it when anyone hurts him. I like the sweet Garret… not the violent one. His eyes are so calm and blue. I pull him across the table and kiss him.

Tom:

I hide behind a bush in the park. I watch every step she takes. Her hair blown in the wind in its perfect curls. The sunlight only shines on her. My whole head still pounds but I tune out all the pain and watch Casey. Her face is still so perfect. Garret suddenly looks in my direction. He smiles. A cold shiver runs down my spine. A large hand closes over my shoulder. It pulls me up. One of Garrets gang. Two… three. I suddenly pull away.

"Going to play hide and seek? Well we want to play!" Shouts the largest of the three. I run towards the wood. I brush past the trees. They call behind me. I feel my head pounding. Suddenly one of them steps out in front of me. I stop. They surround me. I hug my shoulders. I call out to Casey in my head. I will her to come and help me. One of them kicks me. I fall onto my back in the leaves. One of them brings down a fist….

A boy stands on the street. its raining and the whole world looks black. He's listening to music. I try to shake him. He can't see me…. they never can see me. He steps out and a car hits him side on. He collapses….

Water hits my face. I sit up. Autumn rain pours down through the tree canopy. I'm shaking. I start to cry. I feel blood in the corner of my mouth. I lie on the bed of leaves. I curl up. Casey didn’t come. I shake and cry. The dream really scared me. Every time I have one… the future is more likely to happen. I hug my knees. I watch the rain fall towards my face. I let myself get wet. I shout into the distance. My whole throat hurts. I know I need to get out of the rain. I pull myself up. I walk out of the forest. The golden light reflects in the warm water. I walk into some of the back allies. I walk past about two police cars. They gather around  body on the floor next to a car. I start to cry. I don't stop. I start to run. I saw it.

Casey:

Rain starts to fall. Me and Garret run out and dance in it. He holds my hands and I step on his feet like a little child. He keeps laughing. I kiss him and he smiles down. We both burst out laughing at that. We're so stupid. He takes my hand and leads me back to my house. I follow in his steps. Suddenly he notices a friend. He's listening to music but Garret still somehow gets hold of his attention. He beckons him over. Suddenly a car drives out and hits him. I open my mouth taking such a big intake of air I start to choke. I back away tugging on Garrets sleeve like a little kid. He snaps out of his trance and grabs my hand and drags me away. I'm so stunned. I can't cry. Garret sits on a low wall outside of my house. I just collapse on the concrete. I feel tears about to fall. Suddenly Tom bursts around the corner. He suddenly notices us. He stares at Garret. Tears well in his eyes. I notice he has bruises on his face. He runs into his house. I turn and look at Garret who was smiling. I sit on the pavement trying to figure out what happened. I get the fact Tom is scared of Garret from the last time. But those new cuts. I fold my arms around my shoulders.

Tom:

I'm back at my window. I stare out at Casey. Her perfect face. I step away. Garret ruins the image. I fall to the floor. I pick up my camera. I throw it at my mirror. It breaks the surface. I look at the shattered pieces on the floor. My thin face… pale. I stroke the surface. I will myself to be staring at Casey. Nothing happens. The image in the mirror doesn't change. I start to cry. The tear falls onto the shattered piece of glass. I fall back. I stare around at the images. I stand up. Tare them of my wall. I keep crying. I slide down the wall and onto my bed with the torn shreds of Casey's face in my palms. I drop it onto the bed. I lie on the sheets. I close my eyes. All I can see is her face and her smile. I start to tug on my hair. My whole body is numb. I pick up one of the pictures. I grab a pen. I write 'sorry' onto the back. I tie it to a brick outside. I throw it through her window. I run down the street. I keep running. My frantic beat of my shoes on the pavement. I look up at the mental hospital. I walk up to the door.

I sit by James in the room. He has his hand on my shoulder. I cry with my face pressed to the table. I keep sobbing. I don't know what to do. How to change it. I'm so confused. It seems like the whole world is crashing down around my feet.

"Tom… please leave her. She doesn't love you" Whispers James. I stare up into his face.

"She DOES love me. She does… she does" the power in my sentence is lost. James keeps rubbing my shoulder. I flick his hand off and walk out of the hospital.