The Lost

Casey:

I wake with a start. Why was I in that room with Tom. I'm shaking. I was shouting at him. His face was terrified…. then nothing. I place my hands over my eyes and wipe away the beads of sweat on my forehead. I breathe out slowly. The events of today scare me. No-one was hurt but they could have been. Tom could of hurt someone. I smile. I love Garret not Tom. I pick up my phone from above my head. I flick through the pictures of me and Garret. Every single one. I almost reach the end. I'm about to slide my phone back. A picture of me and Tom. He's smiling at me. But I see something new in his eyes. Love and fear. I delete the picture. I can't be with Tom. I love Garret. I would only hurt him more. I grab one of my extra pillows by my head. I smother my face in the fabric. For some reason I'm crying. My tears soak into the fabric. I step out of my bed. I look across the street. I see Tom crunched up in a ball by his window. I turn away quickly. He was sitting there to watch me. The creep. I feel anger flush through me. I form fists and storm downstairs. I slouch on the sofa. I hold down the number two on my phone. The beeping follows Garrets voice. He starts to sleepily ask me why the hell I'm calling him. I smile. I just like hearing his voice. I tell him about the dream. Suddenly there is silence from the other line. I feel fear race through me. He tells me he's coming over. I start to complain but he had already hung up.

Tom:

I look out of the window. I stoke my finger on the window pane. I see Garret walk up to the house. His fingers are clenched into fists. I press my palms to the glass. I breathe heavily. I see Casey answer the door. I see him raise his hand swing it down on Casey. He slams the door behind him. I rush out of the room tripping over my chair. I fall onto the floor. I breathe. Tears run down my face. I replay the image of me dieing over and over again. I bend back over. I hug my legs on the edge of the stairs. I can't go. I really want to. I just can't. I feel tears slip off my nose. I hear someone cry out. I huddle tighter. I scrunch my eyes. I just keep imagining Casey's perfect face. Nothing and no-one hurting her. I pull myself up on the banister. I take slow steps down the stairs. My legs shake and I have to rest a few times to stop myself from falling. Tears of anger run past the ones of confusion. I start to run to the window of her house. The cool night air blowing my hair. I pull my jacket tighter around my body. Casey is on the floor. She's crying. She turns over. I back away. Her face is covered in bruises. I start to hyperventilate. I slowly sit down on the floor. I feel fear run through my body. Her body so frail so in pain. The front door opens. I duck out of sight. Garret holds Casey in his arms. As his face turns I quickly hide my head behind the wall I sit under.

I'm running. I run into the night. I feel the wind pick up my clothes and pull them off my body. I see the truck turn a corner. I stop and lean on a car. I rest my face into my palm. I feel the world shatter and crash. Casey is in that truck. Garret took her. I feel tears run down my face only to be stripped of by the cold wind. My cheeks are raw. I breathe out and watch the frosted breath in front of my eyes. I reach out and disperse the crystal air. I lie down on the floor. I shake. My whole body feels numb. I could of saved her I didn't. I hold my hands over my eyes and try to rub away the tears. I can't feel… not without her. I just picture her perfect face. The smile and the laugh. It fills me with joy. I lie sheltered by the car imagining only Casey. Everything so pure and perfect. I turn my face to look into the shining surface of the car. My face so pale and plain. My grey eyes only showing hate. Not like hers. I turn back around. I hug my knees. I feel sleep pull me in….

Casey:

He just keeps telling me he's sorry. I sit in the back of the truck. All the events of tonight play over and over. Why did I tell him? I feel tears slide down my face. I stand up and hit the back of the truck. It swerves and I'm thrown to one side. I keep banging on the door. My hits loose power and I fall back. I breathe deeply. I try to keep control but my head pounds. I want to look at the scenery. I want to know where I am. I need to warn Tom. Garret is going to hurt him. They must know what's happening. My parents. I crawl to the door of the truck. I peer through the gap in the truck. We're racing along a motorway. I hold my legs with my fingers. Suddenly the truck stops. Garret swings the door open. I lung at him. He holds me off with ease. I sit back snivelling. Garret climbs in the truck. He loops his arm around me. I dig my fingernails into his arm. I rest my head on his shoulder. He just keeps telling me he's sorry. He just tells me we need to stay out of town. To stay away from Tom. I listen. I know I should be running but I kiss his lips. His eyes are just so blue. He's my only friend. I nod. He strokes my hand. I feel the blood on my forehead and press a hand to the gash. He brushes my hand off and wipes away the blood. I hold onto him. I need him.

"I'm going to drive back now. We just needed to get rid of Tom. Ok? Do you want to sit in the front with me?" He asks wiping off my tears. I nod and hold onto his sleeve right up to the door. But he lashes out. My head slams into the metal. His face grins down at me. I realise Tom is in real danger. My eye lids start to droop. He crouches down and kisses me. He knows I want to save Tom. He knows. And he hates me. The world fades to black.

Tom:

…. I see Casey across a corn field. Her eyes so calm. She holds a bird cage. I big white one. Inside is a white dove. I start to run. I shout to her but no sound comes from my lips. Her face turns to me. She smiles. A sad smile. I start to slow down. She open the cage. The dove transforms into a black crow. Some black figures jump out of the long grass. They try to capture the black bird. They grab it and force it into their own black cage. They notice me and turn. Their shadows creep across the corn. I start to run but they pull me under. I try to shove them off but they keep pulling me down. Suddenly I'm back on the beach. They gather around me. Casey is being held back. I shout but again no words come from my mouth. The world is completely silent. Garret come over. I look away. I search for Casey. Her eyes full of anger. I try to reach out but the knife is already in my stomach….

I wake with a start on the pavement. My whole body shakes. They've got her. She is no longer free. I hug my knees. I take out my phone and look at the pictures I have of Casey. The phone falls to the ground. I cover my eyes. I hear someone approach. I open my eyes. I see a boot pressed on my phone. I look up. Garret's friends. I pull myself up and run. I feel my feet beat on the floor. I turn around. One is holding a knife. I turn just to see a car. I fall back. The car misses… but they gather around. I feel scared tears fall down my cheeks. I close my eyes. I picture Casey. I only think of Casey. I block everything else out. I breathe more deeply. I feel their presence. I open my eyes. I know now. I just think of my Casey so pure and beautiful. I stand and push past them. They seem shocked, but soon start to run after me. I run to my house. I slip down the door. I hear them kicking at the wood. I run up the stairs. I turn the corner and grab all my pictures of Casey. I look down the stairs. Flame creep up the door frame. I feel the heat push through the air towards my head. I turn and run to my window. I throw open the glass. I look at Casey's house. I hear her laugh in the distance. I jump.