Talking With Destiny

Part Seven : Returning Not So Normal

That night I skipped my pills and placed them into my night dresser drawer by my bed, and labeled them with the number 2. Since this is my second set of pills I didn't take.
The Morning came and I woke up at 6:30
Dustin came into my room and kissed my forehead.
"Good morning!" He brightly said. "How are you feeling?"
"Good." I mumbled. I wiped my eyes and stretched.
I got up and got ready for school.
I went to school and at 7:00 I heard his voice.
"Dakota?! Is that you?" He jumped up and down and ran around me. "You listened to me didn't you. You skipped your pills."
"Um, yeah. But when I blinked, you and the writing were gone." I said. "It was like I was seeing things."
"Yeah." He said. "You were seeing me. I closed my eyes and focused on being with you. Then I wrote on the pad, and it worked I saw you see me. Your mind shut me out and I opened my eyes therefore I was gone when you blinked."
"Oh." I thought about it. It seems as if my brain could almost make this realistic. James can't be real and as perfect as he seems can he?
No one was around and I felt a little awkward considering our last visit was a little... personal.
"So..." he started. I'm pretty sure he felt the awkwardness as well. "How have you been since yesterday?"
Well figuring that my mom showed some kinda emotion and broke out to her own old habit in front of me, and I went to therapy, and my step brother kissed me. I dont know. Im pretty terrible. "Um, fine."
"Anyone who says they're fine, isn't fine Dakota."
"Yeah I guess. But I don't feel like returning to that thought right now." I said dragging my feet onto the ground.
"Okay." He pulled me into his arms and hugged me. Since I was so short my head had reached his chest. He rested his head on the top of my head and kissed my hair.
"Did you... ehem, really mean what you said to me?"
"About how I can't lose you? And that I need you?" He said. "Heck yes Dakota. I do need you. I need you forever. I can not lose you at all. Because you're my best friend, you're always there, you help me through everything. But most of all." He pulled my head up to look up to him. "Most of all, I love you."
He leaned into kiss me. But right before our lips met, someone shouted to me. Down the hallway. The black haired guy.
"What are you doing loser?"
"Not any of your business!" I screamed back.
He waved down a hall way in which I couldn't see down and a bunch of his friends appeared on the corner with the black haired guy. They came running down the hallway after me and I took off in the other direction.
"Keep going don't stop Dakota!" James ran next to me.
I turned the next corner and spun around. I got my fist ready and when the dark haired boy came after I punched him in the jaw. He fell cold to the floor and this just fueled his friends.
Then James looked so angry that he came after the next guy. And punched him too.
When that guy dropped, we were so shocked. How did James make contact with another person besides me?!
Then I punched the last guy and he too dropped. My knuckles were numb and bleeding everywhere but I didn't care.
"How'd you do that James?!" I yelled.
"I have no clue..." he looked down at his hands and I wondered if this meant he was actually real.
I had now a massive headache and my knuckles started throbbing. I walked away from the Boys on the floor and went to the bathroom to clean the blood. The bell rang and I said "awe fuck it."
After I dried off my hands, James pulled my hips toward him.
"Where were we?" James asked and he bent down. And we kissed. I swear I felt sparks. He put his hands slightly under my shirt and held my waist. Then after a minute of that he tried pulling my shirt off.
I laughed and said "James, come on."
He just stared at me seriously. "But I love you."
"Yeah and if you're fake then I lost my virginity to myself. I need to go to class. I'll see you after okay? I love you too James."
He looked like a sad puppy but I'm not ready even if he were real.
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James waited outside the doors of my classes and I came out to him after school.
"Hi James."
"Hi Dakota. Can we resume at your house?" He had an excitement sparkle in his brown eyes. 
"James, I don't know if you're real. I need to find this out first."
We walked home talking about how school sucked and how we liked freedom.