Three Sisters; A Breeze's love

Chapter 4

 Ideal Time line, December 22, 2012, 0:05

- Aura, a voice whispered.

I opened my eyes. In from of me, the silhouette in backlight was much closer than before. I wanted to run away seeing it raising a hand in my direction. It whispered my name, again and again. The voice got closer as the silhouette grew bigger. I still did not know who this person was. I felt confused; something weird was coming from this... place.

The voice was clear but windy... and particularly familiar. Masculine too. It vibrated deep inside me and my heart was beating fast. What was going on? Would I finally leave this place? This person... were they there to announce my death? It was the only logical explanation. I had abruptly died in my room as of the 21st of December, 2012.

Suddenly, the shadow largened and soon, two large and magnificent wings hid more of the warm light that shone on the scene. It also stopped blinding me and I could discern more details. The silhouette's shoulders were wide and squared and it didn't have hips, so I assumed it was a man. My vision still was acclimating, but I could now see short wild hair. I couldn't see his face traits, but he became more familiar.

- Aura, he said, his voice clearer.

At this moment, I recognized it... I had heard it so often, in reality, as well as in dreams. But it could not be true. Maybe that was what happened when you die? The last you see were the things you loved the most. But if that were the case, where was mom? Shouldn't I be seeing her too, or maybe, as she was still alive, it was me that had to wait for her? This defied everything I believed, or did not, in. maybe I had to get used to this idea? 

- I am here, now...

The sentence was repeated, again and again. The light started flickering. Slower, then faster, the silhouette went away as I screamed his name, begging him to stay.

Was I not dead?

August 29th 2012, after the accident

Walking into school turned out to be quite easy. Should I have expected something else? Gazes on me? Whispers in my back? Tearful eyes? Waves of thoughts? A storm of energies? Or was it the fact that none of this was happening that made me feel weird?

As I was approaching my locker, it didn't take much time for me to spot Hannah and Ophelia waiting there for me. Both had a strange expression that looked too much like anger. Taking in a deep breath, I walked the last few steps that made me enter their field of view. They immediately turned to me.

- Aura, Ophelia screamed.

She took on a bossy stance, her hands on her hips, brows frowned. Hannah stood behind her, observant. What could have gotten her in such a state?

- Why didn't you call me? After the hospital, the only news I got from you were from your mom and Hannah! I was worried!

- I'm sorry... I had to deal with... a lot of stuff.

- That's why I would've wanted you to call, she replied, annoyed. I wanted to help you...

- I'm sorry, I repeated.

Feeling awkward, I didn't know what to say. I had always thought that Ophelia didn't care about me. After all the times she came to visit me at the hospital, I should've known... At that very moment, thoughts of angriness were shoved in my mind, along with the pale pink aura that hit my eyes. I had never seen Ophelia so agitated.

I had considered Ophelia my best friend for a long time, since, as we got into high school, we had already known each other from middle school. We hadn't known anyone else in our program, and we were too shy to talk to other, so we were always together. Only in school, though, because we never really got along. We eventually got used to the other students in our classes and the group had formed up. I had lost my importance at Ophelia's side, and I was talking so little that I'd never really gotten close to the others.