"Yzzie!"
"Stop it!"
I laughed as I splashed water on Ro and Luna. Luna shrieked and splashed water back at me as Mom laughed and helped her out of the pool and wrapped her with a towel.
"Yzzie, let's get out of the pool. It's drizzling, we don't want to get sick do we?"
"Only if you catch me!" I yelled and swam further away from Ro. I stopped swimming when I didn't hear him back and turned to look, but before I could call for him, I felt hands wrapped around me.
"Gotcha!" Ro laughed and tickled me as I shrieked trying to unwrap his arms from around me.
"Ro, no! Stop! Stop! Please!" I giggled and kicked my legs trying to escape his grasp when all of a sudden his hold loosened and I felt myself dip under the water before I swam back up. But Ro wasn't there.
"Ro?" I turned and called for him. "Ro, where are you?"
"Ro?" I took a deep breath and went under but I felt my eyes sting and came up. There were no signs of him. It was like he vanished into thin air.
"Ro? Where did you go?" I felt tears streaming down my face. "Please come back."
"Ro! I promise to be good. Come back!" I cried and screamed for him hoping he would hear me and come back from wherever he went.
"Ro!"
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"Riinnnng Riinnnng...Riinnnng Riinnnng...Riinnnng Riinnnng..."
I woke up with a gasp, heaving and sweating. 'It was a nightmare, just a nightmare.' I told myself as I clutched my wet shirt and calmed my breathing. I turned off the alarm clock and laid back down.
It had become normal for me to get these dreams every now and then. They were so common, that some nights I couldn't even sleep out of fear of having one.
I'd stay up all night doing something to tire myself out so in case I hit the bed, I'm out like a bulb. I'd have way less or no nightmares at all this way, regardless of how it badly messed up my sleep schedule.
"Amora, are you up?" Mom called from the kitchen. I assumed she was making breakfast considering I could hear the clanking of the utensils.
"Yeah Mom, I'm up. Be out in 20." I yelled and pushed the blanket off me. The best way to not dwell on it was to get up and do something. And now, I had to get ready for school.
Since I only planned to wash my body today, I tied my hair up. I stepped under the shower and turned on the fauc- "Shit No!"
I felt water coursing through my head and all over me. I cursed my luck as I realizing I forgot to wear a shower cap. Trust my luck to mess with me when I least expect it. It's like it's got a mind of its own. I wasn't planning on washing my hair today and it doesn't help that it's so long and thick, it reaches my butt and requires so much time.
I quickly washed my hair and scrubbed my body. Once I was done, I changed into a pair of black tights, black tank top and a gray hoodie over it.
I left my hair open to dry. Looking into the mirror, I could no longer see the little girl who couldn't stand in one place, instead I see a depressed girl, one who is still dealing with loss and grief.
I sighed and reminded myself not to think about it, as hard it is. I applied some ChapStick, wore my shoes, picked up my bag and left the room. I turned into the kitchen and saw mom flipping a pancake.
"Morning."
"Good morning, Sweetie. You are late." She looked back and gave me the mom look.
"I know. I had a little accident in the bathroom", I gave her a guilty look and took my breakfast as I tried to eat as much as I could before the school bus got here.
"Are you happy its finally Friday?"
"Not really, it's not like I have anything exciting to do." I shrugged. Days were all same to me now. Except unlike other people I didn't really look forward to the weekend. Whilst they counted down the days to Friday, I dreaded them. Cause it meant I had more time on my hands and nothing important enough to keep my mind busy to refrain myself from thinking about them all the damn time.
She sighed and looked at me with a little sadness in her eyes, like she always does, whenever I do or say something I wouldn't two years ago. She was about to say something when we heard the bus honk. I quickly swallowed the last bite and carried my bag.
"Bye mom! I love you. See you later." I kissed her on my way to the door and skipped down the stairs as I heard a faint. "Love you too. Take care."
Once in the bus, I took my seat and wore my headphones. I didn't always listen to anything but sometimes I liked the silence. Emphasis on 'sometimes'. Other times, the silence hit too hard reminding me of all I lost.
There was a time I enjoyed going to school and pulling pranks. But now, pranks aren't as fun without Luna and him. He wasn't one to prank, but he always helped us out of it, unless we did something to him then he'd let our moms scold us while he smirked at us.
Maple High was a very prestigious school, and it's been here for quite long in uptown Vancouver. All of Luna's siblings studied and graduated from here too. That's where Luna and I met our friends, Fawn and Apollo. Even now, despite moving to New York, she is still in touch with us all.
But things always change. About a few months later, Maple High, our school, decided to branch out when the student count increased, and opened another school downtown. Now this coincidentally coincides with the timeline, but the branching out had nothing to do with my personal life.
Fawn and Apollo moved to the new school since they lived closer and I was left there, alone. I knew almost all the other kids, since we had been in the same grades since elementary so joining a new group wasn't hard.
But sometimes, I still chose to sit by myself. Nobody questioned me, they were all aware of how drastically I changed.
About a month after, mom decided that I needed a change of scenery too and we couldn't live in that house, cause I had memories just about everywhere. So we moved downtown too. She decided to work at another hospital, and we moved to a nice two bedroom condo.
It was different than what I was used to. It was exactly what she wanted. A change. From playing in rain out in the backyards to watching it from the balcony. From entering our house directly from the porch to using the key card in the elevator. In a way, it was better. At least I didn't feel like crying every time I looked at something and end up getting triggered by it.
It didn't help with the depression though. The peaceful scenery of the beach and the sounds of the waves just aided in making me feel lonely. That's when the silence hit really hard. From a noisy household, to an extremely quiet one.
But at least I was closer to Fawn and Apollo here. They lived 15 minutes away from me. I passed by their houses everyday on my way to school and back home. Whilst everyone was aware of what happened and pitied me, Fawn and Apollo always understood the degree it hurt me to. They always tried to make things easier for me even if sometimes I didn't show how grateful I was.One thing that hadn't changed though was me standing against bullies. I had gone down the drain for a couple of months after the incident, but when I started getting my shit back together, I got up stronger. I just hated those who preyed on the weak.
Lost in my thoughts I didn't realize when we reached school. It wasn't until Mr. Addie, the driver, called me. "Ms. Adaway?"
"Huh?" I looked around to see that everybody had left. "Oh."
I picked my bag from in front of me and put my headphones back in.
"Delaying going in doesn't change that you have to go in there anyways." He smiled at me ruefully.
"Yeah? Well it certainly reduces the time I spend in there." I replied with a glum smile and got off the bus.
I would definitely pick the distraction of school everyday willingly, but it's not everyday I'm willing to participate in things.
I went straight to my locker and grabbed my stuff before seeing Apollo with two other students and waited for him.
Soon, the bell rang and everybody dispersed towards their classes. As Apollo and I walked down the corridor towards Biology class, I remembered that Fawn had to submit her draft early morning today. That was my last thought before we entered class and I let the lessons consume me.
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Silent Midnight
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