Chapter Thirty-Four

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Waking up at 3 am on the downstairs couch, she looks down in between her legs and sees Kyle's psychic face slowly dissipating, as his energy lifts off her body. Instantly her heart begins to race, and the pressure sits on chest, while a headache comes on strong. And with black dots starting to swarm in her vision, she then rolls onto her side, and pulls the purple blanket up to her neck, while grabbing her bright pink and yellow Styrofoam ear plugs off the coffee table. With her placing them in her ears, she tries to drown out the noise, but a loud bang comes from the other side of the room.

As she gets up and walks over to the television stand, she sees her amethyst necklace on the floor, and she puts it back on, and then walks back over to the couch, and lays back down. With her putting the blanket back up to her neck, she then adjusts her ear plugs, and senses heaviness down by her feet. Looking down and seeing nothing there, she then gets off the couch again, and goes upstairs, and into the bedroom. And as she stands at the side of the bed watching Kyle sleep, his energy slowly leaves his body, and onto hers. As she stands there waiting for something else to happen, he starts to stir, and then opens his eyes. Looking at her up and down, he says, "Hey! What are you doing? It's the middle of the night."

"Kyle. I can't sleep!"

"Why can't you sleep?" he asks, as he turns on the television.

"Ugh! I don't know. I just can't sleep. Go back to sleep. I'm going back downstairs," she says, as she turns around, and then walks downstairs.

"Well! Okay then," he says, as he watches her walk out of the room.

With her jumping back on the couch, she lays back down, and tosses and turns, while listening to the clock tick. Sensing that Isla has posted on the media again, she opens it, and sees a new post of her. Shaking her head, she brushes off the picture, and closes the media, and wraps the purple blanket around her, and gets back up, and goes out to the kitchen.

Grabbing a piece of paper, pen, and an empty small glass off the kitchen table, she then goes outside, and sits in her chair. As she writes a note about Kyle, she then puts the paper in the glass, and gets up, and goes outside. With her walking to the middle of the driveway, she then places it on the gravel, and lights it on fire. Watching the orange and red flames burn in the glass, while her purple blanket drapes over her, her body is poked and prodded, while her shoulders are pushed on. And with the fire dissipating moments later, she stares at the glass, and the middle of her forehead begins to invisibly drip, and trickle down her face. Rubbing it off her forehead with the palm of her hand, her ears begin to ring, as she looks up at the bedroom window. Sensing that Kyle's doing something, and that Geo has posted on the media, she grabs the phone from the chair, and opens the media. Looking at the new picture, and with Kyle turning on the living room light, she then closes the media, and sits back down, and looks up at the stars.

Within moments, a bunch of glow bugs fly out of the bushes, and towards her. As they blink all around her, she puts the left palm hand out, and a couple of them land in her hand, and look up at her, and blink multiple times in a fast-paced motion. And with her watching them, she also listens to Kyle walk down the stairs, and open the front door. As he walks outside, the glow bugs fly away, and back into the bushes, and as he watches them, he asks. "What are you doing?"

"I'm watching the glow bugs," she says, as they light up around the bushes.

"Okay! Just come in when you're done!" he says, as he goes back inside the house.

As she goes back inside moments later, she lays back down on the living room couch, and puts her phone on the coffee table, and closes her eyes. With her starting to drift off to sleep, she then senses Geo has posted on the media. Grabbing her phone off the coffee table, she then opens his social media. Looking at the two new pictures, she then closes the media, and her left arm then starts to hurt, while a loud pitch ringing noise starts back up in her ears, as she hears Kyle turning on the bedroom television.

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Jamie Sweet

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