Leo Blue POV
I always wake up each morning tangled up in bedsheets, but when I was falling out of my dream this morning, by body felt as stiff as a statue. From my chest to my stomach, I felt warm, but my feet felt free. I felt a very subtle breeze brush through my hair, and my back felt at if the whole world was against it.
Weird.
I open my eyes completely to see the pink morning sky and the dark of the trees that stood behind a stange hiking trail. I thought, what the hell? How am I here?
I try to move, but my arms are stuck to my sides. I look down and realize that I am tied up to a tree. A freaking tree!
"Help me!" I call out. "Somebody! Anybody! Get me out of here!"
Not a single person can hear my desperate cries for help. I was all alone in the wild.
"Listen you," A snappy voice from behind me rasps in my ear. It was Sugar Plum, looking absolutely furious at me.
"Sugar Plum! You have to save me! I'm tied to a tree, and I can't get out."
She tosses her hideous head back and starts doing the crackly Witch laughter. "You fool!" She suddenly shouts full of rage. If I didn't think she was evil before, I would definitely know now.
"You did this to yourself!"
"What? No! I just woke up like this! I'm innocent!" I say as I try to unstrangle myself, which was impossible. The rope was so tight around by waist, growing more painful by the second. "Sugar Plum! You have to save me! Please! I'm begging you! Please save me!"
She looks disgusted when she took a step closer to me, her lips curled and her singular eye narrowed.
"Please! Before the people get here, and see me tied up to a freaking tree looking like an idiot!"
"But that's all you are!" She snapped, "An idiot. Your purpose was to help me, and how will you do it tied up!?"
"That's why I want you to get me out of here! So I could save you! You can't expect me to reset the clocks for you when I'm trapped! Why won't you help me?! Just why?! Any human with decency would rescue trapped people who're tied up! Wouldn't they?! Wouldn't there be good people out there, or is everyone just a b*tch!?"
"God damn it Leo! Do you hear yourself? You were awful in high school. You tied people up, you tortured people, you pranked people and you didn't care!"
"....... I was different then!"
"Oh! So you think that you were a b*tch, then?"
"...... Okay, well, maybe I was!" I was wiggling an squirming. God, I was so great in high school. I was the ultimate prank master. Not only because I was actually born on April Fools day, but I wanted to have some sort of authority. Now I'm here all tied up, thinking the thoughts that I had at a younger age, thoughts about sticking a person to a tree, thoughts about torture, or almost deadly situations. What's different though, is I'm not thinking of it with an evil grin, but I'm thinking of it in terror. That I'm experiencing what I made other people experience. I wasn't even a bad person! I only wanted to have fun! God damn it!
"I know that I was different in high school, that I was evil, but I'm thirty- nine years old! I'm a good person, and I want to save you, and reset the clock, and drive people around. You know that I'm a better person now!"
"You have to live with these consequences, and trust me, I know you feel awful and vulnerable, and you've never felt those things before in your dumbass life when I have to live every day feeling that way for things that I did in my youth that were never even my fault!" She screeches.
