The ṨἝƇȒἝҬṨ of Bad Boy Harry

A Sign from a Memory

                                       Harry's POV

When I blacked out, I had a dream. But I think it was more of a memory or a flashback? I remembered everything that was in it, like I knew I've seen and been there before a couple of years ago.

I was walking through a park in the daylight afternoon. I smelt the warm summer air and breeze blowing through my curls. I didn't know where I was going, I just needed to get something off my mind? So I continued walking down the path in the park, passing trees and kids playing. I was looking around watching these happy families enjoying their time with each other, and I felt sad and broken? I looked away from the families and walked. I came to a stop when I saw a girl around my age picking flowers in the garden. She had blonde hair, light tan skin and was wearing a short white flowy dress. I couldn't see her face, but I felt like I knew her? I watched her continue to pick flowers and then threw them in the air as they fell around her. She was giggling. She plucked one more flower and it was a red rose, putting it in her hair. She turned around and saw me. I froze. She was the most beautiful girl that I have ever saw. She walked up to me and smiled. Oh my gosh her smile. Her smile was like heaven and she had big blue eyes that had silver in them, like she literally had stars in her eyes. I told her my name and she also introduced herself. "My name is Emily." Emily, Emiliy, Emily. How come I had a feeling that I knew that name? She giggled again and ran back to the park's garden, like she wanted me to follow her. I was walking behind her and she was spinning, with her hands up in the air, just loving life. I couldn't help but smile when I looked at her. Then I felt my sadness go away? There was something about this girl named Emily, something special and unique, like no girl could ever have? She made me happy. I continued to walk towards her, Emily still spinning with flowers surrounding her. I watched her spin, but when she spun one last time and to look at me, I saw Jessica's face? Jessica looked exactly like Emily? My heart skipped a beat and I was breathless when I saw Jessica, now spinning in the garden. My heart longed for her. My heart felt healed and no longer broken? Then I heard Emily's voice in my dream. She said,'The piece." What piece? The piece of what? I looked back at who was Emily, now Jessica, coming towards me. She took the red rose out of her blonde hair and gave it to me. Then I heard Emily's and Jessica's voice  at the same time when they both said,'This is a part of me. I want you to keep it safe. For this  is a piece to your healing.' I watched her put the red rose in my hand and looked up into my eyes. I blinked and then she was gone.

I woke up from the flashback memory to a cold, wet feeling being put on my head. I jumped in alert, but my body was still in pain from the fight with Derek that I yelled in agony.

"It's ok Harry. I'm taking care of you. Just try not to move ok?" I saw Jessica speak.

She was holding a wet towel and dabbed it on my head, cleaning off the dry blood. I couldn't help but try to remember what Emily said in the dream 'The piece.' I thought and thought and thought as Jessica was now putting bandages on me. I felt like I knew what Emily was talking about, I just couldn't remember what it was?

'The piece? The piece? The piece? The -' I repeated to myself in my head when I finally remembered.

I looked at Jessica and chills covered my body. I couldn't believe it. I finally found her!

"Emily," I whispered. "What?" Jessica said. "Nothing, it's just.........you remind me of someone?" I replied. Jessica giggled and gave me two pills and a glass of water. "Here take this and drink it. It'll help the pain go."

I took the medicine and drank it down. I looked back at Jessica and she looked at me back. Her blue eyes were very similar to Emily's? She smiled and that's when I knew, Jessica was the one. Her eyes, the smile, everything was similar to Emily. But then I felt my heart starting to sink.

"Harry what's wrong?" Jessica asked.

I couldn't tell her. I just couldn't tell her. I thought about my dream and I noticed that it wasn't any dream or memory or flashback, it was a sign from Emily. Emily was real, she really did exist.......she 'did'. I then thought about the horror incident that happened a few years ago, just a couple of months when I met Emily. Just thinking about it almost brought tears to my eyes, but I didn't want Jessica to see 'cause I knew she would be asking many questions. But it was too early to tell Jessica about what happened to my life in the past, she wouldn't understand it. Besides I can't tell her anyway. What happened in the past could easily hurt her now in the present. I can't tell Jessica 'cause if I do, I'd know what horrible thing is gonna happen. And I can't let that happen to her. I needed to remind myself that I can't tell Jessica the secret, no matter how much I wanted to, I just can't 'cause I made a promise to someone. And if I ever did break that promise by telling her, I would never see Jessica again,.....just like I never saw Emily ever again.

"Harry tell me what's wrong?!" Jessica repeated. I didn't even know that I was crying. "Nothing, I just had a sad dream when I was out," I said, even though it was kind of true. She put her hand on my shoulder saying,"It was just a dream." 'No it wasn't.' I wanted to say, but didn't.  "Rest now. Your body needs to heal."

I finally realized that I was in my room, laying on my bed. Jessica probably read the look on my face when she said,"Sammy and I carried you in. The front door was unlocked so I showed Sammy the way to your room." "Oh," was the word that I could say. "And you don't have to worry about Derek anymore. He's suspended from school for beating you up. He got caught red handed on the school's camera. And his teammates also got in trouble, just not as much trouble as Derek." "Wow, it's my first day of school and I get beat up." Jessica laughed,"Welcome to high school. But forget about Derek, he's not gonna hurt you anymore."

I was relieved that I wouldn't have to see that punk ass Derek guy again. But still, when Jessica said that I wouldn't get hurt anymore, she doesn't know that I have to tell her the secret from my past, but I can't. I would rather get beat up by Derek again instead of keeping this from Jessica. Hiding my past from her, was 10 times hurting me. So no matter what, I'll still be hurting, and I probably will for the rest of my life.