When the shadows are seen....

Forget me not

After the hot chocolate we sat on the couch and watch early morning cartoons,which play every morning school day or not.it was a Monday and I was NOT really wanting to go to school with my eye like this.i laugh as my favorite episode of fairly odd parents come on.i stop laughing and remembered Sally,George,and I used to watch this episode over and over.
(Flashback)
Sally:wow! It is not fair that he gets fairys when real kids don't! She said as she huffed and crossed her sweet caramel arms.
George:heh yeh I agree we should get some too!!
Me:yeah we all could use it!
Sally:*stands on couch in proud position* I am a fairy! What do you wish children?
Me:hmmmmm....a panda!!
George:yeah!!!
Sally:sorry but I can't do that!im not really a fairy I lied.
*me and George giggled and pushed her off the couch and she landed in our laps,getting comfortable*
Me:hey!move!*i said between laughs*
George:no!hey I'm not a pillow!
Sally:but you guys are comfy!
she whined.
(Flashback ends)
Realizing that my dad was saying something I shot back into life.
I asked him to repeat himself and he pointed to my eye asking why it was like this again? I sighed and then told him I swear he doesn't listen much.
He shrugged his obvious listening problem off and started talking at random.then he outta the blue brought up Lia and Logan.first I thought he was joking but then I looked over and saw him glaring at me with that serious face he gives me when he's curious or I'm about to be in trouble.i had a worried look as he repeated his question
"Why would they try to hurt you?"
I sat there staring at him because me myself did not know the answer.my face went blank as I realized. "Uh I don't know"I lied I can't believe I lied to his face like that.i knew why they did it it's because I stopped being their friend and ignored them.i felt worse and my stomach started to pain,as I stood up to rinse out my cup,for some odd reason I glared at the knifes.i wanted to hold one again it was giving me a protecting feeling that I could fend for myself. I smiled proudly at my achievement then looked down in shame at letting Sally die.i tried not to cry and stared back at my dad laughing because George spilt his hot coco,and then sat in It by accident.i laughed to from where I was,from the way the sun was I made an inference that it was about 6:30. Morning.all of a sudden as I walk I get slower and realize what is in my hand,the knife .i tried to scream but nothing came out all I could do was cry and. Not even on the outside,it was like I was in a room with a large mirror thing or a window.i banged against it trying to stop myself and gain control of my body again.tears streamed down my face as I saw my arm reach behind George "NO NO!"I tried to scream out but nothing not even a squeak.i slumped against the window mirror thing and crying,I had no desire to watch this.as I looked back it could just be my mind messing with me or my eyes filled with tears,but the image of George was all around the room,it's the demon they are making me see him die.tears fall down hoping dad or George would get the hint I'm possessed and run.run from me and never come back,leave me alone in the dark Abyss of my soul.then I saw it,my hand swooped down at George seemed as if In slow motion,stabbing him in the cheek. his face slowly turning and the horrified look on his face once he saw who it was made me cry more his face was dripping excessively with blood. one last time I screamed out"NO NO THATS NOT THE REAL ME!!!!"in my mind I was insane and I winced as I watched him cry,my dad backed off and stared at me. I scratched the window,banged my head against it,and punched it until I was tired. When I finally received control I noticed the tears in my eyes,instantly I glared at George then my dad,dad had a gun pointed at me.i was so in shock I cried,once he realized it was the real me he dropped the gun,eyes open and I felt so bad,I looked for the knife and saw it was still implanted into George's face.i was a big girl so I decided to take it into my own hands and told dad to run us to the hospital,he nodded and we helped George get into the car.he fell asleep(I hope)on the way there once we got there it was guilt pounding on my chest saying it's all my fault,I ignored it.
We got in and they took him right away,this time it was me to be the one to attempt to comfort him.
It took a few hours but I sit patiently by his hospital bed.he woke up and immediately I looked down at him (sorta happy he woke)he sat straight up and when he saw me ,at first his eyes opened wide,then he backed an inch away,realized what happened,and then his hand reached for his cheek.i saw him wince in pain.how he lived,I'll never know I leaned in and hugged him,I could feel he was shocked at first then knew I wasn't gonna let go until I got a hug back the least,few minutes later he gave in and I laughed at his awkwardness.
<George's POV>
She laughed at me it kinda hurt but not much for me not to hug,hey I'm a hugger it's my job.i felt liquid on my cheek and understood it was blood (that's what I thought) she pulled me closer into a hug,for a hugger like me this was a lot.i looked in the mirror behind her and noticed my cheek was stitched up. The liquid running down my face was tears. I did the most unmanly thing ever and buried my head happily into her shoulder,she was quite confused by this but I didn't care I was never letting go.