In a Field of Flowers...

chapter 2

I pulled into the parking lot of Panera, shutting off the car and getting out, Sarah following. She grabbed my hand as we were walking into the restaurant, skipping in through the door. The smell of fresh baked bread and soup consumed my senses, pulling me into a trance. “Let the girl weekend, BEGIN!” Sarah chanted. I squealed with her as we ordered our food, sitting down. I dipped my bread into my soup and gobbled it down, finishing in 10 minutes. Sarah had finished 5 minutes earlier. We got numerous items from the pastry section before leaving. “So, where to next?” I asked, starting the ignition. “To the candy store!” she yelled “Sarah, we just ate!” I giggled “so, I am hungry!” “When aren’t you?” I retorted, pulling out and going in the direction of the candy store.

                I turned up the radio and let the sound of blissful music ring through my ears, instantly singing with it. I always do this, it is relaxing in some way. I listen to so much music my thoughts and depiction of each one could easily fill a library. My voice felt like satin escaping my throat, vocal chords vibrating in my chest. Sometimes I wish everything was this easy in life, being able to just open your mouth and create sound. The action is all-too easy for me. I have always felt like feelings are best expressed through music. Any kind, piano, guitar, voice. It all is just another form of communication. I was brought out of my train of thought when Sarah snapped her fingers in my face, being her sassy self. “PERCY!” she yelled. “WHAT!? WHAT DO YOU WANT?!” I screamed back. “You’re gonna miss the turn!”  She screeched as if it was life-threatening. I gigged and pulled into the lot, shutting off the ignition and getting out, Sarah already in there. I waltzed in and picked out my candy, both of us spending 50 dollars all together, being our inner fat kid. We got back into the car and drove home.

~~~~~~ I walked into Sarah’s house, bidding both of her parents a ‘hello’ before going up to her room. I knew her house like the back of my hand, this as a result of us being friends for 9 years. I plopped all of my bags on her bed and got my yoga shorts and tank top from her drawer of clothes I had left at her house. Sarah walked in as soon as I was dressed, not even bothering to knock. We never did though, we weren’t exactly shy around each other. We didn’t need to, we never judged each other seriously. I stole a pair of her socks and sat on her bed, taking the comforter from its tucked-in position and placing it over me, using one of her pillows to get comfortable. Sarah put on her pj’s consisting of a tank top and some yoga pants, and followed my suit of getting comfortable. We cuddled into each other and she hit play, starting our all-time favorite movie, ‘Pitch Perfect’. “Open the candy!” we shouted at the same time, laughing as we did so.

                ~~~ The movie had ended and we were laughing so hard it hurt to breathe. I got up and shouted “I AM GONNA PEE MY PANTS OMG!” before running to the bathroom, wow. I’m so classy. I thought to myself. I came back from the bathroom to see Sarah sprawled onto the bed, eating another chocolate bar. “Where is the music at girl?” I laughed at her position, legs on the wall, laying on her back as she attempted to touch the ceiling with her dancing-feet while eating her chocolate. I could already see her sugar high coming, it was inevitable, I mean, especially after 6 chocolate bars. She pointed to her doc and I plugged in her iPod, hitting shuffle and laying down next to her.

                I tried to touch the ceiling as well, laughing hysterically at our efforts. We did this all the time, and we have only succeeded a few times before. Yet, we always seemed to try.

                Once we finished that escapade, we decided to play truth or dare. Sarah sat directly in front of me on the floor, her smirk evident on her face. She loves this game, and always had the best dares.  “Okay Perc, truth or dare?” I took a brave move, “dare” she smirked wider and I immediately regretted my words. “I dare you to tell Alec you like him” I gasped. “I can’t do that! He would never talk to me again! He doesn’t even like me!” I screeched. “I bet he likes you, and besides. It was a dare, you have to.” She smiled. Maybe she’s right. I hope for my own sake she is. Sarah held her phone out to me and I scrolled to his number, hitting call. Here goes nothing. “Hello?” he picked up. “Hey Alec, its Percy.” I smiled at the sound of his voice. “Oh, hey how are you?” he asked politely. I hope he likes me. We have had this thing going on lately, he flirts with me I flirt back. Like a game where we know we both like each other but won’t admit it. “I actually wanted to tell you something.” I mumbled, heart rate picking up. I looked at Sarah and she smiled at me. “Okay, what’s up?” I took a deep breath. “I have had a crush on you for a while now, and, I just wanted to tell you. I don’t know, I thought maybe you’d feel the same?” I asked hopefully. This is it, it could make or break everything. “You do?! I have liked you for sooooo long Percy you have no idea!” I smiled wide. “Really?” I replied. “Yeah, wanna go out tomorrow night?” I was literally containing my screams. “Yes! Yeah! Just text me the details!” “Okay, bye!” “Bye!”

                I looked at Sarah and screamed, hugging her and jumping up and down. “Sarah! He likes me! He asked me out! That was the best dare ever!” I squealed. She giggled, “I knew he liked you, he told me.” She evilly smirked. “What!?” I screamed, how could she not tell me something like that? “I wanted you to gain enough confidence to admit it to him before I told you, and it worked.” She smirked. “You are the best friend ever. Life is so good right now! Since when do things go my way?” I laughed. “Since your amazayn best friend dared you to admit your crush” she winked. “You are the best” I smiled, getting into her queen bed. “And you are totally helping me get ready for my date tomorrow.” I stated matter-of-factly before drifting off to sleep.

                I felt the grass on my bare legs, the wind moving my hair back. The only thing I could see is the field, grass that is hip-high, flowers decorating it here and there. I looked up to the sky and saw complete blackness. My heart raced as I heard crunches in the distance. My head turned in all directions and I couldn’t see anything. I was beyond scared right now. All of a sudden, I heard words surrounding me, suffocating me. “Slut” “emo” “worthless” and many more. I turned and saw a white counter, a single razor placed on top. My legs walked me to it, fingers handling the razor and bringing it involuntarily to my wrist. The words circled me as I took one, long, jagged slice across the pure skin of my wrist, wincing while doing so. The red liquid poured out of me, pooling on the white counter-top. I continued the destruction of my arm, my mind beginning to spin. I closed my eyes and laid in the grass, letting the evil words consume me.

                I opened my eyes, waking up in the school. My heart was beating fast, my eyes landing on all of the people before me. “Look, she’s awake.” One of them snickered. I felt a foot hit my side, knocking the air out of my lungs. I grasped it with my hand as I took more hits, my breath coming out in short spurts. I was fading, I could feel it. I knew the pain would have to stop soon. I can’t take much more. I took one final blow and screamed out, limbs flying in all directions to save myself.

                “PERCY WAKE UP!”