Transparent Dreams

Chapter 2

Be careful of how far you push me away. I might end up liking it over there. ~

The blue-green water rose higher and higher till it touched the skies, and then with a sheer angry force, that could destroy any possible thing around it, crashed back down and slowly spread itself out, congregating another set of cold water drops to rise high again.

Slowly, a drop of blue-green water grew bigger and bigger until it transformed into a sphere. A cerulean sphere. Two cerulean spheres, charging towards me. A disgustingly cold shiver ran down my spine as I tried to run. I tried so hard but couldn't as two very icy cerulean spheres had held me captive. Nothing on Earth possessed so raw intensity within it. So raw, that if you weren't careful, could eat you up from afar.

The cerulean spheres narrowed themselves and I felt my back painfully hitting the ground and I passed out from the blow.

"Hey!" a squeaky voice called out from above me. But why did it come from so far? Was it coming from the heaven? Was I dead? But why would I be dead? Smiling happily, I thanked everyone who helped me do good things so that I could go to heaven, and not to hell, as I'd initially expected to go.

"Dude, she's not waking up," that same squeaky voice spoke again. No wait, I'll wake up. I just need some time. This place is so beautiful.

"I don't care about her. I'm going to go from here." This time a cold, deep voice said and I couldn't help but frown at it. Wait, they are going. They're going to close the doors and will not wait for me. 

"Hey! No man! You can't just go from here. What am I gonna do with her? Well, I could think of something." The squeaky voice spoke with a hint of leer. I wanted to smack that person's head, heaven or not.

"Do whatever you want. I don't care," the cold voice spoke irritatingly and I wanted to smack this person's head more painfully. I don't understand how people could be so stupid even in a place like this. 

"Wait! I can't deal with this right now. You have to take her away from here," the squeaky person said. I just wanted to put duct tape on his mouth. His voice so annoying. He wasn't letting me enjoy the peace.

"Get her up. Throw water on her or something," the cold, uncaring person spoke. What was his problem? I don't wanna bath right now. I had taken a shower this morning. Why would they want to wet me? Oh my God! They weren't planning on doing something immoral with me, were they? But this is heaven! These people are so cruel. Alright, I'll open my eyes and leave this peaceful place just so these idiots will shut up. As I moved my hands to support my body and sit up, freezing cold water was thrown on me.

I jerked my eyes open and flailed my hands like a drowning person. Who throws freezing cold water on innocent people? I'm going to kill them.

I sat up and looked around. I saw a person holding a jug, standing just above me.

"Oh well," the person said. Okay, so he was the one with the squeaky voice. Wait, I think I saw him somewhere. Where did I-Oh! He was the bartender who was flirting with me. 

The bartender looked at me with an amused expression. He tilted the jug and smirked at me. Just what was he trying to imply, exactly?

"Look man. Now she's awake. Take her with you." The bartender said to someone standing behind me. I turned to look at the person, the bartender was speaking to. Just as I turned my head, my eyes met with the cold cerulean orbs I just dreamed of. No, this wasn't possible. That was just a dream, wasn't it? It couldn't be real.