Time Traveling For A Goddess

Chapter Six

 “I have,” Alyson told us and we looked at her. “I know I avoid work and thinking as much as possible, but I do know my stuff. And what I know is that we can’t get home. It isn’t possible.”

   “But going back in time was?” I frowned and John smiled.

   “It was a fluke and highly unlikely to happen again, especially going the opposite way,” she said. “I’ve been working it through in my head.”

   “But it could happen, there’s still a sliver of chance,” I said and she looked straight into my eyes.

   “Felicia, I don’t want to be here as much as you do, but that sliver of chance may be for someone else, or might not even be there. So what I’m saying is that we can’t get back, we’re stuck, everything points to that conclusion.”

   John shook his head and then looked at her. “You sure.”

   “Positive,” Alyson told him. “If there was even a possibility of getting home, I would’ve told you already. But now all we can do is settle with the fact that we can’t leave.”

   “I don’t believe you are saying that,” I said to her. “Out of the three of us, I thought that you would realize there’s always a way in and out of a situation. After all you taught me that rule.”

   “This is different and I realize that and accept it,” she mumbled.

   “I don’t believe that, there’s always a way,” I replied angrily walking out of the room and to the kitchen. I leaned against a counter and looked at the elephant picture hanging on the wall. It looked so graceful and yet so powerful, to do what it needed to, to survive.

   “Felicia?” John asked and I looked over at him. He came in and hoisted himself onto the counter beside where I was leaning.

   “Yeah?”

   “Alyson didn’t mean what she said,” John told me carefully.

   “Yes she did, she never says anything she doesn’t mean,” I explained knowing my best friend and her actions.

   “I know that,” he said. “But I don’t think she was thinking thoroughly through this situation.”

   “What do you mean?”

   “I mean that if we think about it long enough and place all the possible ways in the table and go from there, we’ll be able to try all the ideas, before quitting.”

   I turned my body around and looked at him. “You believe we can?” I questioned.

   “Until we try we’ll never be sure,” he explained and I smiled, we might have a possibility if we accept that we did.

   I stood up straighter and looked right into his hazel eyes. “Then let’s get thinking.”

   He smiled back at me. “It may be hard, but we’ll get through this, we’ll see them again.”

   “Who?” I questioned confused.

   “Our family,” John explained.

   “Oh,” I understood and blinked back a tear realizing that I wouldn’t be seeing them at the end of this week as I’d planned. John noticed and slid off the counter and embraced me.

   “It’ll be alright, we’ll see them again,” he assured me and I sighed, pulling away. I wasn’t going to cry and I knew that, but he obviously thought I was going to.

   “I know that, but I just can’t believe she’s just giving up, it’s not like her,” I told him. “Although it is like her to analyze everything and give up once the facts are straight and she knows she can’t achieve it.”

   “So what you’re saying is that you think we’re not going to be able to get back?” John asked. “Because if she doesn’t think so, why should you. ‘Cause she’s just so great at analyzing.”

   “I’m just saying, Alyson is amazingly smart and she thinks things through, inside then out. If she doesn’t think so, then I don’t know how we’re going to pull apart the pieces and put them together in the right order.”

   “I see where this is going, you’re siding with her, like you always have,” John walked over to the elephant, his back to me. I gaped remembering when I had sided with her against John over going to the movie. I was all for it with John, when Alyson came and told us we shouldn’t go because of a whole bunch of reasons. I agreed and we stayed at her house watching movies there. It wasn’t all that important and why he remembered it, was a mystery to me.

   “It’s just logic is on her side, like it always seems to be,” I told him and he paused before leaving the kitchen.

   “Even if there isn’t a way, will you still help me find possibilities?” he questioned lightly, looking back at me.

   I tilted my head and looked into his hazel eyes. “Yeah, I promise. I’ll help however much I can,” I assured him and he smiled slightly before walking away. I leant against the counter and sighed. I didn’t even know where to begin to think about how to get out of this time.

   I walked out of the kitchen the way I’d come in and crept down the hall. Alyson seemed to have claimed the room I’d seen first, because she was already spread across the bed reading a book from the bookshelf. I paused in there and grabbed my bag.

   “You should take the one through the closet,” Alyson suggested without even looking up from her book. “So we can talk whenever we want, without anyone knowing.”

   “I suppose,” I shrugged about to walk out the door.

   “You can always go through the closet, it’s quicker,” she raised an eyebrow at me, inclining to the closet. I smiled and went over, pulling the door open. “I’m right, y’know that.”

   “But you can be wrong sometimes,” I said. “You never thought this would happen, you didn’t think there was a possibility.” I went through the door closing is quickly behind, so I wouldn’t hear the snide remark she cooked up. I shuffled through the closet and turned the knob for the other door. I pushed it open and found an identical room to the one I’d just come from. The only difference seemed to be the books on the bookshelf.

   I placed my bag down and unzipped it. I took out the clothes I had brought with me and folded them neatly into the dresser. I took out my notebook and carefully placed it on the desk. Then I pulled out a picture that had fallen into my bag and I hadn’t noticed. I looked at it and bit back the tears welling in my eyes. It was my family, me, John, Alyson and some other close friends, standing close together smiling at the camera.

   I placed the picture on the nightstand located beside the bed and sighed. That had been my eighteenth birthday only three months before. It had been a good day and I remembered being so happy with them. Laughing and smiling, thinking that it would always be like this. I guess I was wrong and now it even hurt to think about it.

   The last thing I pulled out was the money from my wallet and the ones we took out of the cash register when we’d gotten here. I flipped through them suddenly having an idea. Some of this money hadn’t been made yet, and probably would be considered counterfeit and we’d get into trouble. So I pulled out all the ones from the year 1994 and up out and placed them in the bottom drawer of the nightstand. Then I put all the ones from 1993 and in the middle drawer, just so I’d know which we could use and couldn’t.

   After I’d done that I stood up and sat on the bed. It was soft and comfy, I almost fell asleep just sitting there. After walking for the whole day and then coming here, it had been a lot of work. All I wanted to do now was get some sleep. I didn’t even want that dinner he was preparing for us. It’s not like I hadn’t already had one on the diner. But as I lay on the bed and began to close my eyes, John knocked on the door.

   “It’s dinner, you coming?” he inquired through the closed door.

   “Yeah,” I sighed and got off the bed, it would have to wait till later.