Three Worlds Apart

Chapter IV, Kamber

I watch as a boy shoves Dawson off the ridge of the mountain, he grabs hold of the ledge. The boy grabs my arm and pulls me along.

"If you mention this to the others, I'll never tell." He growls. Tell me what? I don't get it, where are we? Who is this kid? Why the hell did he shove Dawson off the ledge? Why can't I go help Dawson?

His nails dig into my arm, I want to smash his face into the ground but something holds me back. I have to know, what the hell? Know what?

I open my eyes, I'm still in the small abandoned house that I'll live in until I move on. I can't buy a house because I don't have money to spare, all the money I make at whatever jobs I can get go towards food and stuff to keep me looking presentable.

I sigh and stand up, if my parents hadn't died where would I be now? What would I be doing if they were still alive? Would I still have friends?  

I shake my head, there is no point in thinking about things that can never be. My parents knew something about what I am, they knew there was something different about me at least. If only they had told me.

The sun is setting through the window of the house, I've always been scared of the dark. I don't know why, I just am. 

Jumping up, I turn on a light. Maybe it isn't the dark I'm scared of but being alone. Darkness hides others from you, it keeps you apart.

I lie down in the bed that the past owners of this house left here, they also still pay the utility bills. I close my eyes and try to shut out everything and just sleep.

Sleep has become one of my only escapes.

When I wake up I get ready for school. This is my new life.

"Kamber," I voice calls to me. I turn a boy is coming towards me, he's cute. His hair is a deep brown and his eyes are almost black. He seems familiar, I don't know why.

"Hi," I say, why is wanting to talk to me?

"I'm Noah." He says. I nod, "Okay." I turn and go walk away but Noah grabs my arm. 

"Where do you think you're going? I want to talk to you." He doesn't let go of my arm. I could easily break his arm, but I won't. 

"About what?" I ask, he's grinning at me. "Stuff." He says and I roll my eyes, "What stuff?" He winks at me.

"Like what you're doing Friday night." I stare at him, did he just ask me out? He slips his arm around my shoulders, "Or should I say, what we're doing doing Friday night." I roll my eyes again, "Who said we were doing anything on Friday night?"

Noah tugs on a piece of my hair, "I did."

I turn and walk away, what the hell is going on? This dude doesn't even know me and he's asking me out? What it this?

"Kamber you get that pretty ass of yours back here." He says, I swing around. How dare he talk to me this way!

"Go look at some other girl's 'pretty ass'" I snarl. Noah grins, "Someone has a temper!" He hoots. I feel like the temperature in the room is going down, shadows seem to creep out at us. 

I start to shake I'm so scared.

Just like that the shadows retreat, my heart rate slows and I take a deep breath.

Noah looks at me weirdly, then he shakes his head. "You don't want a super hot boyfriend?" He asks. I roll my eyes.

"You are not the kind of guy that has a steady girlfriend." I say, "You obviously like to find new girls every few minutes." Noah gives me pouty eyes, I shake my head. This guy is insane.

"I only date guys exclusively," I say and flip my hair over my shoulder. I kind of want to go out with this guy but he's obviously a player so, thanks but no thanks.  

Noah calls after me, "I'll get a yes out of you eventually!" I can't stop the small smile that spreads over my face, "Good luck!" I call back.

I'll never say yes.

Noah can try but he will fail.

I don't get close to people.

I don't trust them.

Right?

I walk down the hall not really paying attention to where I'm going, I walk into someone. Shit.

I look up and realize I walked into Dawson, he looks as preoccupied as I am. "Sorry," He says and then looks at me.

"Kamber," He says, "Um, sorry about lunch yesterday." He seems embarrassed, it's kind of cute.

"It's fine." I say waving my hand. I bite my lip, "I know what it's like to loose someone close to you and I know that saying 'sorry' doesn't help." Dawson smiles slightly. 

"I know, thanks." He says. He looks down at his feet and then back at me. 

It's kind of awkward but nice too. Maybe Dawson and I can be friends. Is there any point in trying though? I'm not sure there is.

Dawson flashes a quick smile then walks away.

I don't know what it is but something seems familiar about him. I haven't even met him before I came here, how can he feel familiar. 

I shake my head slightly and walk away.

Then I stop.

Noah.

I remember where I saw him.

In my vision. 

He pushed Dawson off the mountain edge.