Hearing the Dead.

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(Kaira's POV)

It was still 5 years after the accident. Obviously. I mean nothing has changed since yesterday. At least that's what I think. Yesterday was fine and mostly normal. It's today that seems slightly off, other than the accident part. Earlier I thought I had seen Roree, like he was physically there with me. Even though it was from a distance, I swore that I had seen him.

I've been depressed all day. Tessa thinks that its just because today is the anniversary of the accident. She was wrong though. I was only depressed because I know what I saw and it felt so real, yet it was only for a split second and no one else saw him.

Something else happened earlier. I swore that I heard him. It was right after I saw him; it was like he was trying to tell me something, but it was muffled and broken.

Flashback

"Kaira, I don't know if you can hear me or not, ...... need to wake ..... die if you ....... I would do if .... I can't fight any.... my everything an.....an't let you go." 

That was all I heard. I was in my English class when it happened. I gasped, it was a loud gasp and people had turned their heads in my direction. They looked at me funny, but that was normal. They've been looking at me funny since I got here the first day of school.

I got up quickly and ran to the door throwing it open in my hast to get out of there, The teachers all  know that i am having panic attacks. They know that if i just run out of the classroom randomly, it was because of that. It was annoying yes, but the could at least try to understand. 

I was in a horrible accident, lost someone really close to me, and was in a coma for 2 years of my life. 

I ran to the nearest bathroom, which wasn't that far down the hall. Throwing that door open too, I ran to the first open stall and tried to empty my already bare stomach. It of course didn't really work and I was just sitting there dry heaving. After a little while I was able to stop. I got up from the floor and walked over to one of the long mirrors.

It was one of those really long mirrors that didn't have sinks or anything near it. It had a counter where you could stick you're hair brushes and make-up bags. At least that's what others did. I stood there leaning on the counter top looking at my reflection in the mirror. I was trying my best to slow down my racing heart beat. It didn't take as long as I thought it would. It normally takes me a good 5 minutes to get my breathing even, let alone my heart.

I was getting better at it. I was getting better at forcing myself to think through what had just happened, which I think is a good thing. I sink to the floor in partial defeat. I haven't had a bad panic attack in a while. Just minor ones that I could deal with even if I was around people.  

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I was sitting on the dirty bathroom floor. That's when he showed up. I don't know why he keeps coming here, sitting next to me. He was just kind of staring at me in a strange and worried way. 

Roree was looking down at me from the other side of the bathroom. I know he wasn't really here, but it sure felt like it.

"Why do you keep coming here?" I ask. "I know you're gone, so why come and find me when I would rather forget about you?"

He didn't answer me, just like he never did. He looked away from me for a short bit, but then he looked back at me with determination in his eyes. He walked over to me and pulled me up. I was so shocked that I couldn't even move.

He grabbed my hand, we started to walk towards the door, that's when someone opened the bathroom door.

He disappeared, causing my hand to fall to my side. With my eyes bloodshot and puffy from crying, the girl looked at me in half pity and some other emotion I'v never seen before.

"Sorry." I say moving out of her way. I feel a light hand wrap around my arm pulling me back. I look to the girl, it was as if she wanted to say something, yet didn't quite know what to say.

"You don't have to say anything. I wasn't-" She cut me off.

"No that's not it. I want to say something, but I don't know if you really want to hear it." 

I tilt my head to the side in a questioning way. "What do you mean 'I might not like it?' it can't really be any worse then I've gone through." I give her a funny look. She might actually be my first friend here at this school, but I couldn't be completely sure.

"That's exactly what I mean. Nothing more nothing less." She just walked into the bathroom stall after that. 

It was just Tessa and I. Nothing more, nothing less. Always just Tessa and I. A new person in our lives was just baggage on their part. We didn't want to give that kind of stuff to random people. 

Friends were more of less a no go for Tessa and I, and it would just have to stay that way.

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Two chapters completely finished in one night. I'm pretty proud of myself right now.

I know that there's grammar error and other little things that i can pick through later, but for now you guys get to have the chapter!!!

Anyways, it's 1 am my time right now... So I'm off to bed, for i have school in the morning and i was supposed to be asleep hours ago. 

Oh well. 

Goodnight.

-Mnmsam.


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