Dreaming Away

Chapter 7

I come up to talk to her and close the door behind me.

"What's up?"

"Look, this is gonna sound crazy," I look at her weirdly but she doesn't stop, "but I have to explain to you that this isn't your life and-"

"What on earth are you talking about? Of course this is my life!"

"No, it's not- you're actually the princess that's why she hasn't been seen in a while. She, you, are in a coma because you're in someone's life. I was brought here to tell you this so you could come back and be their spy."

"You've gone insane."

"No you've got to trust me. Just relax and try to I don't know 'leave' or something."

"Fine ok," I say just to get her to leave. I feel like she's just trying to ruin my day. The one good day I've had in forever. But now I'm curious, so I walk back into my house.

"What did she want to talk about?" My dad asks.

"She wanted to catch up some more but she forgot that mom came home." I hate lying to them but the small part of my brain that believes Jane goes, "Don't tell them. They'll stop telling you what is happening." I wouldn't betray my mother if what Jane is saying is true. But if what she's saying is true then she's not my actual mother.

I tell them I have some homework and go into my room, making sure to close the door completely, before I lie on my bed and try to fully relax. Nothing happens. Now I'm getting frustrated, why would Jane lie like that? Maybe she thinks it's true, maybe she's actually insane. I relax not wanting to think about having to send my friend to a clinic. I clear my head of everything, for the first time in as long as I can remember, and then something just clicks.

I don't open my eyes, I'm terrified. Then noises come, the drip drip of an IV, the doctors shuffling around, the concerned voices. It smells like dead people and I think I might be the reason why. I focus on the voices, "Will she be alright? Will we have a snitch?" The voice sounds familiar and I don't know why. "The heart-rate is picking up!" Says a different voice, this one not familiar, and loads of people scramble over and wait in a hush. But I'm too tired to open my eyes. I feel the liquid pouring into my veins and it tires me. So I fall back into a slumber, leaving this mess for when I wake up.