Chapter Five: Decision

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There was only six days until my birthday. Six days until I lost my mom forever, unless I could change it. It was a lot of pressure, but I knew I had to try. I had to let my parents be happy. I knew my dad would never be the same if my mom left, and he would just be depressed every day of his life. I couldn't live with that. I wouldn't. But somehow, I knew if I saved April, I would lose someone else. Like my grandmother had said, not everyone could be saved. Or at least, that's what she had implied. After my dad finished eating he rested his elbows on the counter with his chin in his hands. I could tell he was in deep thought, so I didn't disturb him. Instead I thought some more about how I would change the past. My grandmother would show me tonight, wouldn't she? She said she would.

I observed how my parents acted towards each other all day long. My dad was definitely not his usual self, he sulked around, but always kept close to my mom. He didn't want to lose her, and she didn't want to lose him either.

I couldn't stay in the same room with all of this sadness and loss, so I inconspicuously made my way up to my bedroom and laid on the bed. I was trying to figure out how I could change the past with my gifts. I remembered how in the dream I had last night, I wasn't a bystander. I was actually inside my mothers body, and I could feel the fear flooding through her right before she died. It felt like I had been trapped, and unable to yell at her dad to stop. But maybe if I had enough willpower, I could overcome the trapped feeling. I hadn't known exactly what was going to happen in the dream I had last night, but now, I did. But something told me I wasn't meant to change THAT part of history.

You're right. I knew it was my grandmother speaking the minute I heard her voice, and I appreciated her confirmation.

The day went by quickly, and I was glad I had enough sense to go in my room and let them have some privacy. They deserved it.

When I saw it was getting dark outside, I took a shower and changed my clothes before slipping into bed completely relaxed. I let out a deep breath and stared at the ceiling, trying to calm down and go to sleep. I closed my eyes and let myself sink into the blackness, my consciousness slipping away as I drifted off to sleep.

I was my mom again, and I was sitting on the couch as I texted Chris. I had met him a few weeks ago at school, on the first day of eleventh grade. We were dating now, and I really liked him. I had never felt this way about anyone before. I saw that he was typing, and then his message appeared.

"Goodnight." It said. I smiled and typed back "goodnight." And hit send. Then my heart sped up. I knew what I wanted to do, but I was nervous. What if he didn't feel the same way? I took a deep breath and did it anyway.

"I love you." I wrote, and then I hit send. No reply. I bit my lip as worry flooded through me, but there continued to be no reply. I could feel the tears pooling up in my eyes, so I placed my phone down on the arm of the couch and stood up, walking into the bathroom and locking the door as I felt the tears spill over.

Suddenly I was Alexis again, and I felt myself torn from my mothers body and dragged back into the living room. I was in my own body now, and I saw her parents on the other side of the couch, watching TV. I recognized a younger version of my grandmother, and then I glanced back over at my mother's phone. I felt horrible for her that Chris hadn't responded to the text. Just then, her phone lit up and buzzed loudly, and I saw the message flash across the screen.

"I love you too <3." It said. My head whipped around as I saw her father glance over at the phone, and his eyes widened. He grabbed her phone and showed it to her mother, and then they began whispering. I walked closer so I could hear what they were saying.

"She's talking to that boy again. Chris." Her father growled.

"Didn't you see him-"

"Yes. I saw his father selling drugs. I don't approve of that kind of family. I won't have our daughter around someone like that." Her father snapped, interrupting her mom.

"Me neither. How do we fix it?" Her mother asked worriedly.

"Well since we're planning on moving to California next month anyway, we'll just do it next week instead. We already have the house picked out. It shouldn't be too difficult." Her dad explained.

"Okay, and I don't think we should tell her about what we know. Just put her phone back and pretend like it never happened." Her mom said. Her father clenched his jaw but placed her phone back on the arm of the couch, crossing his arms and taking a deep breath. A realization hit me. The whole reason they had moved to Cali a month earlier was because they had found out about Chris. The reason they had died was because they were at the wrong place at the wrong time. Before I could figure out exactly what I had to do, I was yanked out of the memory and fog swirled around me before I was slammed back into my bed.

I woke up covered in sweat, and I was breathing hard.

Find out how to change it. I know you can do it. My grandmothers voice said softly. I closed my eyes and played the memory over and over in my head, feeling like I was re living it each time. Now I knew the reason April and her family had died, and I knew I had five days to change it. Just five days.

You can do it. My grandmother assured me. I nodded. I knew I could do it. I had to do it. I had to save my mother, and make her life like it should be. She was meant to be with Chris, even though her father had made the wrong decision and gotten them all killed. That shouldn't have happened, but it still didn't tear them apart. And I knew I had to bring them together again, through the past, by changing one decision. Which decision would it be? I placed my head in my hands and thought hard. Just one decision. And I had to choose wisely, or everything would be ruined.

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Okay guys here's chapter five, hope you liked it. I had to rush it since I'm supposed to be working on homework, so yeah. I might update on this story sometime this week, and it will be over soon. But thanks for reading :)

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