One Mystery One Life

Chapter fifty one banyan

Alex P.O.V.

I walked back to the tree and did not hide behind the tree. I carelessly just went and stood beside the tree. I touched its cracked rough wood and kept my other hand on it attempting to climb it up.

"Hey there" A voice stopped me and I turned around and gulped in fear. Who is it? The beautiful witch or the beautiful bitch... Just to make it clear Annie is definitely the witch and the old hag is bitch, but I won't say it out loud; the beautiful thing. I looked back and felt unfamiliar yet a nostalgic emotional comfort. I can tell it's the hag and there's someone behind me too. I stepped away from the tree and looked at Annie, I guess. This air is really weird. I can't trust the both of them as I can't tell who is the one sending me negative vibes-

Just so you know I have to hand over the recorder to the right one. Okay now there's how I can find out; the real one does not have a shadow, but seriously I can see not shadow because of these night vision glasses. The both of them walked towards me and I take off my glasses, letting it hand around my neck and notice that the sun will be rising in a couple of minutes. Chills run down my spine and I take a few more steps back, so I don't get caught between the both of them.

I don't want to get caught now, this is really spooky. You know the movies where there is a monkey stuck between a witch and a bitch, yeah they don't exist and I am going to make one soon enough (of my own life; present situation). There will be trees in it too and of course some lovelorn-Iris. I am unable to laugh at the thought as I am somewhere between something.

A plan comes to my mind and I take out the recorder from my pocket and- freeze. That was a bad idea... I was planning on throwing the recorder and running away, but my legs seem to be too shaken for that and that is a stupid idea. Now it is too late for me to even run.

I stop myself from trying and stand with my eyes shifting from one to the other. They stop when they are only a few inches away from me and I get ready to get crushed between them. The both of them seem to be in a staring contest and their chests are held up high, yes they do that. Apart from that, they look like wolves with their eyes uncovered. I observe their scars on their eye closely and their scars do have differences. Now everything can't be perfected with makeup and also can be perfect without makeup (like me). Just joking!

Sweat was coming out of my skin like flowing water and I looked between them; confused, but they started walking again not having pity on the tiny person going to get squished between their war. Even though I am the reason of it, (that's only a guess or I am just giving myself way too much credit). I took a step back as they were enough close to be me and I could feel their breath. I was going to take another step but I felt the arms of both snake around my back and gripping me.

Okay! Now this is getting extremely weird. The both of them look at me in the same motion and I pull up at little mushy smile; happy sad one and look at the both of them in confusion and the next thing that happened was that the both of them smiled generously at me. It confused me even more, just what is happening.

The next devastating act was when the both of them hugged me and I returned it unconsciously. I rested my head on the both of their chests and rested as their chests rise and fall. I don't know but this seems soothing like this has happened somewhere before. Annie stayed away and the other one kept the front. Yes! I can tell who is who now. Annie is the left one and the other is at the right. Dejavu is here with me the whole time. I heave out a little sigh and let go of my sorrows.

I held the both of their jackets tightly and don't leave until I felt so. She run her hand on my back and I heard Annie sigh and take the both of us into her strong body together. I feels good to be engulfed by her. I hear some motions from the wood and Annie releases us and I step away from them getting the recorder in front of them, but too late. Annie already ran to the direction of the motion and the other was about to leave and before she could run away I caught the hem of her shirt and shove the recorder in her hand and took my leave. I ran back into the woods and it's not like I was out but it was that it was clear.