Levi
I'm walking down a long road with nothing beside it. It isn't a desert. Not cold either. The landscape keeps on changing.
I see that Katherine has found me. She appears in front of me.
"Hey, Levi," Katherine waves.
I just turn the other way, ignoring her.
"Levi! I am talking to you! Hello?" I feel her knock on my head. "Hello!? Is anybody home in there? Levi!"
I keep on walking. She doesn't stop. Her voice follows me. The pounding on my head continues. Trying to keep on ignoring Katherine, I walk faster. Suddenly, her voice stops as if she dropped dead. The pounding is still there though.
Every step I take, makes the pounding more painful than the next. Then, out of nowhere, an old looking house appears. I try to walk towards it, but the ground keeps me moving away like a treadmill. I start running. The road still is keeping me away...away...away...gone.
I wake up gasping for breath, feeling sweat everywhere on me. Frantically, I look at the clock. 12:26 A.M. I lay back down, massaging my temples, trying to soothe an excruciating headache. I stare at the ceiling, wanting to go back to sleep, but I can't. I get out of bed, and I start to clean (a non-existent mess Opal says).
An hour passes, and I hear the sound of keys and the door opening downstairs. Automatically, I know it's my little sister, Opal. Well, according to her, she isn't little anymore. I notice that there are more than one pair of feet. Opal's giggling hangs in the air, and she's whispering to a voice that's unfamiliar. The door closes and Opal's giggling travels upstairs to the door of my room. I hear them stumble through the hallway to her room. I hear her door close, and I step out of my room to tiptoe to her's. Her door is slightly open, perfect for my eyes to see through. It's dark in there, but I hear Opal trying to talk but she keeps getting interrupted by...kissing noises? Crap, oh crap, no. No way! I push the door aside and turn on the lights. There's a guy in her room! On her--I'm not even. "Opal!" I bellow. They don't seem to notice. "OPAL LEER!" Both of them roll off the bed. "What the heck Opal! Who is that?" I point to the random dude.
Opal begins to stutter, "Levi--I--he's--it's--it's not what you think Levi!"
"Oh, it's very much what I think." I stride to Opal's creep, which is sitting on the floor looking scared out of his mind, and pick him up from the floor by the scruff of his stupid little neck. I pierce daggers into his blue eyes, and say in a whisper full of menace, "Get. Out."
