Almost Human (#Wattys2018)

Chapter 10

When my eyes flutter open, I realize I'm not in the park or in a hospital maybe, but I'm in my bedroom, lying on my bed. How I got here? No clue.
The clock by my bedside reads 12:36pm. I guess the migraine woke me up in the middle of the night.

The migraine? Why does my head feel like it's been trampled on by elephants? (Again with the elephants??)
What the hell happened at the park?
Wait, why am I asking this? I should know, I was there.

The thing is...I can't remember anything.
At least anything after the make out session with Brianna.
Oh man, did we really make out?

For some reason, the memory is surreal, it's blurry and in pieces.
Not a very good sign.

I slowly heave myself off the bed.
Do I have minor amnesia or something? This really is all too wierd.

I search for my phone which is just on my dresser.
I open my contacts and pull up Brianna's number.

I know it's late but u there?

After a while I feel stupid for texting someone at midnight but she ends up replying.

Sleep. You need the rest.

She has to know what happened.

A sharp pain strikes the back of my head and I fall back onto the bed, groaning.

The pain is like...ugh...something with elephants, I guess.

"Jesus Christ." I mutter, through clenched teeth.

With this kind of headache, it'd be best to tackle this tomorrow.

***

I felt the back of my head one more time to make sure I wasn't bleeding. It was morning and I was headed to my next class. Brianna had managed to avoid me quite well so I hadn't seen her since yesterday. As for Olivia...well...let's just say I haven't had time to grow a pair and ask her a few questions, but when (if) I do, what would I say?
I mean, "Hey, what the hell? I killed you! Why aren't you rotting away six feet under the ground?!"
Clearly, it isn't quite so simple.

And since Olivia's case is pretty creepy, I would only assume Brianna would have some answers. Or just maybe more mind-boggling questions.
As if on cue, Brianna exits the ladies bathroom, which just happens to be close to my class.

"Hey!" I call out, jogging over to her.
She does the 'deer in the headlights' look and starts speed walking away. But I catch up with her before she's even a foot away from the bathroom.

"I need answers, Bree. Now." I sternly command.

Her eyes are fixed to the ground and she fidgets uncomfortably.
"I-I cant tell you anything." She stutters.

"Yes you can. Just start from yesterday. At the park. Why can't I remember things?"
She says nothing and fumbles with her fingers.

"I remember the kiss." I whisper.
She looks up at me with those beautiful blue eyes and, almost, for a second I forget why we're here.

"I thought we made a connection. I thought we were going to be something...I thought you liked me."
I have no choice but to play this card. I know she likes me. I also know it'll hurt her to make her say she doesn't.

And I know toying with her feelings will make her spill.

I see the glint in her eyes.
"Please Trent, don't." God. This actually hurts me more than it hurts her.

"I'm not supposed to tell anyone." She finally says. Tell anyone what?

"Tell anyone what?"I press forward.

"I...we, aren't really-" Freaking hell. I only thought this happened in the movies.
She stops mid-sentence and stares at something behind me.

Curiously, I turn around to see what stopped her from spilling it all.

Not what, but who.
The guy standing in the middle of the hallway has the entire female population of the school eye-raping him as he stares right at me.

Brianna forgets about me and makes her way over to the tall, dark-skinned, skinny guy. His jawline looks like it could cut through diamonds. Man. His long hair is twisted and tied behind his head. He gives off that 'rebel' vibe.

That's my thing.

Brianna is telling him something but he's still staring at me. It's not like I stole from him or anything, jeez.
It isn't a cold stare, just...penetrating. Like he's not staring at me but at my soul.
Deep, yeah, I know.

The bell rings and I quickly enter my class, shaking off the weird feeling the guy's staring caused.
Who was he? And why the hell did Brianna just drop me like that? Could that be her boyfriend?

Nah, she's new to this, remember?
But then again, how do I know that?

It turns out, there seems to be a lot that I don't know.