[✔] Green Eyes || PJ Liguori

Chapter Two

~Autumn~

The sun was starting to set, tints of pinks, purples and oranges paint the sky as the soft golden light peeked through the mountains. I listen to the tapping of my shoes on the cobbled sidewalk as I kept my eyes straight forward.

I grasp the bag of groceries in my arms and just left myself at the palm of my over-thinking mind. Walking is like therapy for me, I get to think things out, sort my problems, and sometimes forget them.

Let me give you guys a little information about my life:

I never had the best childhood; when I was around, 7 my parents started to fight and soon enough, they filed a divorce. A little while after that, I would stay at my mum's and almost every time I would look out the window, I see a boy the same age as me with piercing green eyes. The problem here is, every time I tell mum, he disappears. I know for a fact he was there. It wasn't any hallucinations, but of course with my mum not trusting me, she set me on medications for minor schizophrenia but I would always pretend to down it because I hated the side effect. 

The thought of the past made me hold on to the bag of groceries tighter. My attention to my surroundings has only kicked in now, the sun has already set, leaving me with the moon and stars as my only company. A sudden gust of wind flew by, goosebumps decorating my arm. 

I quicken up my pace, my eyes drift to the bushes on the side of the pavements that act as embellishments to the neighborhood. One is swaying a different direction from the other bushes. I didn't take a second to contemplate but I look straight forward and walked faster to my house. 

tap, tap, tap

There seem to be another set of footsteps behind me. I turn around, being met with nothing but the dark, quiet neighborhood. I revert back to my 4/4 time signature pace of steps. 

Finally in front of my door, I fiddle with the keys until I found the right one. I pitted it into the keyhole and swiftly turned it. Swishing my body as fast as it could inside and locked it faster than you could say 'indubitably' 

I slide down my door in paranoia and fear, I draw my legs towards my chest and put my head down.

Breathe in,

Breathe out.

While walked by the bushes I felt my knees tremble; I'm surprised my knees didn't buckle earlier,

I stood up once I've finally got my breathing sorted. Walking around the room, I close the windows as I pass by one. Before I closed the last one I caught a glimpse of the street lamp flicker on and off 3 times.

It looks almost like an intentional flicker, because you could tell the difference when someone would play with a light switch, and if the light bulb was on the verge of dying; and in this situation it looked like the first statement. I shiver. Hurriedly, I closed the window and lights as I run up the stairs to my bedroom.

You could probably tell by now, there is only one person who lives here: me.

Not the best choice when you have paranoia and was diagnosed for minor schizophrenia if you ask me. Though I did say that I hated the side effects of the medication, the boy surprisingly disappeared, it confused me so much even until this day because I knew for a fact he's real.

I walk to my vanity mirror and take off my hair tie. Running my hand through it, I glance down at the table. Something shiny caught my eye, I take a closer look at it and I saw three -not matching- earrings sitting next to each other. Strange, I don't remember putting that there. I shrug the thought off and placed it back into my jewelry box.  

I change into comfy clothes and I jump into bed. I let exhaustion take over, my eyes slowly drift close allowing me to succumb into the deep slumber and chamber of my imagination I call my dreams...

I'm speeding through the city, not by feet but some kind of transportation that makes me glide through the cement ground. I  look down and I am met by a cloud; I am riding a cloud. 

The wind blows through my hair and I am greeted by a wave of relaxation and freedom. I turn, entering the gateway towards the park. I pass by the lake, beholding the pretty scenery in front of me as the sun reflects off the water.

My vision turns hazy, my balance seems to be decreasing by the second as I am wobbling. Loud claps of thunder follow behind me, I turn around and I see a large grey cloud following a few feet back. I quicken up the pace but no avail, I am caught by the grey cloud. Greeted by darkness once again.

I shot up, cold sweat dribbling down my forehead, my breathing pace at a rather fast speed. I wipe my face with my sleeve and turn over to check the time, I pick up my phone the white numbers glowed on the screen 12:01 am. 

A sudden gust of wind blew by outside and the branches tapped on my window, but suspiciously two taps were followed after,

Could this mean something..?