Reincarnation

(CH.6) Second Reincarnation.

Chapter 6

Introduction

The darkness in this place was never ending. 

I've painted a rough image of the surrounding as I paced back and forth.

The place had some magical atmosphere to it, the closer you felt you are to an object, the more the vacancy of the surrounding welcomed you.

The air was thick but not in the irritating Earth way. 

I was pacing back and forth thinking about what to imagine next. I couldn't stand the idea of being fooled once again into a life as dark as my original. 

But my muscles were starting to ache and my eye lids seemed to keep getting heavier and heavier with time, and so I fell asleep. 

*  *  *  *  *

It was still as dark as I left it, but it was freezing cold. The white clouds I exhaled were the only thing in sight. I stand up and turn around in circles questioning were I am. 

“Why doesn’t Tracy have a prince charming in the story?” asked Selena's familiar voice.

Ohh God, I have missed that girl terribly! 

"Selena," I shouted at the top of my voice.

“But she was still young and beautiful when she was saved.” 

"Where are you?"

“And on which line does Tracy meet him?” 

"Please Selena, answer, tell me where you are," I begged, voice thick with tears.

"And when does that happen?”  She asked excitedly 

"Answer me!" I shouted in frustration.

A scream replied, but it wasn’t Selena’s high pitched scream, it was a scream belonging to someone older. Suddenly, I was back in a hospital with nurses hurrying towards the screaming Julian who was kicking with her leg in the air like a kid. Drake was among the nurses, his face lacking expression, his eyes once full of life, empty. Her cries were heart tearing as she was finally dragged out of the room. Apart from the low sounds of doctor’s moving things around, one sound was prominent, a steady beep signifying that a heart failed to continue beating. The doctor’s spared me a space enough to see her face, paler than I remember, her eyes closed as if sleeping, and a light twitch of the lip, like a last attempt to smile.

“Sister-less,” voices whispered wickedly in my ear, on and on.

*  *  *  *  *

My memory mercilessly rushed to play the day in front of my eyes when I made Selena cry from my coldness. The exact words in the dream were uttered once again in my ear murdering my heart with agony. I was just telling her my fairytale and it bugged her how there was nothing love related to tell. It was not her fault, what's a fairytale without love. Yet, I allowed her priceless tears to flow so heartlessly.

I hoped it was just a dream, I hoped Selena was still alive in my original life.

Endless thoughts were flooding in, but I knew what I had to do.

Love

it is some sort of undiscovered gravity. It's some kind of intense energy our naked eyes can't see, our poor minds can't comprehend, but our hearts can feel.

Some people consider love a weakness. But according to my best friend, Drake, love is power. It's the power of allowing yourself to be vulnerable to yourself - your emotions. And your emotions are power.

There are many categories under the title love. There are crushes, marriage love, family love, friendship love, and true love. All of us, at some point of time, experienced one of those or even had a combination.

According to my father, the most important form of love is true love. It's like a seed that blossoms into beautiful roses with time. And he learnt that from mom, the princess. Every princess has love involved as a major element of her life, if she fails to find it she will runaway - just like mom did in my first reincarnation.

I decided to continue my make-life-a-fairytale path. I will bring to my life what's missing - love. 

I always believed that the only reason Drake was important in my life was how similar he was to my own father - when he was missing. But I needed him to find me the love, whether with him or with whoever is unfortunate enough to be my prince charming.

I close my eyes and remember the familiar face of Drake. His pale skin and his beautiful brown hair came to life in front of me, his semi-muscular body formed perfectly in my mind. The thought of him was warming and reassuring. 

I imagined how it would feel to have love as part of my life. 

And then I drifted into the darkness once again.

*  *  *  *  *

My head was tilted backwards and my laugh was echoing in the air. 

I stood upright to find Drake recovering from a laugh, too. His pale face was flushed red, his blue eyes watery, and his brown hair messed up beautifully by the wind.

Before I knew it I was embraced in his arms. I've missed him terribly, too.

My sudden action didn't shake him, it's like hugging him like I haven't seen him in a - ironically and literally a life time- was something normal.

I pulled away and looked Drake in the eye; their fairytale green shade was breath taking, and the feeling of having my best friend by my side was soothing.

*  *  *  *  *

"Tracy, you are nuts," Drake said mockingly starting to laugh until he noticed I was dead serious.

"Come on Drake, I don't know anything happening in this life and you don't even doubt it," I said begging him to believe my reincarnation story.

"I am sorry Tracy. But what you are trying to make me believe doesn't make sense at all," he said, looking me in the eye, then added, "So you do not know Taylor?"

"I never heard of him,"

"How old are you?"

"In my first life, I died at the age of eighteen. In my first reincarnation, I was thirteen."

"Actually, you are nineteen," he said thoughtfully than added, "what do you know about me?"

"I told you, you were my best friend in my first life. We even went to the prom together; I made you dress like the price in Beauty and the Beast. It was the day I discovered my mother was my fairy Godmother and a princess."

"Tracy, your mother is a nurse."

"Wait, she is alive?"

"Yes. She still lives in London, we moved together to Canada to study in the college of our dreams"

I bit my tongue considering the question in my mind, "Is mom an alcoholic?"

"No. She is in perfect health and she is happy with your father, Drake"

I let out a deep sigh of relief.

Finally, I am in a world where my parents are alive and happy, a world where Drake exists, a world without darkness - reality.

"What I don't understand is... Why are you telling me this instead of to Taylor," Drake said, breaking brought my train of thoughts.

"I told you, I don't even know the guy. Who is he anyway?"

"Tracy, he's the guy you love."