Unknown Destiny

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I guess we've finished the movie because I lift my head from Anne's shoulder and she's just looking at me, "Take a picture it'll last longer." I say moving to the other side of the couch and she blushes. I wipe my eyes as I yawn.

"I wouldn't give you that satisfaction." She mumbles rubbing her shoulder.

"How long was I asleep for?" I ask standing up to grab a drink.

"Three movies." She replies from the couch.

"Three movies?" I ask in shock. Three movies? That's like what? Six hours? Maybe I don't know, I was never good at math.

"Yeah you passed out like straight away. I'm not gonna lie I fell asleep too. Disney is pretty boring nowadays." She stands up and well making her way to where I'm standing.

I must of blacked out after that whole whispering thing happened. It was in another language, I didn't understand any of it. It was pretty loud as well, harsh whispers, as if they were trying to scream but they couldn't, like they had a cough but they don't really want to cough. You know? I mean probably not, you'd probably never had voices in your head before, you don't understand me.

Honestly I'm feeling so scared right now. I hadn't felt this way in a while since... Ever. I had never felt this scared in my life. I guess Anne notices my uneasiness as she confronts me.

"Hey, Cameron are you okay?" She asks putting a hand out to reach mine. She places it on top and it's warm and comforting. My eyes flick to her as I've been staring into space.

"Yeah I'm- I'm fine." Well hell, if she didn't know something was wrong she might as well now. I bloody stuttered.

"Oh hell Cameron, your not okay, you've just gone pale like you've seen a ghost, are you sure you're okay?" She says standing up now to walk over to me.

I furrow my brows. Am I okay? Ever since the dream I've been feeling so weird. Seeing things, hearing things. Everything is just getting so weird and I'm not use to it. I should've gotten an instruction pamphlet for this because I don't know how to control it or why I'm feeling with way.

"Honestly Anne," I start to feel my voice breaking, "I just don't fucking know."

That's it. I'm crying. I'm bloody crying and I feel so vulnerable. Why is this happening I never cry? I'm not on my period so what is this? Anne hugs me and I'm gripping her waist tightly. My head goes onto her shoulder. Now I understand where the term 'A shoulder to cry on' came from.

She shushes me, crying right now feels strangely natural. Anne pats my hair and rubs circles on my back, "Hey you're okay. I'm here, you're okay." And that's all she says, the silence shared between us as I settle down isn't awkward or uncomfortable at all. It feels completely natural. Being with her feels completely natural.

I push myself away from her gently and look into her brown eyes. She's not that much shorter than me, 5'7 to 5'6 I'd say. She smiles and pats my hair down as if there were a lot of stray hairs everywhere.

What I wouldn't give to kiss her right now. I say to myself... Wait... That wasn't my voice. I brush it away as I'm pretty sure I'm going insane and turn around wiping my tears away, "I'm sorry Anne you didn't have to see that." I say grabbing myself another drink of water.

"No I didn't. Now tell me what's going on. You just started crying out of nowhere." She says leaning against the counter. I turn to face her and take a deep breath in.

"I heard some more voices." I say and Anne just looks at me with not emotion what so ever, "But this time it wasn't in English. It was some other language. I'm pretty sure I blacked out afterwards."

"So that would explain you suddenly falling asleep."

"Yeah." I nod and she smiles, "I knew Lilo and Stitch wasn't that boring." She exclaim chuckling then turning serious, "What did they say?"

"Um... I can't remember much. But they said something at the end that was English. I think it was something like... You won't see us coming. But... We'll see you." I say and Anne's face sparks for only a moment before returning emotionless.

"Wow. That's creepy." Is all she says andI nod in agreement.

"Yeah. Sorry about laying on your shoulder for six hours." I apologise, she shakes her head, "Nah it was all good. I enjoyed it."

I laugh slightly before the it turns silent. After a while Anne speaks up, her voice slicing the awkward atmosphere like a knife, "Well it's getting late. I'll see you tomorrow Cameron." She says walking to the door.

I contemplate what will happen afterwards once she leaves. What will happen. Will something bad happen? I know I'm overreacting but I don't want to hear those noises anymore. I don't want anymore of this happening. What happens if I see something, something that will make me lose my mind? And so without thinking I grab Anne's shoulder and turn her back to face me.

"Cameron? What are you doing?" She asks nervously.

"Can you stay with me tonight?" I plead.

"I literally live two seconds away Cameron." She replies looking at my hand on her shoulder. I let go suddenly.

"Sorry I- I'm scared." Anne looks as though she's about to laugh, "Don't you dare laugh Anne Monroe. I'm serious. I might lose it."

"I think you've already lost it if you think I'm staying over the night."

"Why you can sleep on the couch?"

"On the couch? Cameron Simmons do you think I'd rather sleep on a couch than my own bed?" She asks placing her hands on her hips, "If I'm staying, I'm sleeping on the bed."

"Where do I sleep?" I ask smirking now.

"On the couch."

"Hell no."

"Fine then. Make do with me not here." She says turning around once more. She reaches the door and I speak up, "Why don't we sleep on the same bed."

"Share a bed with you? Oh I am blessed, I truly am." She says sarcastically thinking I'm lying, and then I give her a look, "Oh! You're serious?"

"You actually are scared?" She asks genuinely surprised, "Well gee Cameron why didn't you say anything?" She asks approaching me. I frown in a playful way and lead her to my bedroom.

"Woah, I've never been in here." She says in shock. I can see why, compared to her room mine is three times bigger. It's a white and black room with a king sized bed smack bang in the middle. I close the curtains and through a loose sweater to Anne.

"You know I can just walk over to mine and get my own?" She asks and I shake my head, "I can't risk you lying to me and not coming back."

She smiles and walks into my bathroom. When she comes out she's wearing the sweater I gave her and her denim shorts she was wearing before, "You know you can take those off?"

"And wear no pants?" She asks and I nod like it's obvious.

"You wear pants to bed Anne?" I ask sliding in.

"Not exactly."

"Well there you go." I reply covering myself with the blankets. I hear her huff before turning the lights off and hoping in beside me.

"You better not get scared tonight Cameron. I cant risk you punching my face."

I chuckle, "Whatever I do to your face will only be an improvement." With that comment I earned a slap on the arm.

"Shut up Cameron Simmons." I laugh and close my eyes, "Goodnight Anne Monroe."