Unhuman ≫ h.s.

15

15

I lifted my eyelids slowly. The room was completely put together and clean. I was no longer on the ground but on the couch. Ren wasn't in the room either, I looked around and scratched my head because I was honestly confused. Was it just a bad dream?

I got up slowly and walked to the mirror. I looked up looking for a mark on my neck.  I pulled my shirt down a little further and surely enough I found a dark blue purplish mark around my neck.

The light poured in the room, illuminating everything. I blinked a few times trying to adjust. I walked out of the room, and slowly walked down the stairs. I saw arris cooking and Ren watching TV. I walked slowly towards Ren and he looked towards me and smiled.

"Hey sleepy head your awake." he greeted brightly.

I felt like hell, I pressed a my palm against my temple looking at him, "Uh yeah." I cleared my throat before speaking again, "Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah I-I'm fine." he said, looking at me like I had four heads.

"Are you sure? I'm really sorry..." I apologized.

He started laughing, "For what teaching me how to dance? I didn't get the chance to thank you, so thank you for the lesson." 

"No for h-wait is that all you remember from last night?" I asked.

He nodded, "Yeah I remember dancing with you than I crashed. If anyone should be sorry its me.  I was real tired." 

"Oh no...its fine."

I can't believe he didn't remember anything. Only me, was I the only one that remembered last night. Well Harry too... Oh harry, just when I thought we were in a good place. He was unpredictable, how am I supposed to deal with him. How am I supposed to control him and protect myself when he's in that state of mind. I don't think I can.

"Where's Harry?" I asked.

Ren's eyes were trained on the television, "He's outside,  said he needed some fresh air and not try not to bother him."

I nodded understanding, I sat down on the couch. I was watching tv when I heard a voice whisper to me. It didn't sound like my mother.

"Water." the voice hissed.

I shook my head not wanting to hear anything. I was crazy enough as it is,

"Water." the voice said louder.

The voice kept chanting water in my head. Repeating its self. I couldn't take it anymore. I got up and grabbed a glass of water. I drank the water quickly and set the glass down. I didn't hear anything for a few seconds so I thought I had full-filled its need. I was wrong, I heard it again.

"Water" the voice said.

What does it mean water. Its not telling me. I tapped on the table frustrated. I looked out of the window and saw the lake. Water? The lake?

I walked outside and walked towards the lake. I wasn't going to bother Harry so he shouldn't bother me. I took slow cautious steps to the edge of the dock. The wood creaked under my weight. I glanced down at the water seven feet down. The water was dark and looked like an abyss.

I'm not gonna to lie, I was terrified but this was the only way. This could give me answers, answers I needed desperately. I took a deep breath before I jumped from the ledge. I hit the water, and the cold water engulfed my body. I couldn't see anything, my instincts told me to resurface so I started kicking my legs. Once again as I was almost at the surface something trapped my foot.

I looked down and couldn't see anything. I remember Harry telling me it was just a vine. I looked down and saw a hand wrapped around my leg. I panicked and tried kicking away. In my panic, I hit my head on something hard. I closed my eyes as I was placed into a vision? flashback?

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It was a long narrow hallway. It was bare and plain. There was a door at the end of the hallway. I walked towards it and opened it. I saw a room covered in colorful pictures. Pictures that were drawn by a child. I saw a little brunette girl in the corner drawing. Her hair was covering her face.

I walked towards her slowly and crouched down to her level. She was drawing a butterfly I think... but there was absolutely no shading at all. I cringed as she colored outside of her lines. I wanted to take the paper and fix it.

Well if it was even fixable. She was humming and talking to herself as she drew.

"Natalie dinner is ready." a voice said.

Natalie? that voice sounded a lot like my mothers. Was this little girl me, as a child. I shook my head in disbelief, how did I not realize. The younger version of myself pulled back in satisfaction.

"Do you like it?"she said to me.

I moved backwards, how could she see me if this was a flashback. She continued to look in my direction.

"Natalie come on dinner is ready." my mother said louder.

"I'm coming." said the younger version of me

She looked at me again, "mother's never fun, I'd rather stay and play with you."

Before she left she said one last thing,

"I hope it doesn't get ruined. Can you keep it safe Clayton?" she asked. She didn't wait for an answer as she took off out of the room.

No. I thought of all the things my mother told me. She said I was stronger than I believed and that only I knew what he looked like. It makes sense now. He was my imaginary friend as a child. But what if he was real, what if he was a real person and his soul some how attached to mine. It's not so crazy. It would explain why Harry can't use his powers on me.

Clayton was always with me. I was never alone. Before I could think anymore I was pulled from the flashback and brought back to reality.

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