*Maverick*
*November 15*
I walk up to the front door of my house seeing Judah there as always. I don't know why he still sticks around, I'm 15 and he's turning 17 in December. As I get closer I begin to make out more of his facial expression and he looks scared out of his wits. He's pale, I guess he looks kind of sick more than scared but his eyes are darting around different spots on the ground like there are tiny things getting ready to crawl up on him. "Hey Judah." I say coming up my driveway. Judah darts his head up looking at me like I was about to attack him. I don't go any closer not wanting to scare him, this isn't like him at all. "You okay?" I ask genuinely concerned for my best friends wellbeing. "Can we go inside I need to tell you something." Judah says jumping up off the porch steps. "Yeah, yeah just let me get-" I was about to say get my key but the door was already open and he was marching into my house. "How did you just? I thought that I locked-" I mumble to myself. I shrug my shoulders and follow in my house. "Hey I'll meet you up there!" I say starting to walk to the kitchen. "Do you want a snack or something to drink?" I don't hear a response and start to get worried. I grab a mini Gatorade and quickly head upstairs for the last room on the left. The Gatorade is cold in my hands as beads of sweat begin to develop around it from the shock of the warm house around it. I go to my room and open my door to find Judah lying on the floor breathing slowly and heavily. I drop my backpack and bend down next to him. "Judah? Hey what happened?"
Judah's face looks sunken in, cold and pale. He shakes slightly but enough to notice. I touch his shoulder to jostle him a bit and maybe get a reaction. When I touch him he feels of ice. I don't know what else I should do so I grab the blanket off my bed and lay it on top of him. I take my phone out of my pocket to call my mom. But Judah grabs my wrist of the hand that I was holding my phone. He stares a beating stare at me. I watch his eyes grow dark.
"Maverick you need to hear me."
He's pushing his whispers as hard as he can to just try to make some sound come out of him. I freeze still not knowing what to do. "Maverick I need you to listen to me okay?" I stare back at his white eyes nodding my head.
"Things are not good for the enigmatic layer of the double sided world. I need to go and help my people. I will not be around for a while but I will be back okay."
My mind is bewildered at hearing this. I have so many questions about what's happening and what's going to happen. It's so overwhelming. I know that even if I ask all the questions I could I still wouldn't be able to understand what's actually going on so I guess that I'll ask them later. I'm startlingly calm but only ask the one question, "Judah what do I need to do?" My voice comes out playing an unsettling D chord. He's gone off staring into space. "Judah?" His eyes quickly come back to me, meeting mine. His lips part slightly as he whispers one word, "Fight." Then he vanished.
