Awoken

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My eyes fluttered open, my vision blurred by the shaft of light that was coming through. The last thing I remembered was coming back to meadow town.
I lent forward to grab a cushion but suddenly groaned due to the pain.
A voice giggled lightly, acknowledging my groan and finding it amusing.
Who was that?
The person giggled again due to my hesitation.
Hahaha two can play that game I thought?
I flipped myself round clutching the cushion tightly in my hand. They were gone. What was wrong with me? Am I dreaming.
I blinked again my vision going blurry then back to color over and over again. This was crazy. I must be dreaming.
There was  another small light laugh. I recognise this voice, it's his it has to be his. The boy that saved me, after all where was I?
Finally someone had answered my call for help, after all that sadness and pain. But it was someone I didn't even know.
"Your awake." The soft voice said showing concern in every word that etched out of his mouth.
"Thank you." I hesitated on my thoughts of what to say, stumbling for the right words. "For everything."
That was all I had, really he saved me and I said nothing more. I felt tears slipping from my eyes. How could I be so weak to this point.

I suddenly stood up, shocked by my thoughts. My head pounding, pain shooting up and down my  body. I had to stop this but I couldn't.
I glanced round to see him staring at me, his piercing dark blue eyes showing empathy and pity for me.
Who was this guy, and why did he help me?
I had never seen him before in my life, but I felt like I knew him. From somewhere...
Where exactly?, well I couldn't remember.
"Hey don't cry." He said gesturing to my teary face.
He lent forward and brushed his hands against my cheeks to clear the tears.
I was grateful for this, luckily I hadn't died from anxiety yet. Everything was changing this boy was changing my deadly fate into a dream one. He was going to help me and I the same to him. After all he must have a past like mine to have saved me.
His hands felt soft on my skin, almost putting me into a trance. This was no time to become dazed. Who was this?
"You don't recognise me?" He asked his voice sounding curious.
I opened my mouth to reply "No" but then shut it.
So i did know him?
I continued staring at him waiting for him to give me a hint or clue. He didn't, this strange boy stared back at me. A smile covered his face, a beautiful one that made me suddenly smile unconsciously.
"Well your going to have to get to know me." He said
"I'm Rose woodling." I answered not quite meeting his gaze.
"Miles ferry, at your assistance." He said giving me a cheeky grin followed by a wink.
Miles that name sounded cute. Wait what was I thinking?
I hardly knew him.
He suddenly grabbed hold of my hands, and tugged me off the bed. Luckily helping me land on my feet. He then started jogging out the door and multiple hallways, giving only enough time to breathe as we ran down the halls laughing like lunatics.
This was the first time I had laughed this much in months, it felt weird. Uncommon but familiar all at the same time.
I loved this feeling the feeling of joy I had once felt, it was coming back to me.
We carried on down and down until we came to two glass doors. He dropped my hand, panting slowly and pushed the doors open.
What I then saw was breathtakingly beautiful, I could hear my voice hitch as I gasped at the amazing forest . Feeling almost mesmerized.
Miles put his hand on my back, pushing me slowly to the door. Edging me to go on an adventure I would have never dared to go on.
What was this strange feeling of curiosity that had hit me, I hadn't remembered it was there. Now it was back I wasn't complaining. I turned around and looked at this boy. The smiling boy that didn't know my past, that new nothing about me. He was still here out of all the people in the world.
It was him that had rescued me made me see happiness again....
I was elated, I took hold of his hand and squeezed it. For a moment he gave me a sad look. I dragged him out into the woods, the woods we would find ourselves in, the woods we would learn the truth about one another and the woods were I would find myself in.
The woods of hope..... like an ocean of emotions waiting for us to jump into.

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