The Six Of Us

Choices.

Blake's POV

I sit in the co rner of the room breathing heavily, trying to hold back the tears. This can't be happening. I hug my knees closer to my chest as my body begins to tremble. Mom...you can't leave me.. not after all you've put me through. My selfish thoughts push me over the edge and I let the panic attack take over. My muscles shake, tears stream steadily down my cheeks and I curse myself silently as I rock back and forth. I slump against the wall and slide down until I'm lying limp on the floor. The panic attack subsides and sleep washes over me, sweeping what remains of the attack under the carpet.

*I stand in a completely white room. A table of needles stands to the right of me, while a blodd red chair stands straight ahead. I try to speak but no words escape. I try to walk forward but my legs won't cooperate. "All is well Blake." I hear a voice I recognise as my mothers. Suddenly, I'm walking catiously toward the chair. My mother is laying in the recliner, unmoving. A flicker of movement catches my eye and I look up. My father is racing towards me, knife in hand. His eyes are wild with rage, a strange hunger to kill. I cannot scream.*

I jolt awake, sweating and screaming. Hands cup my face and bring another person into focus. Jacob. Scrambling into his arms, sobs rack my body. Violent, trembling sobs. He runs a reassuring hand through my hair, cooing to me that everything is ok. Even though Jacob is skinny, he manages to gather me up in his arms and carry me back to the house. A scream waits patiently in my throat, tears quietly threateningto leak from my eyes. I hear Jacob hummimg gently, sending vibrations through his chest. You're too sweet, Jacob. I don't know what I did to deserve a friend like you, but I'm glad I've got you. I drift slowly, back into sleep, hoping and praying that no nightmares haunt me behind these closed eyes of mine.

*The scene has changed. A soft blue carpet is beneath my feet, plush honey coloured couches surround me. I feel arms snake around my waist and warm breath tickles my neck. I twist to see the one who embraces me. Jacob. An electric pulse rushes through me, quickening my heart beat. His soft lips touch the base of my neck and goosebumps rise over my skin. I turn in his grip, letting my own arms circle his shoulders. Then, I sense another presence in the room. I glance at the door. Ariana. Her gorgeous red hair tumbles over her shoulders, her cool stare pierces my skin. She lifts her hand, reaching out to me. I turn back to Jacob, who's eyes are drooping sadly. Who do i choose?*

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~Xoxo Kitsuneingrey