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Redmayne - My Imaginary Friend

People tend to think you're crazy when your only friend is inside your head. That you need to be hospitalised. That it's not normal to imagine your friends. Or perhaps how perfect your friend seems to be. Perfection is something that is completely unachievable, yet always desirable. Something I never was considered. It didn't matter how much I tried to show him to my friends and family, I couldn't ever coax him out of the shadows he lurked within. Although I wasn't a very accepted person in and outside of school hours, and my friend had only made it worse. Well made me more of an outsider that I originally was. I never had any friends that would be deemed as 'real', and I never had any 'fake' friends either. Although coming from a rich family, buying friends would always be an easy option, but even then no one would spend time with me, even if they were paid to do so. The only person who was with me was Eddie. I always knew he was real. I could see him, feel him. My hand always coming in contact with flesh and not go right through like an imaginary friend would. I feel like perhaps he prefers to not be asked all kinds of questions from others.

I've left college with no support from my family. Never got a friend that would be deemed as 'real'. Even the 'weird kids' stayed away from me. You see, having an imaginary friend is normal when you're like five years old, but when you're twenty-nine? It really isn't. It's something that you should have grown out of by the time you got into school. I'm sitting down outside in the shade talking to Eddie. He was wearing a black woollen jacket and navy jeans with some black oxfords. A white shirt hung loosely from his neck allowing room to see the slight curl of chest hair. His hair sat on top of his head and brushed towards the crown. A few of his gorgeous slightly ginger locks fell over his eyes. Oh how I love those eyes. Those green eyes that shine brightly when he smiles. I've grown accustomed to his universe of freckles, but I have my moments when I catch glimpses of them in the sun light. They reflect the sun beautifully in all kinds of directions, making his pale skin look even more angelic like golden glitter.

"You know Eddie, I really do appreciate all of the support you've given me over the years. I do believe in you, even if no one else would. If they did I still would. Yes, I am still confused as to why you don't want anyone else but me to see you... but if you prefer to be hidden then I can accept it like I have over the years." I said softly, smiling over to him. He turned over to look at me.

"________, the reason why I don't want to be known by anyone else is because... well... How do I say this? You remember on your tenth birthday, when you were about to blow out those yellow and orange candles?"

"Yeah. I had a bumble bee cake. I still think that was the best birthday cake I've ever had." I laughed at the memories of all the flops and outstanding designs. I smiled again when Eddie's laugh floated its way into my ears. Oh how I love that sound. So much peace between the high and low notes.

"Yeah... the bumble bee cake was so good. Well, you know how one of your mother's china plates broke? Well your mum thought I did it... along with every other person there. You didn't think I did it, because you were and still are the only person who can see me. I know who did though."

I would be lying if this didn't catch me off guard, because it definitely did. I knew that Eddie couldn't have done it because he was standing right next to me the whole time. "Who did it then?" I whispered. Not wanting to force him to tell me, but I so desperately wanted to know at the same time. I couldn't have Eddie, someone who is innocent take the fall for it. Even if it happened nineteen years ago.

"I don't exactly know their name, but they've been after you for so long. I can't remember when it started though. But I would estimate that it was before we met. Look you might think I'm crazy but I've been trying to protect you since day one. And the reason why I don't want anyone else to see me is because if they do I won't be able to anymore. Look I really do think you're being hunted by something. Probably even from one of your parents past. Which could explain why they want nothing to do with me... Even if they saw me. I'll protect you until the day I die." He kissed the top of my head as his hands were draped protectively over my small frame. I hadn't realised that while Eddie was talking I had subconsciously moved closer to him. My head falling into the crook of his neck.

"Thank you Eddie. I didn't know that you cared about me so much. And I'm sorry for trying to force you to show yourself to others. I was so blind to the bigger picture that I thought the smaller picture was more important." I kissed his cheek, earning a change of colour. I giggled slightly as I snuggled into his chest. I know that if anyone saw me they would be curious as to what I was doing, or would feel sympathy towards me because I would probably look homeless.

"Hey Eddie." I felt a series of vibrations from his throat. "If you look like me, as in fleshy when I see you, how would you look to others?"

"Well ________, I would look like absolutely nothing. Just air. I'd be surprised if I had a shadow to be honest." Eddie chuckled. Some more of his hair fell over his eyes, slowly I brought my hand over to his face. We both sat in silence for a moment before I asked if I could do something, to which he gave a small nod. I continued to bring my hand to his face, then brushed the loose hair away from his face.

"Sorry I-"I didn't know what to say, and before I knew it my thoughts became known to both parties. "I've always wanted to do that."

Eddie stood up and brushed himself down. The sun was beginning to set over the cities skyscrapers. From tall giants to small ants. The sun casting shadows over everyone and everything. "I think I should get you home now. It's getting late." I gave him my hand and he helped me up, with the assistance of myself of course. It would be very odd for a grown woman to be pulled up by absolutely nothing.

On the way back, we both made small conversation, which then turned out to discussing what dinner was going to be. In no time we made it to my apartment, being the kind person that I was I invited him in for dinner, which he kindly accepted. We both made some pizza and ate it while flicking through the channels for something interesting to watch. We stopped on The Lion King, which was a movie we both hadn't seen in a long time. Singing all the songs, crying at Muffasa's death, creating the 'who could do the best hyena laugh' challenge, and having an all-out blast.

I remember falling asleep on Eddie's shoulder, but when I woke up my head was on a pillow in a pink room with butterflies on the walls. Pinks, purples and the occasional red were found all over my room. I walked over to the mirror and saw my nine-year-old self. My two front teeth missing as I further inspected myself.

"________, Time for school sweetie!" My father said as he opened my door. School? I've already finished school haven't I?

"Dad, I don't understand. Didn't I already finish school?" I asked, wincing for a second at how high my voice was. A small chuckle left his mouth before he answered my question.

"No you haven't dear. But one day you will. Now do hurry or you'll be late."

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