Ordinary Life

The Omen

March 15, 2015

I was in a white room with no ending. I didn't know where I was, and how to get out. "Genevieve, I'm happy you've come to see me." I turned around to see Faith. She had blood on her shirt and cuts upon it. She was dressed the same way she died. "Where are we?" I asked. "You're getting the first hand experience of what death is." She said. "How could you? You killed me." She said. "I didn't kill you." "I gave you my word, I was your friend, but now I know you're the Devils serpent. If you couldn't save me, no one can save the one you love the most."

My family and colleagues were lined up: My mother, father, Genesis, Brandon, Justin, Wyatt, Charlie and Bruno.

"Who would you be willing to die for? Who...would you be willing to kill for? Who?" I said not a word, but my mind was speaking for me.

One by one was disappearing until Bruno was left on his own. "Ahh, the boyfriend. It is he who live for. He keeps alive." Her words dragged. "Would you die if his life ended." "I'd die for him." Faith laughed. "We will see about that."

The white walls melted to all black and hades was beneath my feet. The ground was shaking and hands grabbed at my feet. "Murder is the worst of all sin, and Genevieve, you have a debt to pay. Your life is what you owe." The floor cracked open and my life was being drug down.

Everything went black. The room brightens up and I unravel myself from the ball form I was in. The room was white again. I stood up with the beat of my heart pounding to my head. "Hello Genevieve." A woman says. I turn around.

It was me.

I stared at my clone with confusion. "I know, we look alike. You may be wondering who I am and what I've become. I am you. You're deepest thoughts. I am the real you. The one you hide from those in the real world. This is a dream you can't get out of." She said. I pinch my arm. "Wake up, get out. Wake up, get out!"

My clone laughed. "Have a seat, let's talk." She sat me down and without any ability could I move, as if I were glued down.

"Why do you hide me from others?" She asked. "You're not real, none of this is." I cry. "You want to know your biggest fears? I have a list of them that you tried to throw in the back of your conscience and tried to forget."

"Fear number one, you fear that you won't become chief." That was a fact. I wanted to be chief, but the way things are panning out, it wouldn't be likely to happen. "Fear number two, you fear that you had strong feelings for Wyatt when you were with Bruno, and Bruno won't accept you back for that." I shook my head. "No, that's not true!" "Fear number three, you hope and pray that you don't wake up, but fear that no one will miss you." The chills dripped down my spine. "Fear number four, you fear that Bruno may have gotten you pregnant." She said. "Fear number five, you fear that you may be responsible for Faiths death." I actually did. "Final fear, you fear that Bruno will never love you, nor will anyone else."

I shoot straight up out of my sleep, breathing heavily, scared, and traumatized. I was wheezing and becoming light headed. I picked up my phone and thought, Who do I call when I'm in trouble?"

Mom? No. Dad? No. Genesis? Hell no. Bruno??? The best choice of all, but still hesitatant.

Fuck it, I didn't care.

I dialed his phone number shaking in fear. "Hello?" He answered with a raspy morning voice. "Bruno..." I was trying to hide my sobbing but it didn't work. "Genevieve? Are you okay? What's wrong?" "I don't know how to explain it but...." I panted over the phone. "Are you hurt?" He asked. "No, I'm not. I'm just scared." "Do you want me to come to your house?" I looked at my phone and it was 3:49 in the morning. "I'm sorry for calling...it was....just a bad habit." I scrunch up my face. "I'll come over. I at least just want to see your face." "Okay." I agree.
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"Hey." Bruno stood on the outside of my house at 4 am. "Hi." I retort. We stood there in awkward silence. "May I come in?" He asked. "Oh yeah, yeah come in." He walked inside and I closed the door behind him. "Are you okay? You sounded pretty shooken up over the phone." He had his hands on his jacket pocket, trying to keep his hands warm. "I just had a really scary and realistic dream. I just panicked." I said unable to look him in the eyes. "A nightmare, yeah. We all get them. Sometimes more than once all in one night."

I put my face in the palm of my hands and said, "This is stupid, what am I doing?" "Genevieve, what are you talking about?"  "I shouldn't have called you. You shouldn't even be here." I say. "Is there somebody else?" He asked with sad eyes. "No, there's no one else. There never was. It was always you." I walked over to the kitchen and grabbed a water bottle and tossed one to him. "Do you want me to leave?" He asked. I didn't respond. I wanted him to leave but not out of my life. "Stupid nightmare just got the best of me." "Whatever it was, I'm here to comfort you. I see what you're going through and it's not easy." "As if you cared, Bruno." "If I didn't care Genevieve, why would I be here?" "Because it's all bullshit to you." Bruno sucked his teeth. "I told you, I didn't mean it, and im sorry. If I could take it back, then I would."

I leaned against the counter, hanging my head low. " you can't keep yourself in this house forever. You need to let your mind free." I sobbed at his words. "Let's go to the beach." He said. "We fixed our problems there, the last time. Let's try and fix them again." Bruno grabbed his keys and said, "I'll wait in the car."