Jigsaw

Home Sweet Home

After a while, I finally pushed through my body's urges to drift back into daydreams and drove into Jigsaw. "Hey, Wakey Wakey... we're in Jigsaw." I nudged my stepmother. She stirred. Again. She mumbles, "Five more minutes please its the summer... hasn't started yet." I stared at her confused. Whathasn'tstartedyet ...? I shrugged and kept shaking her. "Hey I need the address..." I said, struggling to keep my eyes on the road; slowly getting irritated. "Hey... wake up." I said alittle louder. I gritted my teeth, having driven around the block about five times now. I sighed, grabbing a water bottle from a cupholder opening it and dousing her with it. She shot up like a rocket. "I DONT WANNA GO SWIMMING!" She yelled. I stopped the car and stared at her. "Uhm... What?" I muttered. She looked at me, "You did this didn't you?" I nodded. "I needed the address but you wouldn't wake up; I had no choice." I explained. "Anyway... We're in Jigsaw. Now what?" I asked.

She simply shrugged and looked out the window. Are you serious?! I gripped the steering wheel tightly. "Seriously?" I asked. "You don't know?!" I sighed. "Just give me the address." She handed over a paper with various details and information regarding Jigsaw; I skimmed it over and found the address. 1323 Sullivan Avenue... Oddly familiar... Why?

I drove around for a few minutes looking for Sullivan Avenue until I finally found it. I drove up and down the street straining my eyes to looking for 1320. "Its on the opposite side, idiot." Michelle mumbled. I felt like a complete tool, the house under my nose. I pulled into the driveway, and tools the keys out the ignition, handing them to her."Open the door please, I'll get our stuff." I mumbled; getting out the car. I went to the trunk opening it and grabbing 2 or 3 bags, and started into the house. My step mother, was fumbling with the keys. Annoying... "Need help...?" I asked. "No no, I got it." She opened the door suddenly stopping. "whoa..." she mumbled. "What?" I asked. "Looks like we don't have to do anything, they've unpacked and puts everything where it is intended to be." She said. "Well. cool I guess..." I mumbled and went upstairs.

I guess they knew which my room would be. I didn't really care though honestly. I just fell on my bed, not really caring whether it had a sheet or not... I was tired.

I knocked out on an instant.

Sometime later, I opened my eyes again. I wasn't in my new room anymore. "Welcome back to your home sweet home." I heard a soft soothing voice say... "Home...? Right." I shook my head. "Glad to be back." I heard myself say. "What on earth is going on? I've never even been here before." I looked around. I was on a hill, overlooking a small town.

I looked to my left, I saw a girl around my age. She had big round silverish blue eyes, small waist, bust was about a C cup maybe, without having to stand I could tell that I was about an inch or two taller than her. She smiled, "I assume you are alright?" She asked. "No duh." "Yes, absolutely." I smiled, standing and hugged her. "Oh, how I've missed you, Priscilla..." I spewed, internally I felt sick to my stomach but another side of me was happier than ever. "Do you think our country is finally out the war?" She asked, "I don't think I can spend another day without you..."

I felt like throwing up... All this lovey dovey bullshit was getting to me. Just as I felt like I was going to throw up, I awoke to the sound of the doorbell going off frantically.