Awakening -CaptainSparklez

Chapter 13: Midnight

Jordan's P.O.V

I chased Lyra to the entrance the park, yelling her name and earning stares from quite a few people. She ran fast, but I saw her breathing hard as she ran down the block.

Then I was tapped from behind. A little boy, probably around the age of seven, with short brown hair stood there holding a tiny notebook and pencil. "Are you CaptainSparklez?" he asked in a soft voice, looking nervous.

Trying to ignore the way I was feeling, I nodded. "Yes, I am. What's your name?"

The little boy froze. He looked as if I just made his entire life worth living for. "J-James..." he replied.

I knelt down until I was near James's height. Then I smiled. "That's a nice name. Want an autograph?" I asked. I could tell that he was going to ask for one, so I just asked for him. He nodded excitedly, and he was grinning huge as of wrote my name and initials CS on the paper. Handing it back to him when kids w as done, I whispered, "Be unique." I felt like I was telling that to Lyra. "Don't let other people get you down. You're the only person who's you, so be proud of that."

James grinned, then hugged me. It was a shock at first, but I became a bit calmer and hugged back.

Lyra's P.O.V

I wanted to kill myself, right then and there. Jordan wasn't mine. He was someone else's. Not the insane clone who hated herself, right?

Oh, who am I kidding? I was in love with Jordan. No one could doubt it. But my heart was destroyed. Torn apart. Stabbed. As in, I lost my heart. Not in a metaphorical way, since I actually lost it. Heh, heh, the heart I have now isn't even the one I was created with.

Sighing, I knew what I had to do. I took out my phone and dialed the one number I knew by heart.

I listened to the rings, and then the answer.

"Lyra?" Jordan asked.

Jordan's P.O.V

I listened to my phone ring as I sat on my couch, alone without Lyra's head leaning on my shoulder or her fingers locked with mine.

Then I looked at the number on the phone screen.

Lyra Smith

I grabbed the phone and answered.

"Lyra?" I asked quickly.

"Hey," Lyra's voice replied nervously.

We held the phones closely to our ears in the awkward silence that followed. I wasn't going to speak, as I had nothing to say.

"I'm sorry," Lyra finally said. I let out the breath I'd been holding in. I thought she had hung up and I didn't know.

"I'm sorry, too," I replied.

"I do love you, Jordan. And if you ever forget that, I'll slap you in the face harder than when you pulled away when we first kissed. You won't forget after that," Lyra said with a giggle. I laughed with her.

"I wouldn't forget it for the world. I fall in love with a girl with violet eyes who jumped out a window to see me, and she gets murdered by my ex-girlfriend who's apparently the person she was cloned from, and you think I would forget that. If you do, then you have some serious problems," I joked.

I could tell Lyra was smiling on the other end of the phone. She laughed. "Well," she said in a flirty tone of voice, "Can we do something tonight? Like, laying on a blanket at midnight while staring at the stars?" She said the last part quickly, so I guessed that was what she really wanted.

"Sure," I replied.

"Yes!" Lyra exclaimed.

-Five hours later-

I put on my "Gamers don't die, they respawn" t-shirt. It was white and had those words in bold dark black font.

Suddenly, I wondered if Lyra meant this as some sort of fancy date. I felt like my t-shirt and old sweat pants wouldn't cover it, but there wasn't time to change.

Hopefully she wouldn't be mad at me.

I parked in the empty spot nearest to the park. There was a black and red skateboard by the gates to the park, but I saw violet dots everywhere. I smiled, knowing there was still a bit of the old Lyra left.

"Boo!" a voice yelled behind me. I jumped and spun around, to see Lyra laughing like a maniac. "I got you good!" she giggled.

I laughed, too. "Yep, you did..." Her laugh had changed. I liked the old laugh, honestly. The one where she chuckled softly and blushed while putting a hand to her mouth.

Then I looked at what Lyra was wearing. It was a black long sleeve shirt that in the middle said, "I LOVE CS" on it. Maybe she was coming back to her old self.

"Do you like it?" Lyra asked suddenly, noticing me staring at the shirt.

"I love it," I replied. "But honestly, I didn't know they made those shirts."

"I asked my producers to sell them so you and I would get more popularity," Lyra explained. I didn't know what she meant by producers, and the confused look on my face made Lyra understand. "I became a singer, like you said I could," she said with a smile.

I looked into her violet eyes. Those eyes that keep drawing me in, yet I couldn't tell if it was in fear or in love. "Lyra..." I whispered, trying to get the words out. "That's amazing." I couldn't say it. I just couldn't ask her those four words that could change everything.

"Jordan, if you ever find someone special and have children, what would you name them?" Lyra asked suddenly.

I thought for a moment. "If it's a boy, Jerry. If it's a girl...Lottie," I decided. Jerry, like my slime from Minecraft.

Lyra giggled. "I remember Jerry," she said. "If it was my decision, I'd want the boy named Kyle. But I honestly don't know about a girl name. It'd have to be special, something that reminds someone about her. Like if you say her name, you remember something about her, something unique."

Lyra's words repeated in my head. "You remember something about her, something unique." Lyra reminded me of color and uniqueness itself. She was a murderer's clone, and had violet eyes, and she had an amazing voice.

We were both unique. My being a YouTuber who got rich and famous off of Minecraft, Lyra being so different. Not that the way she was different was a bad thing.

"Lyra..." I started.

"Yes?" Lyra answered.

"I'd rather die with you than live without you, and nothing in the universe will make me change my mind. Lyra Smith, will you marry me?"

To Be Continued

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