Forgotten Future

Chapter Three

I awoke to the crows cawing obnoxiously and the songbirds’ sweet song in the background. The sun was a yellow light in my room that was bright against my eyelids making it impossible to attempt sleep for another time. Though I was barely awake I dragged myself up into a sitting position and stationed myself at my laptop for an hour before half tumbling down the stairs leading to the rest of the house. My bladder was about to explode by the time I got into the living room and caught sight of the bathroom.

My mom was idling on the couch, eyes glued to the TV like every morning and the heating vent beside the foyer was about to kick on that producing skin burning heat. I stood on it, warming my icy toes until the heat became too much and I walked upstairs again to grab my cheap phone. It was no smartphone by any standards and I couldn’t say I really cared, it was a tank; I have dropped that thing too many times to count without one scratch for show.

My weekend flashed by in a type of haze. I kept wondering what I had done all that weekend. I ignored my friends except if I was texting. I didn’t feel like talking to anyone face to face. I was a vegetable on the couch with my mother. She and my father were happy that I talked to them but really I was quite lonely. I did enjoy myself but something in me had be reawakened and I wanted to know me. I knew that being with them meant postponing further knowledge in the subject of my past.

I would have thought that surely my parents would have known something about what had happened that night but they knew nothing of it. They thought I had a wonderful childhood and that nothing bad had ever happened to me. That was what I thought also up until a couple days ago. I hadn’t had any more memory dreams but I really couldn’t say that I minded because, it would’ve been too much for me to handle.

             Every now and then I would find myself muttering “You can do it, Cecile.” but really my mind is confused beyond repair. I knew I should’ve skipped that meeting.  I went in a human and come out a mutant. I was proud in a sense that I was different from other people. That I had something that made me a bit different than everyone else. I knew I would walk a different path than everyone else, but before it all happened, I would see my path revealed before me.

            Although I have this gift I have yet to try and use it yet. Frankly, I know I’ve used it before but I never knew I did it. When I would say something was going to happen it typically did. I sat there quietly all weekend kicking myself for being this way.

            “Cecile! What are you doing?” My mother shouted to get my attention. I glanced at the clock and realized it was 7:15, my bus was going to be here any minute. I ran outside to the end of my driveway only to be greeted by sprinkling rain on my face. I sighed inwardly as I sat to soak. When I got onto the bus I sat next to Lee without thinking. That had been my old assigned seat. I said not a word to him. I was tired all over again. Lately all I’ve been is half asleep this whole weekend even.

             I woke to Lee shaking me awake. We were almost to the school. He let me lean on his shoulder I suppose or my head fell there. I lifted my head quickly and he handed me my bag. He wasn’t saying a word though. I knew he was being courteous so I murmured my thanks groggily and proceeded to stuff my arms through the straps. I’m glad Lee gave me a break. I needed to rest before school. I needed to be close to him once more, like that night and in the memory. The feeling was natural, real.