The Final Say

Chapter 1(Aaliyahs POV)

I'm wondering how it's going to be back in school. Junior year was hectic, all the crazy things just wouldn't stop replaying in my head. " You're rude!" My mind just keeps shouting at me. Why won't it stop? After 5 minutes I started to calm down, I finally decided to take my sleeping pills tonight. I haven't used them in awhile. Only because I hated feeling drowsy and really tired. But since I finally start work tomorrow I need rest for a long day at work. Who knows maybe my life will finally be great after awhile.
It's been 3 weeks into summer and I actually thought I would get myself together, after he decided to leave I never thought I'll recover. Maybe it's true, I can never keep myself happy. Sigh, what a cruel year for me. After a long pause I started to feel drowsy and next thing you know I'm dreaming. There I was all happy and all smiles, I looked fake. I started to laugh, until I realize he was there. Why was he here? It's my wonderful dream, and he is here. I started to walk back, then all of a sudden he turns towards me, smiled his devilish smile and whispered, "You did this to me." Then he started running towards me. I was running now, and crying. Wake up self, wake up Aaliyah!
I woke up sweating and tearing. It's been like this for awhile, every dream I had where I was happy, he was there ruining it. I guess I have to get over it someday. I looked at the time and it read, 10:23 am. I couldn't believe I slept for 9 hours. I haven't done that in so long. I stared blankly in my room and realize how completely dull it became since I took down some posters and pictures. I didn't bother to move from my bed until my family left. Ever since the incident, my family and I had not connected or talk. Only because I did not want to. Once in awhile I'll bump into them by accident, but we had never said anything to each other but hi or bye. It's sad I know, but it doesn't bother me.
An hour pass, and I hear all the cars going. That means everyone went to work, and I have the house to myself as always. When I came down, there was no food on the table. It broke my heart. Although I don't associate with them, I still thought they'd save me food, but every time my hopes are high it comes crashing down, like always.
I decided I didn't want breakfast, so I went back upstairs to change and get ready for work. Since my car been taken away as well, I had to walk to work. Which was 2.7 miles away, and it will take me at least 30 minutes to walk. So as I got ready, I started to see the cuts and stitches on me. All of a sudden, the voices came back.
"You're not okay." My heads pounding.
"Go back to him." No. I don't need or want to.
I screamed, and the voices went away. Why does this always happen? I rushed to put on the rest of my clothes and ran downstairs. But the more I walked towards work, the voices are getting stronger.
"Walk here."
"You can't run from him."
"He'll come back for you!"
"Hey you okay?" I look up and it's a boy. He looks about my age and he's kind of cute.
"Are you okay?" I nod my head, and then I realize the voices are gone.
He picked me up with those gentle hands. He smiled and he started walking towards his car. I don't know why I feel so happy after seeing him but I started to frown because it will be the last time I'll see him. Sigh, oh wells it was good while it lasted. I gave one last look towards where the strange boy parked, and then head towards to work.
As I spot my working place, I started to feel that wound in my chest. I opened the door and I couldn't believe my eyes.