My breathing grew labored. Oh no. "M-Mr. Hash, May I use the restroom?" I squeaked, stumbling through my words like a dunce.
Mr. Hash raised on of his thick brown eyebrows at me. "We only have fifteen minutes until class is over. Surely it can wait?" I was afriad he would say that, and my heartrate sped up. Bile rose in my throat and I had the feeling I was being watched by a certain someone. Oh god, no.
"It cannot." I say, stiffly, standing up while the class stares at me. "Lecie, I do not need any more interruptions to the short time we have left of class. Mid-terms are coming up. Surely you understand." I cursed under my breath, as Mr. Hash showed his rude side to me. I'm pretty sure I would feel the same way, having four new students bust into my class on a supposedly normal day. But, there's a reason for this. Please just let it go, I prayed mentally.
"I'm sorry, sir." I say, rushing out the door, with my binder hugged against my chest, as I barreled through the door, on the verge of a breakdown.
I ran to the girl's bathroom, picking the largest stall, and click the latch behind me, tears of frustration streaming uncontrollably down my cheeks.
Why was I crying? This is ridiculous. The headache in my head grew sharper, as I slid my back down the wall, leaning against it. What the hell? What was I doing? Why was I so scared? Why would I even trust those dreams? .. I really didn't even know who to trust in the first place. Why was I doing this? Why was I in a rusty bathroom stall, sitting on the nasty floor? Why did I think so strongly about all of this?
So many questions, all unanswered, and the mystery of it all.
My head was cradled in my hands, a sharp throbbing sensation piercing the back of my skull. I winced, the light in the bathroom, suddenly becoming brighter. Damn it. From then on, I knew. I knew what this meant. It meant, another vision. Another piece of hell. I thought I only got them when I was asleep. But no. Of course not, I thought bitterly as the light got increasingly brighter.
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Lecie. Don't go! Hands held me every which way in the dark, firm hands gribbing my shoulders, soft hands cradling my face, hands against my waist, hands gripping my feet together.
Hands. I felt extremely claustrophobic, hands all over, voices bouncing across- what I assumed a big room. But I was in the dark, how would I know? Soft hands carressed my face, as I tried to shove them away, raising my hand, but only to find it once again restrained by thousands of more hands. Lecie, listen to me. I need you to calm down. To let go for five seconds, okay? Anna's voice bounced back to me, from somewhere deep among the hands. Why would I trust my crazy-mentally-insane thoughts? Lecie. You're not imagining this. Breath. Anna's voice hissed at me, probably pissed. She didn't have the right to be pissed, I did! Because of these her- or my insane thoughts- I think a guy, named Ryde, was in one of my dreams. I'm just crazy?
You want to think you're crazy? Fine. You are quite mental. Have fun. She hissed, all the hands freezing across my body, slowly. And as if a trapdoor opened, I was dropped into thin air. Shit.
I gasped, choking on my own breath. A pair of hands gripped my shoulders, and I slapped them away, thinking it was those dream hands. "Whoa! I get it! You don't want to thank your savior." Kera hisses, agitated. I was still locked in the bathroom stall. "Wha- How'd you get in here?" I asked, struggling to stand up with my weak legs. Kera shook her head, and pointed to the small gap that was underneath the bathroom stall's door. "I noticed you were literally knocked out on the floor!" She hissed, her cheeks angry, red splotches.
"I- I was sleeping." I stumbled over my words. Liar. Kera narrows her eyes, her cheeks returning to their normal color. "You know, Lecie. I really want to be your friend. And when you want to be my friend, you will come to me and tell me the truth. But for now I'm here for you. I mean, you might have that medical condition where you pass out at random times, or maybe-" I cut her off quickly, "Kera. Thanks and all, but I have to go." I shoved past her, sliding the latch free, and glancing back at the petite blond, who had a concentrated look on her face. I swore, right before I raced free of the girl's restroom, I heard her light voice say something. Something that left me more scared then when I was around Ryde.
"I'm going to figure you out, Lecie. I promise."
And I really hoped she didn't.
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AUTHOR AGAAAIIIN. Adrien Sahores is my lovely Eli, (The smarter on out of the three, I must admit).--------------------------------------->
:D More pictures of my lovely three, and a pic of Kera is coming up on the next chapters. AAAAAANNNNDDDDDDDDD, more shall be revealed, ahahahahahahahaha jajajajjajaja. Yeah. Anyways thanks so much for wasting your time on my book- people who actually read it. :D
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