Different

Chapter 2: Just A Memory

I was scared. My thoughts were furiously running in and out of my head. All that clustered my brain was the frightening images of Zale’s face in horrendous terror. I wanted to save him, or whoever he was. But within seconds, he was gone from thin air. I reached the small creek again. Should I go back again to make sure he isn’t there? Or what  if an animal attacked him? For all I could know right now Zale could be in grave danger, and I was the problem of not finding help for him. Except his cold harsh voice kept repeating again in my head. “Just leave me alone.” I felt a shift change in the wind. The trees rustic leaves begin to shake more and more. I sluggishly tilt my head up to the sky. I was right, a good storm indeed was kicking up. I soon decided that maybe it’s best that I go home and rest and not stay out in this muggy weather.

My ten toes peel back with annoyance as they glide into the piercing creek water. Cold items in life, were not my type of deal. I’d like to stay as warm as humanly possibly could. Finally baring through one minute of painful water I felt as if today was bound to get better as I head to my car.  I put my muddy sneakers back on, in of a hope of adventure and Zale’s well being.

My mind continued to wonder. As I’m walking back to my car, I gaze my blue eyes onward into the deep forest. But all I see is trees and yet more trees. Except a lone deer. I felt the need to cry. My emotions were clearly fucked up. I almost never cried. Only because I was so heartless and never showed my emotions. And once again, I thought of Zale. I worried for him. I wanted to know where he was at and if he was alright. I’m pretty sure I’m doing more worrying than his mother right now. There was just something about the look in his eyes that spoke to me. Almost as if he needed the help dearly from me, yet he didn’t think I could do anything about it. Just gazing into his deep hazel eyes, made my eyes almost get high. It felt like a cloud of happiness fell over me, even though he was so badly injured. But, I needed to move on, because Zale was clearly fine and didn’t need any of my help. Finally I reached my car and unlocked it and pulled away from the parking space. I looked back into my rearview mirror. “I hope to god you’re safe,” I whispered to myself.

The soft pitter patter of the cold rain fell against my windshield, as my radio was down low. I felt calm. I felt that everything was going to be alright. I placed Zale in the back of my memory. His clouded body of blood was no longer in my thoughts. I felt confident. Fresh. As if a brand new beginning was going to unfold right in front of me.

I parked my car under the maple tree in our yard right next to the drive way. I made it home, all safe and sound. I open and quickly shut my car door as I run into the house for safety from the rain. By the time I got up to my front door steps, my sneakers were completely wet with mud still attached.

My hands touch the cold metal door knob, as I push forwarded the door and enter my house. I immediately take off my shoes before my mother or father begin to yell. They think their house should be perfect and almost always clean. But I have a different taste, I like my room to be messy. I quickly climb up the staircase that leads to the upper part of my house where all the bedrooms are at.

I hurdled into my bed resting my confused and dazed head from after all that took place. I look up at the blank white ceiling. My eyes slowly diminished and I let my drowsy confused mind take over.