We met at the woods like always. I was the first there, then Tk, and Cam last. I gave them each both big hugs (I really missed them) and we went walking. We stopped at a bench in the woods and sat down. We looked up at the sky and began to laugh. Then we were silent. We had nothing that needed to be said. Suddenly I felt the urge to cry...
I couldn't stop it this time so I just let it out. There has only been one other time in which I have cried in front of my friends. They both panicked and asked if I was alright. I shook my head. No, I wasn't alright. I needed to be with my boys forever, not seperate from them anymore. I needed to tell them the truth. They need to know who I really am.
Luckily, they both know that I can't talk this way, so Tk always brings paper for me and Cameron brings a pen. I write down the following:
'I hate being away from you guys. I hate my family. I don't want to go home anymore if you two are not there. I need you.'
I left out the fact that I am not who they think I am. I didn't want to tell them this way. I was not sure how I was going to tell them, but not like this. They each put an arm around me until I had stopped crying. Eventually I just fell asleep...
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I awake to Tk giving me a piggy back ride around the neighborhood. Cameron is gone and it is almost light out. I panic and squirm, which startled Tk so bad that he drops me. He whips around and looks so worried.
"Are you alright Kio?! You scared us! Cam had a curfew so he went home, but I didn't know where you lived so I stayed with you, but I didn't want to stay stationary so I just took you with me!" Huh? I am so confused... Oh yeah. We met last night and I cried and told them what I wanted...
"Yeah, I am fine. Thank you for staying with me. I am sorry. You can go home now..." Tk looked puzzled... "What?"
"Where is our new home now?" Huh?!
"Wait, what? You guys will come with me?"
"Yeah. We didn't even have to debate it. We hate our families too. So we will live with you instead. We each have part time jobs, so we can pay rent. So where?" Tk was serious. Totally and completely serious. I am overjoyed right now until it hits me...
"Tk? What time is it?" He looks at his phone and tells me it is 3:30 am. No! Shoot! Dad wakes up in exactly one hour and that is when he will come in to check on me! "Goodbye Tk! I will text you both about our new living space later! See you at school!"
"Uhh, bye?" I began to run away. Vaguely I heard him come to a realization. "Wait, you go to our school?!" Oops... I am almost home. I hear footsteps behind me so I run faster around the block away from my house and make a full circle. I hop back over the fence. I can hear Tk calling my name and he doesn't sound that far off... I reach up to my window and are about to climb inside but it is no longer open. Desperately I try for the other window. It too is closed. No, no, no!
I run around to the back of my house. The back door isn't just unlocked, it is wide open. It is NEVER wide open. Cautiously I walk inside. Things from the kitchen are scattered everywhere, including the dinner that I made for my family. Now I am scared. I walk towards the doorway into the living room and I am devestated.
There is stuff thrown everywhere and every wall is red with blood. The furniture is torn and the tv smashed. My parents lay in their recliners just like any other day, but I know that neither of them are breathing this time.
I walk to my brother's room and find his door with a hole punched through it. I swing it open and find him under his covers. You could say he was just sleeping if it weren't for the red sheets beneath him. His eyes were open but they were no longer full of life.
I walked down the hallway to my room. It is still locked. I open it with my key. In my room I find my cat and my dog. They are both living, but hiding under the bed. My birds are still chirping. My room is undisturbed except for the writing on the wall. "What's your name?"
YOU ARE READING
What's your name?
Fiksi RemajaI live a double life. No one knows both halves of it. I have been this way since I was seven. I had no intentions of stopping until I met him...