Sensations

Soothing. So Soothing.

At the end of an emotionally draining day, April prepared for bed, her mind heavy with loneliness. As she tucked herself in, staring wide-eyed at the ceiling, the image of Eric and that girl flashed back, hitting her like a punch to the chest. She started to cry, the illusions and dreams she had about Eric now shattered, leaving her feeling devastated and alone. How could someone cheat so easily? Did they forget everything they had gone through together? She began to think that love was all a cruel joke.

She should have trusted her instincts. Eric was the school stud, and deep down, she knew their relationship wouldn't last. But being cheated on was something else entirely.

Fully crying now and choking on her tears, April realized it had all been one-sided. Anything Eric had said never felt real anyway. She remembered the time he had told her not to hold hands in or around the school premises. It had made her uncomfortable, but she was too blinded by her feelings to see the red flag.

Her crying intensified. Her nose was stuffed and blocked, and she coughed intermittently. She wanted to scream but couldn't; it was midnight, and her mom was probably asleep. Desperate to release her pent-up anger, she buried her head under the blanket and cried out loudly, as if expelling the last remnants of her feelings for Eric. She wanted to let go of the pain and the horrible experience.

Wiping away her tears, she went to wash her face. Looking in the mirror, she took a deep breath. The reflection staring back at her was a mess. She looked terrible, and she was done crying over someone like Eric.

With that resolution, she laid back down. Her swollen eyes and the hard crying made her feel sleepy immediately. She tried to empty her mind and drift into sleep but was interrupted by a thought from that evening.

She remembered the kid and the person he had talked about. Her mind filled with questions again, but she shook them off. "I need to sleep. It's too late, and I'm too tired to think about anything that requires a lot of brainpower," she sighed, drifting into slumber.

Sweet, sound sleep.

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'Soothing. So soothing. Why is the breeze so calming, and the grass so welcoming? Wait. What grass? I don't remember going to a park?'

April looked around and saw a long trail of trees behind her, a beautiful purple-pink sky, and a gentle slope ahead. She walked up to the slope's descent and saw a shallow river flowing at the bottom, an overbridge to her left, and the almost set sun to her right. Suddenly, she noticed her clothes: white pants and a sea green puffer jacket that looked just awesome.

'But wait, I don't remember having a sea green jacket. What the hec...'

Her thoughts were interrupted by a deep voice from behind.

"Don't worry, you'll understand in time," followed by a light chuckle.

The voice was calming, and she didn't turn around. She felt someone approaching from behind, getting closer every second until he stood beside her, looking forward.

She turned to look but her attention was caught by his shoes. White running shoes with two black stripes. She stared at them, trying to recall why they seemed familiar.

'Are these shoes...'

Immediately, she moved her head up to see his face, but a quick yet gentle hand covered her eyes before she could.

"Not yet! Let this last a little longer. Let me have this a little longer," he said in his deepest voice, almost a whisper.

She was taken aback, but his voice was so welcoming, she felt the urge to listen. She didn't move his hand but asked instead,

"But I don't know where I am, and who ARE you? And those shoes? And—"

She was cut off by his light chuckle, which was so pleasing to her ears.

"Don't worry that much. You'll get home in no time. When I remove my hand, you'll be at home. Okay?"

He asked, and she nodded slowly, not understanding anything he said. His hand still covering her eyes, she felt him move behind her.

"When I say, open your eyes. And yes, take care."

Questions raced through her mind, but she kept quiet. Slowly, he removed his hand and asked her to open her eyes. She did as she was told.

Pitch black.

She could see only darkness. "Oh God, am I blind?" she cried out. But then she felt something soft on her face, warm and cozy, like a.. like a blanket?

'Am I in my room? And someone is breaking down my door.'

"Coming!" she shouted to the bangs. Her mom stood on the other side, looking irritated.

"Do you want to miss your bus again?"

"What bus? What time is it...Oh God! It's 7:50. WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP? I'M GOING TO MISS MY BUS AND BE LATE AGAIN. WHY, MOM?"

April yelled, only to be met with a dismissive look from her mom, who turned and went downstairs.

"Why didn't I wake up earlier? That stupid alarm clock! I swear I'm going to smash it," she mumbled while grabbing her things after a quick shower.

It was 8:05, and she ran with all her strength to the bus stop. Luckily, she didn't miss it. As the bus started off, she sat and looked out the window.

'It was such an odd dream. Those shoes. That purple sky. It was so soothing. That voice. It all felt so strange yet so, so real!' she thought to herself. It was creepy in a way. 'I shouldn't think about it,' she shrugged, still staring out the window.

She was still happy she would get to see Lisa and... 'I think I'm forgetting something...' she thought. 'Oh no, the assignment...I'm dead meat!'

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A/N

Big fat thankyou to everyone who read it. It's crappy and long I'm sorry. I'll update soon. The story will get complicated soon I promise. Thankyouuuuu I love you all❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️