I was on the train, in Germany. I had made it. Alexandra Marie Florence, had made it to Germany! I wanted to squeal but that was not appropriate. But neither was something else I was doing... After the thought hit me that I had made it here, I noticed some guy. He seemed so familiar...
Tosseled brown hair... But I couldn't even see his eyes. He had sunglasses on and a surgical mask. But his hoodie seemed so familiar, like a sweater I must have had as a kid. I smiled and tried to shake the feeling that he was starring at me. I flipped my mossy brown hair and got up and walked over to the exit. At the same time he got up and was walking past me.
We bumped into each other. I opened my mouth to say, "Entschuldigung" when everything went black. It felt like I was getting hit by a train as I fell backwards.
I heard him yell. "Someone get a doctor!" And I closed my eyes. It felt like there was something in my head banging on it to get out and it did.
I could feel memories rushing through me but I couldn't hold on to a single one. It felt like I was grasping at straws but they all faded away when I got one.
I woke up with a gasp. My host parents over me. "Are you, Okay?" My host mother asked
"Ja ja..." I said but I could still feel things. My head throbs with each word and each breath.
The doctor said that I was fine, that I had just fainted from lack of sleep and that I probably needed to drink more water.
Over the next few days I kept feeling watched like there was someone just out of my eyesight. Like I was going crazy, I drank so much water it felt like I was drowning.
"You have been drowning. Just like B-E-N~" something in the now middle of my head said.
"Who's Ben?" I said aloud... "Thank God no one is home..." My thoughts trailed off as I started to play my ukulele.
hehehe killer killer forgotten killer~
"Shut up!" I yelled, strumming louder and singing, "I keep the ring you left me on my Ukulele!" I practically yelled the lyrics, "just as a reminder of what I've done!" I was crying. Tears ran down my face as I yelled into oblivion. "It sits there cold and lifeless a perfect picture of me of hope and of you..." I let go of my uke, thankfully it didn't break as it hit the ground. I stood up and walked into the kitchen and picked up the biggest knife I could find. I was about to stab it into my arm when I just threw it across the room. It stuck into the wall. I threw my arm and by extension my whole body.
I was screaming and crying.
Tic
I spun around to see the same boy, man? from the train. He was in the sweater hoodie and black jeans, goggles covered his eyes and a mouth guard covered his mouth.
"Who are you?!" I yelled , picking up the heavy metal candelabra from the dinner table ad walking towards him.
He threw his hands up in front of him, "Zulu bit, It's me!" he said, reaching up and in one sift motion, pulling off the goggles and mouth guard. He had a hideous... beautiful... NO hideous chunk of his face missing, leaving some of his teeth exposed. It was so sad... H-I-D-E-O-U-S HIDEOUS!
I threw the cluster of candle sticks at him.
He dodged and it crashed the window behind him.
"Woah!" He yelled walking towards me, "Zulu don't make me do this..."
I grabbed the chair next to me, as if I could throw it, and said, "Who the hell is Zulu?!"
he stopped in his tracks. "Who... Who are you?" he asked, "you're Zulu! I would know those eyes anywhere. he started charging me.
I pushed the chair towards him, he just pushed it out of the way and grabbed me.
"LET ME GO!" I spat in his face.. but honestly the contact was comforting. What am I saying! This strange man broke into my house and is not attacking me?!
He used one hand to hold my wrists and one to wipe away the spit. then he grabbed my wrist and pulled up my sweater sleeve.
"Zulu..." he said as he looked at my scar ridden arm. They were all from me, depression and what have you hadn't been kind to me.
I tried to yank my arm away and he let it go. I looked at him, "What?" I said.
He pulled my arm back again, something seemed to have snapped, "It has to be there it has to!"He was stretching the skin on my arms. I couldn't feel it. after the car crash I couldn't feel much of anything in my right forearm or back.
I pulled my arm back, "there's nothing there!" I said, "Nothing but bad memories..."
He looked at me sadly and said, "Will you come with me?"
"Fuck no!" I smacked him has hard as I could.
"Such a dirty mouth... what did they do to you...?" her said softly. I felt a pinch on the back of my neck and suddenly It all went black.
Hehehe
