Sensations

Should I?

It was the games class plus it was noon so the sun was blazing. So unlike the dumb people in our class who were running around like fretful toddlers, I was taking a slow walk in the shade along with Lisa.

We were mostly like this, always away from the hubbub, from the chaos, happy in our own world. It was not like we didn't talk to anyone but mostly it was just us.

We were not entirely introverts but preferred not to be amongst senseless gossiping and hateful groups that satisfied themselves by mocking those who couldn't take a stand.

The only drawback about this would be that we were a little inexperienced with how cruel can people be even when they were pretending to be caring and friendly. The biggest example or the biggest mistake would be, yes, Eric Yaeger. Probably the whole school knew his ways, perhaps me too, but I was just too dumbstruck to see right through it. Lisa warned me a couple of times but I shrugged it off with a, 'Lets not judge on what a person can really be'. But the truth is always as ugly as it can get.

Even though Lisa was also as inexperienced with people as me, she was not as naïve. She had a, what is called, a strong woman intuition. Yes. It may sound strange but it was always mostly right. Her intuitions were always something to be considered. It was like her superpower.

So here we were, giving exactly zero damns about whatever was happening around us and walking in absolute comfortable company of each other. Out of nowhere she started talking about Eric mostly telling me that he was only a jerk, that I should not worry about and instead be glad that I was free from him.

While she was telling me all of this, to which I was constantly nodding, my mind went back to that night. The night of first november. When I had that strange dream for the first time. That dream was so comforting like it was a sort of remedy for my broken heart.

I decided to discreetly ask Lisa about these kind of odd dreams not exactly telling her that I'd been having them for quite some time.

'Hey, you don't have to worry. I don't think about that jerk anymore. I wasn't so attached to him. We were only together for a few weeks you know.'

She hmmed in response and put a hand on my shoulder as a sign of assurance, giving me a quick glance then continued to stare ahead.

'Hey Liz do you have strange dreams? Those kind that like continue or are related? Or like they seem really real! Like real real. Even if you're fully awake you cannot distinguish if it's a dream or reality?'

She scrunched up her face in thought, as if what I said didn't make any sense to her and continued, 'Hey, If you're having sleep troubles or nightmares then just tell me straightaway. OR DONT. I can't bear the thought that my only friend has turned into some insomniac or some distressed mess. Please I'm not strong enough.' she said with fake tension, dramatically clenching her shirt around her chest area.

I smacked her head. 'Can you talk serious for once?'

'Nope. No chance.'

'Then this is what you get!', I said with a devilish smirk with my fingers moving as if itching to tickle the heck out of her.

Knowing what was gonna come next, she started running, with me chasing behind.

'Please no. No.no. no. You know I'm ticklish af. Pleasee nooooooo', she begged for mercy.

Laughing like a madman, I was quick enough to catch her. I started to tickle her stomach, still laughing at my prey.

'please stop okay.. hahaha ... sorry..please come on...' were the only things she could say with eyes shut and lauging hard.

After a few seconds I decided to end her torture and she sat up. 'You're lucky you're not ticklish' she said getting up and dusting herself violently on my face.

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We were currently sitting under a tree, legs crisscrossed on the ground. I was pulling out the grass that was still in her hair.

'So what were you talking about? Are you really having nightmares?'.

'Its not about me. I was just asking. As in a general thing? What do you think about it? Is it normal?', I decided not to tell her just yet.

'I don't know. It could be. Doesn't seem impossible to me. But it sounds actually interesting, related dreams, kind of.

Yeah sure.

The lesson bell rang and it was hometime now. We got up and started walking back to get our stuff.

'I think I should tell her about these dreams. It's not something serious so she wouldn't worry', I thought.

Catching up to her I called out, 'Hey! Actually there's something~'

She turned around. ' Yes what is i....AAAHHOUCH', and screamed.

She started hopping on one leg taking support from my shoulder. I bent down to take a look at her leg. Under her shoe I could only see a nail head with the nail fully inside. Did a nail pierce though her foot through the shoe...??

I made her sit down and tried to take her shoe off but she only screamed in pain and clawed my shoulder harder. Unable to do anything I shouted for help.

The other students helped me carry her to the infirmary and the teacher helped take her shoe off. She was breathing heavily trying so hard to not cry. It was really difficult to stop the blood gushing out from the wound that the 2 inch nail made. It was fully inside her foot and it's so painful just to think about it. The nail was able to penetrate through her shoe sole as school shoes are not that strong.

The teacher cleaned her wound. I stayed with her all the time. After a while, her breathing became normal but still she could not walk properly. So I piggyback rode her to the car. On our way she poked me and said, 'Hey what were you going to say before?'.

'Ah forget it. I don't even remember it.' I lied. Maybe it's not the best time to burden her. Maybe it's not even a big thing. 'I should just let it slide I guess'.

'Lets just go home now and sleep. Plus I've to complete my chemistry project which I completely forgot about and I don't want to get another detention'. I smiled and she chuckled along with me.

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A/N

If anyone even read this then sorry for Boring chapter. I actually wanted to build their friendship. This chapter was actually about the beauty in their friendship.😅I wanted to show that.

Also I wrote this chapter actually imagining me and my bestfriend. She's been my partner in crime for 16 years now. So ☺️💜💜💜💜

Till then take care whoever is reading this💜 안녕ヾ(｡>﹏<｡)ﾉﾞ✧*。