Like No Other - Book Two. (Editing)

Deja vu moment.

KEVIN’S POV

It has been two days since Rachael had told me about her new friends who coincidentally were name sakes of the people from my dream. I didn’t want to raise my hopes up about them been the same people. But I couldn’t help it, as I was so nervous about the whole issue. Rachael had told me they would come visit me in two days’ time and by God I just couldn’t wait anymore. But I didn’t have a choice now did I? Questions kept rolling in my head; questions like if Cynthia is real then is Josh also real? And what about Carl and Jesse and Nana and oh my God Doctor Marcus. And if they are all real, then is Cynthia really sick? Will she go through the same things she went through like in the dream? Does she know who Josh is even? What was I going to do if all the events in my dream comes true?

“What are you thinking about so intensely that is giving you that frown on your face?” I hear my mum say breaking me out of my thought. I had even forgotten that she was still with me in the room.

“Nothing mum.” I simply reply.

“It is not nothing son you were obviously so deep in thought. Tell me what it is?” she says with a frown of her own. Apparently I had worried her with my frown and I didn’t even know I was that deep in thought.

“It is really nothing mum, I promise.” I say quickly plastering a smile on my face to ease her worry.

“Hmm I don’t believe you but if you say so then I guess it is nothing then I’ll leave it at that. I just want you to know that you can talk to me about anything alright kiddo.” She says gently putting a hand on my palm, giving me a smile.

She soon after leaves me to my thought as my mind wanders off again. When I thought I was free to let my mind wander again Rachael comes into the room with a weird smile on her face. ‘What is wrong with her now?’ I think to myself. ‘Did she go see her boyfriend?’

“Why are you smiling?” I ask her as soon as she drops her handbag on the bed side table.

“Oh Richard said he is coming over later. He had to take Cynthia and Joan on a shopping spree because Cynthia hasn’t gotten her licence yet and Joan hasn’t renewed hers. So he is sort of their designated driver.” My sister says totally oblivious to my dilemma.

The colour on my face had totally washed off and I could feel myself go pale. Why the hell was I so nervous anyway? I mean if at all they were the same people I could pretend like I don’t know them and just continue to mind my business. But something deep inside me kept on disturbing me. I just wish my mind would shut up and stop pressuring me. I was feeling like I had a responsibility to these people to sort of change their fate.

‘Just relax Kev. Who is going to hold you accountable since no one knows what you saw?’ I ask myself.

‘Your conscience.’ Was the answer I got.

“Kev! Say something you are scaring me!” my sister yells, gently rocking my arm to snap me out of my panic attack.

“He has been that way all day and yet he says there is nothing wrong. Maybe he would tell you what is bothering him.” My mum says looking at me like she is trying to read my mind. I shake my thoughts away and plaster that sweet smile on my face through gritted teeth.

“Mother, I have told you nothing is wrong with me and sister didn’t you say they would be visiting in two days from now? What is this surprise visit; I’m simply not ready.”

I don’t how what I said could be considered funny but my sister apparently did because she started laughing hysterically.

“You sound like it is your girlfriend that is coming over. I am the one that should be worried about looking like scrap and not you. Besides brother, they have seen you in a condition that is worse than this so what is your problem?” she says still laughing at me.

“Have I told you how annoying you actually are?”

“Yeah every day.” She replies me sticking her tongue out.

“Can’t you receive them outside? I really am not ready sis; please.” I maintain my stand.

“Today, tomorrow, next tomorrow what difference does it make? You will still have to see them Kev and if you ask me I’ll say rather do it now than later. They provided me comfort during a difficult time so be grateful okay?”

“I am not saying I am not grateful, I am just say…” she cuts me off because her phone rang.

“Yes babe… oh you are downstairs... I am coming down now… I shouldn’t worry… okay would be expecting you… love you…” and she cuts off the phone.

‘Oh shit!’ I think out loud. At this point my heart was beating way too fast and way too loud or was it just my imagination?

“They are here so be on your best behaviour Kev. I am not joking.”

Within minutes we hear a knock on the door and Rachael went to open up. It was happening now and there was no way for me to hide. A guy who I guessed was Richard walked in alongside a blond stunning princess and a brunette pretty girl. Without any introductions, I walk up to the two ladies I had lived with, laughed with, cried with and been a part of, shook their hands and called them by their names.

“Joan Scott.” I said smiling. This can’t be real, this just can’t be real. Flashes of images from my dream just kept coming back to me. She was the same; they were the same.

“Cynthia Rose.” I say looking into her stunning bluish-green eyes completely mesmerised as she stared right back at me. She was indeed so very beautiful. Her blond hair completely complimented her eyes and she was a perfect blend of beauty.

“Stop staring, it is rude.” My mum whispers in my ear. I had forgotten she was still here.

“I am so sorry, please come in and have your seat.” I tell them completely playing the perfect host.

“How are you Kev? I am so happy to see you well.” Were the first words Cynthia said to me and she took my breath away with her smile and all I could think of was ‘Josh is one lucky bastard.’