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All the windows smashed, the alley way only lit by the faint traces of street lights still working. Every thing seems as a blur, like i am half a sleep. The fading noise of traffic in the distace, the only thing able to cover the footsteps of the figure behind me in witch is not so faded. I hurry my jog into a run only to change to a sprint at the discovery of being followed. The misterious figure seems to be faster than I antisipated, and before i can resised he already has his hands across my mouth bloking my screems. His hands cold by the winter chill, As he redirects my body into the shadows.

He releases his grip on my waist yet contionues to stop my speech. He reveals himself out of the shadows. His dark brown hair swayes slightly out of his dark green hoodie, his green eyes fixed on mine he looks young, he could be no older that 15 I feel as i know him I feel my uncontroled body hugging the unkown assasen or so i thorght.

i can't hear it but i can certenly see the car skidding across the road at the end of the ally way in witch we stand. 5 figures step out of the large black SUV all dressed in black i do not reconise any of them but i cant clearly see them eaither. Wile the identities remain a mistery there intent doesn't each person was carrying at least one gun. at that discovery a bullet was fired, i flinch and see that the boy in the hoddie had fallen to the ground. shot. not dead, but shot. My uncontroled body races towards him tears rolling down my face bluring my vision but not enough to see the blood covering my hands as i try to stop the bleeding. then there came the second shot.

I sit up in a fast panic, the light blinding my eyes as it's a harsh deaset in my bedroom. My breath fast, uncontolebly fast. The room is filled with various poters covering all four walls, all escept were there is a window that reveals the city lights almost over powering the sun only just coming off the horrizon. "Harmoney? are you ok?" a small voice peped through my bedroom door. "I herd screeming."

her concern was not misplaced, but she could never know that.

"it's ok Violet im fine just a bad dream."only i knew other wise.

it had been three months since i had been wiped of her memory in a car acident in witch my 'mother' did not survive, but i continue geting this 'dream' witch seems so real just as vivid as a memory replaying in my mind, a truamatic memory in with i only rember how i felt yet not why i feel deep concern for a hooded boy bent on my safety, in whitch i have compleate trust and felling of knowing towards him.Its unexsplained feelings for a person in which i have never met.

"go back to bed." I was done with sympathedic pushes away

"It's the fourth night this week" for i am stubbon she is persistant

"I know, but you need sleep"

"so do you"

"I will be fine"

"im worried, is it the acident?"

"no. well i don't know, ok?"

"OK"

she walked away slowly hopeing i would change my mind and tell her, but i won't she knows that, but she tries anyway.

Shes only 10 she shouldn't be burdened with my problems nore should i burden anyone else with my dreams.

I lay my head back on the silk coverd pillow, for all i am grateful I wish I knew, irememberd all the little times happy little times, the sibleing rivelry, the fighting the crying all of it, none of this, i didn't want any of this.

"Harm honey, Dr Lon called, he said you missed your sesion yesterday he wants you to come in today."

My Dad stands in my doorway in his denim shorts and polo shirt with one hand on the door the other the nob. He awaits my answer impatiantly.

"If i must."

"ill tell him your on your way."

I cuddle further into my pillow in difiance.

then riped the dooner off and a sudden gush of cold winter air. I walk towards my closet and get dressed into a simple jeans and white V neak shirt.

"Ah harmony so glad you could come!" No he isn't.

"Yea sure, because you always enjoy my fanforced visits."
That shut him up for wile.

"So harmony how have you been copeing?"

"Positively fabulous! Can I leave now?"

"How are your friends?"

"I told you positively fabulous, now leave me alone!"

"Harmony, I see something is wrong talk to me."

"Look at the time got to go!" I did the looking at the watch. I didn't have a watch. Like who wears a watch?

I walked out, well kind of stormed.

Then I saw him.

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 13, 2014 ⏰

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