Soft Spot (Jyatt)

Chapter sixteen

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Jaeden

My head pounded when I opened my eyes realizing I slept on the floor. My neck ached when I sat up. I looked over at Jack who was still asleep. It was probably like noon. I actually have no idea. We probably slept the entire day. I turned to the only clock in the room that hung on the wall. It was 11:34 PM. We slept a long time. My stomach grumbled and I brought my knees to my chin and shivered as a cold vibration went up my spine.

I looked at the book I was reading and I grabbed it but didn't start reading just flipped through the pages. I looked at the piano and my fingers twitched but I didn't play. I didn't want to. I didn't want to do anything.

I laid back down on the cold floor and rested my cheek on the ground. My eyes shut and I fell back asleep.

Running. That's what I was doing. I don't know from what. I wasn't anywhere familiar. It was a town but all the houses all looked abandoned, burnt down. The windows were boarded up and doors ripped off the hinges. The wood was broken, cracked and shattered glass everywhere. All the houses looked the same. Suddenly they became familiar. The more i looked the more it rang a bell. But for some reason I couldn't put a finger in it. And I couldn't stop running. I was losing my breath, I couldn't go much farther before I was gonna start breathing hard. I heard something behind me but I couldn't turn my head. Sweat rolled down my face. Then it all clicked. The house was my old house. The one that burned down. My heart dropped. That's how it looked after the fire. I started crying but my feet never stopped and my neck wouldn't let me turn my head. In the distance I saw the biggest one. But it was in the middle of the street like a dead end. When I was closer the door flew open, welcoming me in. My feet took me up the stairs of the porch and into the house. Then I turned, running up the stairs. I ran into my old room and my legs stopped dramatically, no slowing down just pulling to a halt. I looked around at all the rubble. My bed was collapsed, the blankets and bed frame burnt to a black crisp. My pillows were scattered across the room along with some of my clothes and old toys that were also burnt. Ash was everywhere and my drawer looked like charcoal. Something under all the rubble caught my attention. Now I could move my neck and use my own legs. I turned to run away and leave this darn house but the door swung close;locking me in. I cursed under my shaky breath as tears rolled down my cheeks that ashes and dust was sticking to leaving lines. I turned around, the same thing sticking out from under the rubble catching me eye again. I hesitated before walking over and crouched down. I started picking up all the wood, toys and clothes and brushed away all the ash and dust. My body froze and my eyes widened in fear. I couldn't comprehend what im seeing. I can't process it. I stared down at my body, covered in dust and ash, my skin all burnt and pealing. Like my Mom's. Tears streamed down my face, but my body stood there completely still. Dead. Then it shot up and grabbed my arms and it yelled, "WAKE UP!"

I woke up, shooting up. I almost bumped heads with Wyatt. I looked at the clock, my heart thumping in my chest. It rang in my ears. My breathing was hard and my face was soaked with tears. "You alright?" He asked. I looked him in the eye and didn't answer. He stood up and extended his arm. I grasped his hand and he pulled me up.

"What's going on?" I asked him. "You need to practice." He stated. We heard shifting and turned to see Jack waking up. He let go of my hand that I hadn't noticed was still attached to his.

"Let's go."