Chapter Two
When I finally awoke for good I discovered myself on the floor with several of my bed sheets on top of me and spread out all across the ground. Moreover, my pillows had fallen around me in the most random places. One was near my feet by the wall with the window while the other was sitting atop my head. With a heavy heart and a clouded mind I slowly pulled myself out of my predicament and then sat up wearily thinking of the dreams that had haunted my sleep all through the night. It didn’t help that these dreams came fairly often and erratically. They always stole sleep away and left me pondering the pain of loss for the remainder of the day.
Standing up, I grabbed all of my pillows and blankets and dropped them on my bed planning to make it later, maybe, if I felt like it. Okay, so maybe I wouldn’t until I wanted to go to sleep but so what. It was Saturday and I had plans. I walked around to the other side of my bed and found my Physics book and iPod lying not too far apart from each other.
How did they manage to get over there and how did I fall off of my bed? I wondered in bewilderment.
I retrieved both the book and listening device and placed them in their rightful places in my backpack and on my desk. I ran a hand through my black hair and afterwards felt some fall into place nearly covering one eye. I snatched a glance at the black digital clock on my desk and saw that it was nearly nine in the morning. I took my time walking over to the bathroom where I got myself ready for the day with a nice hot shower to wake me up just in time for breakfast.
Before heading downstairs to eat I went back to the bathroom located directly between my room and Jonathan’s. I glanced at my reflection again in the mirror after brushing my teeth and splashing my face with water yet again to try to chase away any evidence of the restless night I had endured. My blue eyes looked sad yet resigned to the fate they had been dealt; however, aside from that I looked like your average high school student. I quickly dried my face on my towel and raced downstairs just in time for my dad to call that breakfast was ready.
I slowed down as I reached the bottom of the stairs remembering last night’s occurrence. Right, I’m grounded… so much for those plans. Looks like I’ll be stuck here all day, what am I going to do? The instant I thought this I regretted it for it awoke the annoying monster within my mind who liked to call himself Nekama.
“You could always sneak out and call a friend for a ride or just walk to Adam’s house and hang out. Oh, I know, you could go to Rachel’s house, she only lives a couple of blocks away doesn’t she? You should go pay her a visit. I don’t think anyone will be around. It’d just be the two of you, all alone.”
Shut up! I’m not going anywhere you bonehead. I’m grounded. Plus, I don’t like a single one of your suggestions, they all stink. I thought back in a snap.
“Then allow me to consider a few more ideas that you just might like.”
I doubt you have any good ideas that will even sound remotely interesting.
“Oh, yeah? Try me.” He sounded so eager to share his stupid ideas I felt sick. He never came up with anything good. Everything he said could either get me or someone else in trouble or put in harm’s way. I didn’t trust him, not even a little. “How about you act like the perfect son your adoptive father always wanted and then go back up to your room right after breakfast. Then you can waste away in utter boredom as the day slowly drags on and you can’t do anything to speed it up or entertain yourself.”
“What?” I accidently said out loud in shock and slight confusion. Fortunately no one was around to hear me. If they had they would have thought I’d gone crazy for sure. Then again, I did have a voice in my head, a real legitimate voice.

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The War Within
Ficção GeralImagine living your life with someone else sharing your same body. Imagine being trapped with another inhabiting the back of your mind haunting your every thoughts. That's the life Jacob Stronghold lives. Jacob's story is an illustration of how the...