In Another World

Chapter Two: The Field With All The Flowers

Chapter Two... The Field With All The Flowers

"Hello? Girl? Hello?"

I felt like I was living a beautiful but terrifying nightmare. I could feel Nick's hands shaking me lightly, trying to wake me. I had feinted when I learnt the horrible truth that I was dead. But something didn't add up...

Nick had claimed that I had been his girlfriend, and that I had died in this very field at the tender age of fifteen. For starters, Nick had never been my boyfriend, as much as I wanted him to be. We'd been friends, but he was shy and sweet, and I feared rejection too much to ever ask him out. Secondly, I was eighteen, and clearly alive.

No way...

No...

I was clearly in another world.

I reluctantly opened my eyes, hoping to find myself back in my Beetle. But no. Nick knelt over me, looking a little worried. He'd been clearly studying my face after I passed out, because he was frowning.

"You do look like Lucy," Nick admitted as I looked in his eyes. "If I hadn't watched her die, I'd believe that you were her."

"But I am her," I whispered, sitting up slowly. I looked down to notice I was wearing the same dress I'd been wearing in my new car when I crashed it into the tree. I slowly lifted my arm to my face and smelt my new perfume. Nick frowned, confused.

"What are you doing?" he asked hesitantly.

"Trying to wake up from my dream," I sighed.

"Oh," he muttered, looking away.

"Where exactly am I?" I asked, looking around. From the ground, all I could see were tall flowers.

"My house," Nick said. "I don't come down here much. Too many memories. Too many painful memories..."

I noticed a tear well up in Nick's eye, and he looked away. I wondered curiously about what happened here, because it seemed that me in this present world had died a painful, horrible death.

"If you don't mind me asking," I began softly. "What exactly happened here with you and Lucy? Because I saw a tear well in your eye, and you couldn't look away quick enough."

"I don't really like to talk about it," Nick sighed. "Lucy and I were together for two years, and it's my fault she died. It's my fault..."

"I'm sure that's not true, Nick," I smiled weakly. "You couldn't hurt anyone."

"You seem to have a lot of faith in me," Nick chuckled. "And you don't even know me."

"Well, I do know you," I replied. "Well, at least I'm sure I do."

"Are you related to Lucy?" Nick asked.

"No, I am her," I whispered.

"How many times can I point out that that isn't possible?" Nick said, standing up. I got up quickly, following him.

"It is!" I said, running to keep up with Nick's long legs.

"How did you even get in this field?" Nick asked, stopping suddenly and frowning at me.

"I woke up here," I admitted. "But how come you came down to the field when you spotted me?" I asked, also frowning.

"Because you looked like Lucy from a distance," Nick admitted sheepishly. "I thought that I was seeing her ghost in my head, and realised that I hadn't been down here to visit her in a long time. That's why I came down here."

"Visit her?" I asked in a small voice.

Nick took my hand and led me over to where the only tree was in the field. On the tree was a small white cross, bearing a picture of me when I was fifteen... a picture that I remember. The words "Lucy Brianna Hunter... Forever will you live on in my heart and mind..." were painted on the cross. Tears welled up in my eyes as I thought of how much Nick must be hurting.

"Where I'm from, I'm too afraid to ask you out," I whispered, my voice breaking. Nick looked at me, smiling weakly.

"You really are Lucy," he gasped. "But you're not the Lucy from my world."

"I wish I was," I said, my tears rolling down my eyes. "What am I like here? Umm, I mean, what was I like?"

"You were totally selfless, but your parents gave you everything you ever wanted," Nick began, smiling in his memories. "Do you know how weird it is telling you about you? It even sounds stupid when I say that!"

"This is weird for me too," I chuckled.

"Look, you're obviously here for a reason," Nick said, looking around. "You obviously came to me for a reason. But you don't actually belong in this world. You're dead in this world."

"I'm living a nightmare," I scoffed.

"Pretty much," Nick agreed. "But I fell in love with the you from this world, and I wished every day that I could bring you back to life. But I couldn't. And then, suddenly, you're here. And I don't know what to make of that."

"Maybe I'm here to help you, too," I sighed. "I just want to go back to reality!"

"Lucy, I'll help you get back there!" Nick promised loudly. "Because I think I'm supposed to. And that's why I saw you..."

As Nick promised me that he would help me return to sanity, I smiled at his beautiful face. I wondered if I would leave this alternate world and return to my real life... Or would I actually go to heaven? Was I meant to die? I regretted never having the guts to ask Nick out. If I could go back, I would have asked him out the first day I met him.

Nick took my hand again, dragging me up toward his house.