The Sight

Questioning Everything I Know For A Chapter Straight

Okay, I know what you all are thinking. How had I just realized that? It was kind of a big deal! And I get it, I do. But try to see things from my point of view here. I was confused, scared. I had just gotten out of what could've been one of the scariest experiences of my life yet. Plus, I had finally reunited with my very best friends. Needless to say, my mental state was less than stable. When you put into consideration that my "unstable" is everyone else's "batshit insane", you get a clear view of my well being at that very moment. I wish I could tell you guys that my mental state improved anytime soon, but I must not lie. And as you guys will soon see for yourselves, this was merely the beginning.

Ah, I've drifted from the story again. Let's proceed...

I finally pulled away from the hug and gave Alana a wary smile.

"Alana... I'm not complaining but... I think you have a lot of explaining to do"

I said softly. Almost gently. Oh, how much I wished for a regular answer. A normal answer. Simple. Not terrifying. But I knew deep inside that that was impossible. I had come to accept that 'normal' was no longer a part of my life. Truth be told, the sooner I accepted that, the easier it would be for me to comprehend all the madness around me. This was my life now. A low budget Tim Burton-esque fantasy movie. And you know what, I can live with that.

At least I hope I can. Now that I think about it, it's not an ideal situation to be in. But I highly doubt that I have a choice on the matter anyways. Life just seems to dislike me. Maybe it's karma for all the spiders I've killed. If that's the case, then I truly am sorry. But I have arachnophobia! What else am I supposed to do! Oh well, whatever the reason may be, it seems that I am truly and utterly fucked. There is no other way to put it. My life is officially messier than my desk. And that is a tough thing to achieve considering the avalanche that regularly falls on my desk.

Aaaand I've drifted from the subject. Yet again. Are we even surprised and this point? No. Because It be like that sometimes. Anyways, back to the story...

"It is a very long story Alex. Maybe I should explain later?"

She said almost beggingly. I understood her situation and empathized with her. However, at that point in life, I was unsure that there would even be a 'later' for me. And I was getting sick of the uncertainty. I deserved an explanation. A long and detailed one that would give me the answers I desperately needed.

"Alana, you know that I'd never push you if it wasn't important. But you can't imagine the extent of the things I went through these past few days. I need answers and I need them fast."

"Okay. I will tell you everything. But first, we need to get you out of here before your dad comes back. If he finds out that you've woken up, we are good as dead"

She spoke with true worry laced in her voice. I didn't know why my dad was creating a problem. But I believed her. We stood up and I quickly packed a bag. Just as I was about to open my door, we heard a click. The front door had opened. My dad was back. Alana looked at me with fear in her eyes

"Fuck."

A/N: Hello and welcome to another chapter of "The Sight". I hope you guys enjoyed it. I'll try to upload more often now, especially during this quarantine stage. Be safe everyone. Stay home and do wash your hands. I hope you all are having a good morning, day, evening, afternoon or night wherever you are in the world. Until next time, Emily out!