Heal Me

15 Days After

MONDAY - 2 Days After

"Told you it was a good idea, Mom."

"What?" I look at Callum confused.

"It was my idea to get you out of town for the weekend, I thought it would be good for you, but Mom wasn't too sure."

"I thought it would make you worse," Mom looks at me with sad eyes.

"Oh, well I did have a dream Friday night, but nothing else the rest of the weekend."

"That's good."

We had gotten back about an hour ago and I had unpacked already. Knowing me, if I didn't do it right away, my duffle bag would be sitting on my floor for a week.

Mom has the first half of the week off from work, with Christmas being Wednesday, so her, Callum, and I are sitting in the living room, her grilling me on my weekend.

"Anything happened that I or your Dad need to worry about?" Mom asks one last time.

"No," I shrug my shoulders and she raises her eyes, trying to get me to speak. But I kept quiet about our drunken dance party Friday night.

Finally, alone in my room, I'm left to think.

I tried my hardest not to think about it all throughout Saturday and into Sunday. Now its Monday and I'm finally alone.

She looks just like me. It was like I was looking at a mirror and now all these dreams seem crazier than before. And then she died, killed by Darius, and here I am-her doppelganger or something-haveing dreams about her mate-who's also kinda dead.

When did my life turn into this?

~

Third Person POV

A few weeks have passed since she removed the enchanted dagger lodged in the back of the man she loves, and she has no recollection of it.

She does not remember walking through the woods that night, nor when she and her friends had played in those very same woods all those years ago. But instead of thinking of it as an absent memory that faded over time, she feels as if something did occur that night. It's like thinking what you had for dinner last night, or what events happened on a specific day in the week prior. You have this short mental block as you know of what you did, you know of how you felt, but you cannot pinpoint the exact events that transpired. But normally when thinking of your meal last night, or where you went last week, after some thought that mental block fades and it all becomes clear, all the dots connect into one big picture.

Yet she cannot form this picture. The events of that night are foggy and unclear, just on the tip of her tongue but she cannot form the words.

Alice POV
SUNDAY - 15 Days After

Christmas came and went, like it always does, with my extended family smothering Callum and I with gifts we don't need and eating way too many Christmas cookies.

Though this Christmas was a little different, well at least I was different. The feeling of completeness had faded, and this hollow hole in me started to grow as the days passed by. It was like I was slowly losing a part of myself that I longed for, letting it blow past me in the wind. I had no idea what it was that I was missing, but I felt like I was slowly fading.

Normally I would be happy to not have had a dream since my birthday, but for some reason, every time I closed my eyes, I wished for them. The thought of seeing Ezekiel just made me feel a little better...I sound so crazy.

My therapy session with Dr. Sandra was the Saturday after Christmas and I tried to tell her some of how I was feeling. She just claimed it as withdrawal from the dreams. Saying that I need to reset my mind away from the false reality I created and focus on the people around me.

I didn't buy that one bit. There's something more to it. It's always something more.

~

"Heyyyy," May squeals and pulls me into a big hug once she sees me.

"Haven't seen you since last year," Jacob makes a lame attempt of a joke as May releases me.

"Shut up J! That joke wasn't funny last year," Adam laughs and rolls his eyes, as May sits next to me on the couch. We were all in Adam's basement, well, all of us except Abby.

"Or the year before that," I say.

A few moments later I feel like I'm strangled from behind as I feel small arms wrap around May and me, "Ahhhh haven't seen ma girls since last year!!" Abby hugs us tightly.

"Not you too Abbas," I see Adam roll his eyes.

"Party pooper."

"So how was everyone's break?" May asks.

We all shared our week's events where we weren't together. Adam was visiting his mom's side of his family for one week and then his dads the second week. Jacob went to his aunt and uncles for Christmas. Abby was trapped with her crazy family coming to stay with her for the holidays. And May was at her Uncles cabin for the 2 weeks.

"How bout you, Alice? Other than Christmas with your family, what did you do?" May looks at me.

"If the break was any longer I would have strangled Callum," I roll my eyes. It was true, he gets so annoying sometimes.

"Anything else?" Abby asks.

"Dreams?" Adam asks, clearing the air. That's what they wanted to know about. That's what they are worried about.

"Not a single one," I slough back into the couch.

"Really?" May perks up beside me and I nod my head.

"Oh! Now that my crazy overbearing, cant-leave-me-alone family is gone, I can finally look at the video I took from the cabin," Abby's eyes light up and she claps her hands.

"Oh, I don't know, if my parent saw-"

"Don't worry. I'll edit it into shorter videos and make 2 versions. 1 with us drinking in it and the other one won't have it," Abby cuts Jacob off.

"Sounds good Abbs," Adam smiles at her and I see Abby's face turn a tint of red.

We spend the rest of the night talking BS, not ready to go back to school tomorrow. It was good to see them again, after break. They reminded me just how much I need my friends.

I can feel myself slipping away as time passes on and I don't know what to do to stop it, or what's causing it. I feel like I'm alone, missing something and I can't get rid of this feeling. I thought spending with them would help, but this feeling is still lingering.

I just hope it stops soon.

~

MONDAY - 16 Days After

Once I enter the school building, I go straight to my locker and drop off my jacket, grabbing a few books. I then head to Abby and Jacob's locker. Since both of their lockers are close together, that became our meet up spot in the mornings.

"Hey," I give them a small smile. I lean up against the lockers and see the students as they pass by, though everything seems different. I feel the whispers and the head turns, kids looking for out something-or someone.

"What's up with everyone today?" Adam catches on to what I'm seeing, "It's like a celebrity was here or something." He rolls his eyes.

"No clue." Jacob shrugs.

"I'll check to see if something was posted on Snapchat," May pulls out her phone. And not even a minute later she is gasping, "Oh my gosh! Look at Maddie Stewart's private," she looks up at us and turns her phone.

Its a video and I read the caption first:

"Sorry ladies first come first serve"

Huh, what does she mean?

And then I look at the video and my heart drops.