The Journey to Escaping Darkness (Book 1)

Chapter 30

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"Oliver!" I yelled which caused him to jump up.

"What's wrong?" He asked looking at me rubbing his eyes.

"Who's Thomas Buckley?" I asked him staring at him intensively. He stared at me blankly, then his eyes turned a shade darker.

"No one important." He said lowly. I didn't understand why he was angry. I thought it was just because I woke him up.

"Who was he Oliver?" I repeated my question again wanting an answer. He just stared at me.

"I already told you no one important!" He raised his voice in anger. He looked at me with his jaw clenched.

"I remembered something." I said faintly. I figured I might as well tell him now. I knew he knew something by his reaction.

He sat up and looked at me asking, "About Thomas?" He was boiling inside. I nodded my head and he held his head in his hands. He sighed heavily asking me defeated, "What did you remember?"

I sat down next to him and responded, "We were engaged." I looked him in the eye and I couldn't make out how he felt. We sat in silence. "Aren't you going to say something?" He just looked at me defeated. "Oliver, where is he?" I asked him faintly.

He shook his head and rubbed his eyes. His eyes were tearing up and looked at me saying, "He's gone." He said simply.

I shook my head and thought for a second asking, "What do you mean?"

"He died." He answered like it didn't effect him.

"How? When? And please don't give me a two worded answer." I asked him angry and confused by the story and Oliver's attitude towards it.

He looked at me with an emotion I couldn't detect. "Do you really want to know?" I nodded slowly afraid of the answer.

"He committed suicide on your birthday. He ditched you on your birthday dinner." He told me heartlessly. I looked at him in disgust.

I walked out of the room and into mine. I laid on the bed crying. Not necessarily because of Thomas, but Oliver. He turned into a whole other person. I cried myself to sleep.

"Thomas, how could you do this to me?" I thought out loud staring at the ceiling.

He's gone I thought. He left me alone like everyone else. What did I do wrong? I thought I was helping him.

"Thomas you cold hearted bastard. Why did you do this?" I yelled wrapping my arms around my legs.

The pain was almost over bearing. I could barely breath. I felt like a hallow shell, empty. My heart hurt so bad.

"You knew what this would do to me!" I yelled furiously. I'm completely heartbroken. This is the straw that broke the camels back.

After crying for a few days, my stubborn side kicked in. I walked out to the shed and grabbed his log about his experiments. I read for about ten minutes. I grabbed his chemicals and joined them together along with another to destroy any side effects or the downsides. I shook the bottle a little and drank it.

As soon as I took the first sip I felt the difference. I felt more energized. My body felt weird. My body started to tremble for a few minutes. The I felt a bit of pain. My head felt like it was gonna explode any second. My heart was racing. After a few minutes, it stopped all at once suddenly.

I was on the ground and I looked around. I got up and looked in the mirror. My eyes were darker and more vibrant. Not so noticeable someone who think something of it, but noticeable.

"Next, join the military." I told myself still looking in the mirror. "Whatever happens from here is for you Thomas. I'll pursue your dreams for you." My eyes turned cold. I showed no emotion on my face. I looked like I had an exterior of steel.

And that's how it's going to be from now one. Hardcore, no emotion, Raven. Nothing is getting in my way.

I woke up crying and sweating and breathing heavily. It was the same reaction after every dream.

"Raven, please can we talk?" Oliver knocked on my door. I didn't know what do. I didn't want to talk to him, but I needed to tell someone.