Marked

Chapter 7

        "Oh my God!!!!" Jen shrieked from the other side of the phone. "He said that!! He actually said he was serious about you?" excitement and bewilderment filled her voice, an exact mirror of how I felt.

        "Yes, he did, and he was way more civilized than I thought he would be. My parents love him. But don't you think it's too fast? I mean I met him barely days ago" I hated doubting myself like this but how could he see anything in shadows under eyes, pale skin, unruly hair Skylar.

        "Darling, trust me its all going on fine" she said soothingly, easing my nerves just a bit, "now I can officially invite him to my birthday party!!"

        "Yeah, sure" I said, my mind still running around the fact that what random would just decide to stick around a stranger? There was this uneasiness in my gut that told me there was something else.

        And as if on cue Jen came in to intervene in my mopey thoughts "Sky, you are such a catch, don't worry about him, but I'm just going to give an important advice: you are much more than what meets the eye, you are a beautiful inside and out and whoever cant see it might as well be blind! My point is that you should with someone that knows your worth and treats you right, you should never settle for less. Unless you want me to walk in and kill the guy, ok?"

            "Ok" I said with a shy laugh, I still felt something off, like a puzzle piece that didn't fit right when it should; it was at moments like this I felt so happy to have Jen by my side. "Talk to you tomorrow at school, when have a party to plan" the phone call actually extended for another couple hours, but I didn't mind. We giggled and gossiped until we finally decided to call it a night.

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            "Honey are you ready?" I heard my mom scream from the front door "you are going to be late for school."

            I glanced around me in my room, making sure I wasn't forgetting anything "Just a minute!" I screamed back, where the hell was my phone? I searched all around my room, under the bed, on my desk, inside my closet and then it came to me, "the bathroom!" I said aloud and in fact there it was.

            I rushed down the stairs and ran past my mom "ready" I said. And so on we all got the car and got on our way to school.

        During the ride they kept on telling me on how their project was evolving and getting better by the minute.

        "What was this project about again?" I had asked this question so many times but every time they bring it up I just forget what its all about.

        "It's a treatment, or maybe possibly a cure" my mom said "for people like you" the last words were strained, like as if it caused her physical pain to say I was within those people. But I was sick, and they were working their asses off to help me heal little by little.

        And I couldn't sound sad about it, not for my sake, but for theirs.

        "That's great," I said, putting every bit of happiness I had into those two words and finishing off with a smile. "Do they pills I am taking have any side effect?"

        My parents froze for a second and the air surrounding us felt thick and heavy, I felt as if I could cut through it with a knife.

        "Honey your disease is very rare and it varies depending on the person and their err- characteristics" My mother said passively "Have you been feeling anything strange?"

        I hesitated to answer, if strange is hearing voices and hallucinating people in forests then, yeah I have that was all I wanted to say, I wanted to say the truth but I couldn't, not because I didn't want them to think I was going crazy, but because I didn't want to accept that it might actually be happening. I could be losing my mind.