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"Okay, I know what to say," I thought
And with that one thought, I opened my mouth once more, opening my eyes to look at all of them. She was ready to tell them everything. She wasn't as nervous anymore. She was probably going to panic midway trying to explain everything and then die inside when they ask her questions. She didn't know what to with that. It was a good thing I had Sophie and Keefe with her. Keefe being an Empath and everything. My eyes went to a strawberry blonde boy again. I quickly looked down feeling a rush of nervousness of anxiety. Taking another deep breath I say
"I know Keefe's mom..." I said
Everyone looked at me in shock and disbelief. Some with a face of nervousness. The same face you would give if you thought someone was a villain or on the other side.
"And I also all about Neverseen,"
In that one moment, the whole room went black. The room filled with screams. I felt someone yank me back from where I was sitting. I tried to scream but I couldn't move my body. I couldn't scream. My thoughts started to close up feeling as my body went numb.
"Lyra!" I heard before my body numbed my body entirely, dragging me into a deep sleep.
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I couldn't move my body. All my other senses had been working. My eyes were too heavy to open. My body was too heavy to move but I was able to hear everything and describe anything that brushed against my skin. Every touch that was brushed against my skin was burned into my memory. Was it smooth? Itchy? Fuzzy? Every detail I heard or felt was burned into my mind as my brain started to imagine what it could be. I was able to hear their conversations. A man's voice and a female. I didn't recognize who it was. I should have been freaking out. Wouldn't that be a normal reaction?
I closed my eyes as my flashback took over. I let my mind devour myself. Letting all the pieces of memory all over the floor. I used to be fixed. To be the perfect girl. Now, look at what I am. I let the sound of my heartbeat take me away on a journey of my past. My fear. When it all started. I want to be fixed. I do..but I have been shatter to many times to be fixed. To my scars to cover. Too many pieces to peace. Too many pain to mend. I tried to pick up the pieces and fix myself but I always end up falling. Falling deeper and deeper into this hell of reality. A reality where everyone plays pretend. It's all a game. Sadly my character didn't win the game. I've hit a checkpoint and have stay on it forever. I heard something fall. I bit my lip. The only sense of actual movement I was able to do. It didn't come from in here. I stood up letting my white gown go to my knees. My feet were pressed against the freezing floor. My long brownish hair covered my left eye. I dragged myself to the door and tiptoed to see outside it. It was a boy. Around my age. He had milk chocolate skin. His dark brown eyes were dull and showed pain and regret. He was wearing normal clothes which meant he came from where I came from. Was I back in the human world? My world? Or was I still stuck in...I don't remember her name. I'm sure I knew her, right?
There was glass on the floor in front of him. Did he drop it? The person said something to him that which was unclear to me. The boy nodded. As the people cleaned the glass, the boy stood up. He looked up sadly. His eyes looked into mine. He seemed uncomfortable. I stared at him and shrugged and went back to bed. I laid back down and reached for my earbuds from the counter. The same earbuds that I had at home. A sense of curiosity builds up in me, wondering if they still played music. I put them on and played a slow gentle piano song. My mother used to play the piano. What a lovely song she played. She played with such passion and love. She poured everything in her music. I listen to remember the song she used to play to help me sleep. She played songs like"Hungarian Rhapsody" by Liszt or Love's Sorrow (Piano solo) by Liebesleid — Rachmaninoff's Arr. (Shigatsu Wa Kimi No Uso). It was such a lovely song. Another song would be Introduction and Rondo Capriccioso by Saint Saëns Shigatsu Wa Kimi No Uso Sheets. I smiled to myself.
You know I used to play the piano too. I used to take lessons. Before the accident. I still remember the feeling of my fingers touching the cold smooth keys of the piano. Listening to the sound of each key play a certain part in every song. There was a soft knock on my door. I groaned hoping it wasn't the person from before. I couldn't exactly put my tongue on their name. Were they important? I sat up. It was the boy that dropped the glass. He looked at me with curiosity. I frowned. I took off my earbud.
"Excuse me," I said.
He looked up at me and smiled weakly. It was a sad smile but he tried. I shifted uncomfortably.
"You're not supposed to be in here," I said.
He stared. I rolled my eyes and laid back down putting the earbud back in, hoping he'll leave. I closed and tried to calm myself with the sound of the piano. Something pulled on my earbud. I opened my eyes and saw the boy in front of me. I flinched having him near me. He stared at me. He reached for my face but I smacked his hand away. He tilted his head like a confused puppy.
"May I help you?" I asked.
He nodded. I sat up.
"What is it?" I asked.
He bit his lip and pointed to the window. I was filled with confusion until realization hit me.
"You want to escape?" I asked.
He nodded. I looked at my lap. There had been footsteps that boomed from outside of this room. The boy looked at me in fear. There was desperation in his eyes as fear filled his face. He wanted to leave. The people outside must have been scary or bad if he was this scared. Or what if the boy did something. I didn't know what to think. What to believe. I couldn't even remember my own name. Should I? Where am I? Where are we? I don't know. I felt a warm hand touch mine. The boy's brown eyes pierced into mine. He was trying to say something to me. Was he trying to calm me down? Trying to warn me? I don't know what to think or do?
Something I had never felt in a while. I felt bad how I treated him. Never really answering him nicely. I knew that it was difficult to understand. Difficult to talk to. Difficult to be friends with or be able to trust. But I realized something today. What if everything I said, did and noticed had changed. I may not understand what he wants or who he is but do and why he does things but I know one thing. That he and I were important for something. That the people who brought him and me here know something we don't. Something that makes us way too important to lose yet a way to let us leave. I wondered why he couldn't talk. Did they hurt him?
He grabbed my hand and moved his other hand making a blue mist cover it. The mist slowly started to cover my and his body. I panicked and tried to let go but he gave me a reassuring look and smile. Did I trust him? Did he trust me? Does he know me? He must know something. He has to know. Why won't he talk?! I felt a warm feeling go through my body. A calming feeling. It was kinda like the same feeling Keefe gave me when he calmed me down. My eyes looked at the guy again. He nodded to me and I nodded understanding. He let go of my hand and pushed the bed I was on-off. Under the bed had been a small trap door. It was small but big enough to fit us. He sat down trying to open the lock but it refused to open. He struggled and I watched as he began more irritated and nervous. I sat down next to him and took out a body pin that came from my bra strap. I couldn't remember how I knew it was there.
I put the body pin in the lock and quickly unlocked it. I didn't know I knew how to pick locks either. He opened the trap door as we heard the footsteps now running to the door. He gestured to me to go in first. I looked in the dark hole in fear not knowing what was down there. I didn't have actual time to think because before I knew it he shoved me down there and followed moving the bed back and locking the trapdoor in the inside. I was surrounded by darkness. Fear rushed over me as I didn't know what to feel or do. Everything had been pitch black. I couldn't see anything. I felt something brush against me. I yelped but my mouth was quickly covered. My body tended but I felt the same warmth of a calming emotion as before. It was the guy. I felt him let go and hold my hand dragging me down the darkness of the area. The only sounds of our footsteps gently tapping against the floor and our soft breathing. I jumped a bit as I bumped into him as he stopped walking.
"Sorry," I blurted
I heard a door unlock to a bright room. My eyes were definitely not ready for the reveal. I had been in the darkness for so long it was weird to even see light. Especially a bright one. He pulled me to follow his lead. I blinked multiple times to get my eyes settled to the light. The room was a light green room with a giant white bed and a bay window. The boy closed the door behind us and locked it. He looked back at me and sighed.
"Okay were safe," he whispered
I quickly frowned at him. His voice was soft and gentle and unusually warming. He realized that he had talked aloud. He stared at me with a blank expression.
"So you do talk, why haven't you said anything to me before?!"
I shouted getting annoyed with him. All this running and for what. He could of told me when we were walking through the endless tunnel of darkness. The endless void of shadows. Why couldn't I figure it out? What was going on? Why didn't he tell me anything before? Who was he? Who am I? Why are we here?
Silence filled the room.
"Oh so now you don't wanna talk," I said tapping my foot and tugging on my locket.
Each movement I did was out of nervousness and confusion. He stayed quiet once more.
"Why won't you talk to me?! You could obviously talk! I heard from you! So don't stay quiet! Please, I need to know. What's going on? What are we? Who are you? Who am I? Who were those people? I don't understand, I don't understand anything. You know something I don't. I know you do. So please,"
It was weird for me to hear myself beg for something. He had to know something. Anything. My eyes watered but I quickly wiped them. Sadly I hadn't been quick enough because he had noticed. I watched as his calm yet cautious expression softens with sympathy and empathy. He opened his mouth again. A gleam of hope was building as I waited for him to talk. He bit his lip and looked down. I felt the hope slowly die. I tried to hide a sniffle and wiped my eyes more and sat in the bed. Letting the silence build between us.
He sat next to me on the bed and sighed and looked at me with insecurity and an uncertain look. I wiped my eyes again.
"It's not like it would help..." he whispered.
My eyes widened hearing his voice once more.
"It doesn't matter," I said quickly
He looked at me shyly.
"Yes it does," he said sternly
"No, it doesn't," I said back. "Why won't you tell me?"
He frowned and stood up and put his hands through his hair. I frowned back at him to match his expression.
"That's because I don't know anything either!" He shouted.
That was the first time he talked loudly. He looked down and rubbed his temples. My mind started wondering about him. My eyes widened as I processed what he said. He didn't know anything? He had to know something. Anything. He was here longer too wasn't he?
I opened to mouth to say something but the door that he locked slammed open. A cloaked figure appeared from the door. The guy took a couple of steps back in front of me. He was in front of me in a protective way. The cloaked figured walked closer.
"We've been waiting for you," the cloaked figure said and removed the hood off there head to reveal a toothy grin.