Tormented Dream

The breeze flew through the street. A cold winter breeze at that. The snow flittered to the ground in a light frost across the ground. I saw a small red bird land in the snow. What a beautiful bird. Its eyes dark as coal and its feathers glistening from the melting snow around it. 
      "Jess, what are you doing?" said Makayla.
Makayla was only 16. She had short red hair that flowed down to her shoulders. Her small stature, breastless body dressed in black. She was a late bloomer compared to me.
   I was 5'4 with curves and a little doll face. I only wore black, though. The hair that flowed past my waist was put in a careful bun. My black shirt and black pants matched my converse.
       "Nothing." I said nonchalantly, acting like I wasn't watching some stupid bird. 
      "Are you watching birds?" She asked. Dammit. I thought to myself. How did she know?
     " How long have you been standing there?" I asked her as she's cooing at the bird in an annoying voice.
    "MAKAYLA?" I said louder, making her jump. 
    " What???!!!" She shouted out of fear.
Oh yeah let me tell you about the difference between me and her. She went around like a child in a candy store. I went everywhere hating life at times but isn't that every teenager at 17 years. Life didn't start sucking since the death of someone I loved so much. 
      "Hey look there's your mom!" Makayla shouted waving her arms in the air like a maniac, motioning for her to come. 
     We both hopped into the car. Now my mom was short, small blonde and but somehow, I ended up with black hair from my father. 
     "Hey honey, how was the trip to the mall?", Mom asked as I was loading up in the van.
    " It was good, we found everything that we could ever possibly want." I said, when I really just wanted to go home. 
      Mom turned on the music and we sat listening to music on the way home. No one talked. Just the way I liked it. Complete silence with rock and roll. Nothing is better than that. The old music spoke to my soul every time.
   We pulled up in the driveway. Home. Home sweet home. I ran upstairs past my little sister Marly. She was tiny with pink little disgusting bows in her hair and she talked a lot. Which made it worse.
    "Jess? Where are you going?" Marly asked urgently.
   "Where's it look like I'm going?" I snarled.
   "Upstairs, but where?" She pushed on.
   " I'm going to my room marly, don't follow me!" I shouted from the top of the stairs.
  I slammed my door hastily. Turned on my music and drifted away in my thoughts. Him. He. He was the one that was stuck in my head. But there was no use crying about it. He's gone now. I shifted my body towards my mirror. Looking at my reflection. Why me? I thought to myself. "Whatever!" I said out loud to myself. I got up and went to my vanity and took down my long black silky hair. Still staring at myself. I couldn't shake the pain in my eyes away. I knew that I'd never heal. He was mine and now he's actually gone. I stood up and slipped into my plaid pajama pants and skidded downstairs. I went to the fridge and grabbed a yogurt. Gross!! Thats all that mom could afford. So, I ate it anyways, ran upstairs, turned my light off and flopped on my bed. Sleep took over.

     I stood in the middle of the forest. The forest. The one I dreaded for years. The dark thick trees creating shadows in the distance. I heard a scream behind me and i swung around and to my surprise, it was me. I stepped back as she advanced fast at me. She went through me. Like a hologram. I turn her direction to see him. The boy of my dreams. He was about to jump. His feet just at the edge. I reached out as she did. Souls combining into two. I screamed as she did. The tears flowed down my face.  "NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" I screamed. I shot up in my bed. Sweat covering my back, my palms and my face. I wiped the tears away. I ran to my bathroom splashing water on my face to make the flashbacks go away. Again, I looked in the mirror. Why me?

TO BE CONTINUED........