The Boy Next Door

"Best Friend."

Justin

"Hey my little beautiful angel," I cried as I lifted my little sister Sage off the ground. This was the very first time I had seen her little face. As tears cascaded out of my eyes, I returned Sage to her feet and slouched down so I could be eye level with the two twins that were presented in front of my eyes.

"You must be little Sean," I ask, pointing to my little brother.

"Yep, my name is Sean and that's my big sissy. Her name is Sage. My daddy told us that you're our big bubby. Your name is Justin, right?" Sean asked in a baby tone. I allowed another tear to drop for my eyes before responding to his question.

"Yes, I'm your big Bubby." I chuckled. Grabbing both of them in a tight hug. Closing my eyes, I listen to their heartbeat. Their heartbeat was beating in sync, almost like a drummer performing his big solo for crowd of people. Then it was over. Both of their hearts stopped at the same exact time. There once stiff body became limp, falling over in my arms. I remove them from my grip and noticed there orbs were nowhere in sight. Almost as if they had disappeared behind their head.

"Sean? Sage!" I panicked, shaking them intensely, hoping to get a response.

"They're dead. Accept it," Jeremy, my dad said simply.

"Why are you two just standing there like nothing is wrong! Help them!" I cried out. Looking at my mom and Jeremy with tears falling from the brim of my eyes.

"It's too late Justin. You need to let go," my mom said sternly, grabbing me by the collar.

"How can you say something like that!" I spat, checking the pulse of Sage, then Sean; still nothing...

I laid the two bodies on the soft floors and stood up.

I felt sweat build on my forehead. Before Jeremy begin punching me over and over.

"Justin! Justin," My mom yelled, trying her best to remove Jeremy from on top of me.

"Justin!" My mom cried out. Her voice soon began to fade, sounding a lot like a familiar being.

"Justin! Wake up! Everything is going to be ok," Brooke's voice rang in my ears, waking me from my intense slumber.

"What happened?" I huffed. Wiping the sweat from my forehead.

"You fell asleep. I was gonna wake you up sooner, but you looked too peaceful. So I just decided that it was fine. Then, the next minute you began sweating out of control and you began panting for air. You kept saying names. Sean and Sage," Brooke said resting a hand on my knee.

"Thank you for waking me up. I was having a terrifying dream. It was awful," I admitted, repositioning myself on Brooke's bed. I guessed I had dosed off during the conversation Brooke and I were having. That's the last thing I could remember, well before the awful dream. Breaking my glance from Brooke, I turned my attention on the digital clock that set on the night stand beside the bed. 2:30 it read.

"Brooklynn, you should have woken me up. What if you had got in trouble with Kelly, or Joey? Then what," I asked confused.

"Like I said before, you looked so peaceful. So I refused to interrupt your sleep. I don't see why you're worried about getting me into trouble? It's fine," Brooke reassured me.

"Well, thank you again. I think I should be leaving now though," I suggested, getting up from Brooke's bed and walking over to the balcony doors.

"Are you absolutely positively sure you're going to be alright? You scared me a little back there Justin," Brooke asked concerned, following in the path I invisibly made with my footsteps.