Rainie's P.<3.V
Falling.
I don’t know why this was happening or why Shon died. Ever since he died, I’ve been having dreams. Not just any dreams, but the same dream over and over again as if it’s warning me something. Is that normal?
In the dream, I was falling down into a cave of darkness, but before I crashed, something or possibly someone would stop and lift me up. The dreams didn’t even seem like dreams…they seemed so vivid and real.
I woke up with sweat all over my forehead. Ugh, I bet the dream caused this. I found Bell curled up right next to me. Have I mentioned that I love cats? Well I do. Bell was a special little cat, she had black, brown, and white fur spread out all over her body. She always seems to know how I’m feeling. When I’m sad, Bell would come and sit on my lap. Shon loved Bell too..and Bell loved Shon.
Everyone liked Shon.
When I got out of bed, I got ready and tied my silky black hair into a messy bun. I pulled on a grey pair of Adidas sweat pants along with a navy colored hoodie. I don’t care about how I look anymore, because the only person I wanted to look good to was Shon. He helped me overcome my insecurity and all the tiny problems I had. Before Shon died, I would wake up every day with a text message saying “Good morning beautiful (: ”. It’s stupid how I still check my phone in the morning. I just can’t face the fact that he’s gone! Do you know how hard it is to try and forget someone that meant the whole world to you? People say that time can heal anything, but I don’t believe that. Time can’t heal my broken heart, it can’t mend back the broken pieces, time can’t bring Shon back.
As I lifted up one of my favorite angel figurines off my beautiful mahogany night stand, Bell climbed into my lap and started purring.
“Oh angel… When will all this pain go away? I’m trying my best to be strong, I really am.”
I sighed and put the angel back on my night stand. Aunt Helen gave this angel to me last Christmas and ever since that day, this angel became my favorite out of my whole collection.
Some people think that I’m crazy for believing in angels. It might be a little odd, but angels are miracle workers and they’ve helped me get through a lot in life.
Rainie…?
What?
I’m going crazy. I swear I just heard someone’s voice! A familiar voice…It sounded like a guy’s voice, a little deep, but not too deep, it sounded gentle. Like Shons.
No, it wasn’t possible, first I’m having dreams and now I’m hearing voices!? I’m going bonkers!! No wonder people in my school think I’m becoming a lunatic. But what if it was Shon? I shook that thought out of my head and went downstairs.
“RAINNIEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!” my little five year old brother shouted out as I ignored him.
“Rain? Rainiieee?”
“Rainie, do you like the rain?” He started poking my ribs.
“Rainie why aren’t you talking?”
“Rainieee?”
“WHAT!?!?!?!” I burst out.
“Hi.” He said.
I rolled my eyes at him and walked over to the kitchen counter. Mom walked over and looked at me.
“Sweetheart..I know this has been hard for you, but please don’t take your emotions out on Cameron. I know that you’re strong, and before you know it this would all be-“
“Mom, don’t even finish that sentence, because this would never be over! I’m just-“ I sighed, I can’t even have a conversation with my own mom. She reached over and stroked my cheek softly, then walked away to finish eating breakfast.
I grabbed a granola bar and stuffed it down my throat. Before reaching the front door to go for my morning run, I heard the voice again.
Please…be careful…
A cold sensation passed through my body. I looked around, hm, that’s weird, none of the windows were open.
I slipped on a pair of Nikes and went outside. Something didn’t seem right, well nothing seemed right to me. But…this time I could really feel it. I looked up at the blue sky and saw the birds flying in all directions. Ok, so the birds are going crazy too?
Then, just for a moment, I stood there and thought about everything that has happened. Was it wrong for me to miss Shon this much?
I closed my eyes for a second, and told myself that everything is going to be alright. I missed him so much…the way he smiled at me for no apparent reason. The way my heart would unlock and I felt like I could tell him anything. I loved how when I walked into school, he would be there leaning against my locker, waiting to pull me into his strong arms. I missed how sometimes we would just look at each other and not say a single word. We would just stare into each other’s eyes and admire each other’s beauty. He would lift up his hand and caress the side of my face softly and smile sweetly. I miss everything about him, why did he have to leave? When he was the only person who understood me? The only person that made me feel like I was somebody and that there was a purpose of living. He gave me a reason to live, because…I was someone important to him. Not just a quiet girl who always sat in the back of the classroom reading a paperback novel. If only we could turn back time…
I just couldn’t let go of him, running was the only way I could get all my thoughts out.
I keep running away to stand still. To get away from everything that was going on in my life. When I’m running, I feel free, like I’m leaving everything behind. I keep going and going, never stopping. If life was like that, it’d be so much easier.
Mom always tells me that we just keep on going. But it’s not that easy… Nobody understands, and nobody knows that the pain trapped inside of me is getting worse. I looked up at the sky again.
“Angels, why must you do this to me?”
A tear rolled down my face and I immediately wiped it off. No, I couldn’t cry, I have to be strong. Taking a deep breath, I started running down Arch Street.
The cold morning breeze felt amazing blowing against my face.
I glanced around the neighborhood for a second and then continued running.
Wait.
What was that?
I turned around and saw the dark, shadowy, figure, then it turned and faced me. I couldn’t see who it was, or what it was doing, but for sure it saw me.
I felt fear going through my body and ran as fast as I could go to get away from that eerie sight I just saw. Something didn’t feel right, I turned around and gasped. The headlights of a black van were speeding towards me. Before there was any time for me to react, I felt the colossal impact crashing on to me. I heard tire screeches blaring into my ears, my body slammed off the van and shattered glass sliced my face and arms. The black van then made a sharp veer and drove away. Whoever crashed on to me wasn’t accidental.
Rainie! No!
The voice faded and everything went into complete darkness.
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CATS!
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