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Ouch! My head hurts & the world is spinning right now. Why am I lying in the middle of the road? Oh God, did I finally die? No! Please, Not again..
I sat up and observed my surroundings; I realized I was across the street from home even though this could be considered the road of my home.
What am I saying? This isn't the time to be specific. I'm lying in the middle of the road and don't know how or why I got here.
Just think, Izzi. Try to remember your day, just think back and retrace the day in your mind.
I remember everything from this morning & this afternoon. I thought about everything all the way up the moment of lunch. Now I remember! Jennifer & Lucian were supposed to go on a date. He's such a jerk.
He's a nasty jerk, actually. How could he? He can't have both friends. He could only have one & if he's so into Jen then why would he come after me? I guess he's another asshole psycho that wants to steal my innocence. I actually thought he was different, but in actuality, he's just like the rest of them.
My body is sore but I need to move into the house. I felt a chill before I mustered enough strength to move. It felt like someone was watching me. As I stood up, my head started to pound again and I fell to the ground, stricken with pain, hovered over in a shell to keep myself from vomiting.
I stuck to that position for a few minutes and then I tried again. My head was still pounding but I pushed myself to walk towards my home. I retrieved my keys from the ground and picked up the rest of my things.
My phone was scattered away from where I was lying; it was lying stationary in front of the Pexer residence's famous neighborhood bush. The bush was famous in the neighborhood because it naturally grew into the shape of a heart which everyone thought was fitting because the Pexer family was full of love.
As I stumbled to get to my phone, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I couldn't spin around fast due to my condition so I had to turn slowly. I bet I looked funny turning slowly like this to them. Who was it? Was this person here to help me?
I turned to see the psycho. He looked at me with slight sympathy but he made sure to cover it up once I took notice to it. Wait!
I asked, "Why are you here? Where did you come from?"
He responded, "I came after you when I realized you weren't in class with us. Jackie said you weren't answering your phone but she couldn't come after you because she can't afford to skip her math class."
What was he saying?
I asked, "Who is Jackie?"
"Your friend.?" He responded uncertainly.
I could only laugh at him. It earned me an angry glare which made me laugh even harder until my head started to throb again. I held the side of my head in my hand and let my laughing come to a slow stop.
"What was so funny?" He asked.
"You were so confident just then. Her name is Jennifer, not Jackie, but thank you for coming after me. By the way, did you happen to see anything?"
"Nope. I didn't see anything," he replied.
Hearing those words made my head hurt. They sounded so familiar. It brought back sensations so my head started to pound and my hands started to shake. I could barely stand anymore; I needed to go inside and get in bed.
"I gotta go," I said.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"Yea. I have a headache and need some rest. Thanks again."
I went inside and locked all the doors and windows. I immediately went to my bed and let the bed hug my figure, taking me to dreamland in a mere instant.
I knew I was in a dream but it was weird. It seemed real. I was lying down and people were talking about souls and the balance between souls & realms. In the dream, I thought I met the God, the Devil & the grim reaper. It was a crazy dream.
I watched them touch my forehead and say they didn't see anything . Hearing those words sent me into shock. Lucian just said something similar outside & his name is very close to Lucifer. This is getting weird.
Out of shock, I awoke from my dream. I rose from my bed and Lucian was right in front of my face. I screamed. Speak of the devil!
"Ow! What the hell are you screaming for?" he asked.
I shouted, "Because you're in my room! In my house!! Idiot. How did you even get in? I knew you were a stalker!"
"Calm your pants, Miss priss. I only came to check up on you because the door was wide open. You should start locking it." He huffed at me.
I didn't get what his problem was. This was my house that I didn't invite him in. I had the right to be angry that I woke up to a strange classmate staring in my face. That reminds me..
"Hey, Lucian?" I was contemplating if I really wanted to do this.
He angrily answered, "What?"
"Thanks," I said. "I thought I locked the doors and windows but apparently I didn't, which is very odd. But anyway, you may leave now. Tell Jen I'm fine."
He nodded and then exited my room, going down the stairs and proceeded to go out of my front door. I peeked outside my window and saw him getting into his blue Chevy; he sure walked fast. He looked up and caught me spying but I wasn't ashamed by it. In fact, I waved and mouthed the words "thank you" to him again. He shook his head at me and drove off.
He left me alone in silence. I decided to cut the tv on and find an anime to distract myself but I couldn't pull myself away from my thoughts. Was Lucian really the guy from my dreams or was I just hallucinating? I know I locked all the damn doors and windows. Did he break in? I'm overthinking again. Oh, I had to be crazy, right? Right?
I shook my head and went down stairs to make my way into the kitchen for some light snacks. As I opened the snack cabinet, I heard my mom walk in— I knew it was her because her keys made a chiming noise whenever she entered the house; I always found that fascinating.
"Hey, hon," she said and kissed my cheek.
"Hi, mom." I smiled at her.
"The school called and told me you weren't feeling ok. How are you feeling now?" She asked looking a little concerned.
"I'm okay. I just needed some rest. My body is still aching."
I don't think I should tell her about my dreams or how I ended up in the middle of the road with no recollection of how I got there.
"Well, take some medicine and go to bed early. I'm going to bed now. Good night sweetie." She kissed me again and headed for her bed room. She'd be asleep within ten minutes from now. She's a tired lady and loves to sleep.
I chuckled to myself thinking about my mom. I grabbed some fruit snacks, hot chips, a donut, and some water, then made my way back up the stairs. I almost fell down the stairs while ascending them but it seemed as if someone pushed me back up as I was tripping to prevent me from falling and getting hurt. That was weird but I thanked them anyways. What the hell is going on today?
As I sat down in my bed, I thought about what my mom said. How did the school know I wasn't feeling well? There are too many questions that need to be answered right now. Maybe it was Jen?
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Lucian's POV
Well I ended up with the best excuse ever. Honestly, when my father, Thanatos & I were observing her, I couldn't help but think that I wanted to capture her and lock her away. Yes, I know it's a bad thing to think, but I haven't felt that way about someone in a long time— specifically in centuries.
Thinking about the encounter infuriated me a tad bit. They left me there to take care of her when it was their mess to clean up & not mine. Damn bastards. It's okay now because I handled it on my own.
I ran my hands through my hair and thought of her. Why could she cause so much chaos and she's still a teenager? Nevertheless, I was intrigued even more and wanted to capture her more.
I went to check up on her; I figured she was asleep by now because I knew her body would be aching. I mean, Thanatos has a death grip—literally. Once he's got a hold of you, he doesn't let go. I was actually there as soon as she got hit by his death grip.
I saw him take out his death scythe, Gamora, and swing it at her, but the scythe resisted. I saw Thanatos get frustrated with Gamora and curse it which made me laugh. I guess he heard me because then he turned his gaze to me. I sprinted over and joined him and in turn, Dad joined too.
As soon as he was there, he recognized her. He didn't let us on to much, but he was confused as to why Thanatos was trying to real her soul right now.
Thanatos answered, "It's her time, but my scythe is resisting which is something Gamora has never done. I don't get it."
Dad answered, "How can you reap her soul when she doesn't even have a number above her head? Of course, Gamora would resist."
I could tell he was just putting on an act. Millenniums with my father and I knew when he was capable of lying. I scoffed— and people think I'm a liar. I tell the truth more than my old man.
Thanatos expressed his anger & confusion, "That's exactly I need to reap her soul. No numbers mean she should be dead and that she escaped death. That isn't allowed. I don't see how I missed this. Was this your doing?"
My dad only smiled. I replied, "Of course it's his doing. It's my dad we're talking about. He's always up to something."
A sudden shock spread throughout my body while I was replaying the events. My eyes were flashed a smokescreen scene of Isabelle running up the stairs and I could tell she was about to fall. I inserted myself into the flash of smoke and pushed her back up. Before she could turn around to see me, I vanished back into my car again.
She really will be accident prone from now on, huh? I've got my hands full now. I heard her thank me and she resumed going up the stairs. The smoke faded and I sighed. I'd really get my Dad back for this sick joke of his.