I'm awake. But not in the world that I'm used to, I'm still dreaming. My feet sting with every step or pull of a muscle. My eyes feel dry as if I awakened from a long night of grief, and along with this, a feeling of pain in my chest. Then I suddenly remembered. Where's the boy?
I look around me staggeringly, for some reason I feel worried, lost, sad, and lonely. It was either that before two hands come around me, a voice whispers behind me, sweet yet chilling.
"Come on try it, it'll help you forget," she said.
The smell of cigarettes fuses with the fresh air around me as the smoke burns my eyes. This daring voice, a seductive one, that I can at least know so little of, yet only feel that it was the fact that she was the one who corrupted me. Her the one who pulled me away from everyone, the one who pulled me away from you.
You, my head starts to sink in my thoughts, the girl's voice continues to whisper around me like a sea of sirens. Where are you? Please help me, I need your help.
"Please babe, it'll help you ignore your pesky friend," she says. Her hands upon my neck holding me back. Her breath on the nape, pulling my head back. It's hard to breathe now, it's suffocating.
You? I see you in the corner of my right eye. Why are you standing there? You're crying, why? Was it me? I want to go to you but I can't.
Her hands trace my collar bone. Then her left-hand touches my chest, everything around me goes blurry and I see you run towards me, I collapse in front of you. I hear distant voices of shouting and screeching.
Then you hoisted me up, upon your back.
"What's your name?" I gutted out.
You speak but the only thing I hear is Don't worry it's me … you'll be fine.
I feel like crying. It hurts to not know who you are, in every situation I'm in you appear before me to help me. Why is it you, only you? This deep feeling, longing to be held by someone who I know of. You, the one in front of me, you have no face in particular. The scent of you brings me down and brings me fresh air. Who are you?