Chapter 3
Jazzhea's POV
"Those bastards!" I uttered as I reached my left elbow to heal my wound but before I could ever do that, I was startled because of the blood on my palm. When I look around, I then saw more blood on the road and up to the hill, full of snow. It's not totally mine, It seems someone got hit by car earlier but who and why did he or she go up straight to the hill while bleeding instead of calling someone for help. I better check it out so I follow the trail of blood on the snow.
I climbed onto the dense and rough hill where it's pretty hard to reach the top but thanks to the evergreen trees, I can hold them whenever I want just like a hand in helping. There's silence around the place and no answers my call, I kept shouting if someone's there but a single reply didn't came out.
Perhaps I might encounter trouble on the way or on the spot but I couldn't careless about that because nothing really beats curiosity even if this a dangerous thing to do. Then after minutes I finally reached the end of the trail without futher thinking I bravely walked towards the boy who is laying down on the snow
When I saw the boy vividly infront of me, my body eventually frost due to the shocked that he do not look alive anymore but later had the courage to check on his pulse, his breathing and chest if his heart is still beating. Unfortunately his already dead and I don't know what to do at that point, I don't have my phone to call for help so I sat down on ground and held his cold hand into my hands. Can I leave him? And come to the police station immediately but what will happen after that? His family might be sad now that his all gone and I only have a healing power, I cannot bring back lives, I had in mind.
But there was this uncertain feeling that he has to live just like everyone else, a chance that I wanted for him even if I don't have the right to messed with someone's life, I can't truly describe it into a sentence but then it's reasonable when those three little words came across to my heart. Through my hands his body started to light, it was the first time I express my feelings only into heart but not in my mind.
I didn't pray nor think about faith, hope and love because I felt those three little words inside. His skin turns back into fair white while his injury, wound and scar was healed with the glowing light. His fingers started to move onto my hands too, his heartbeat began, he breathe and he slowly open his eyes, awakening his soul into this world again.
And the first word that came out to my mouth after that is "Are you okay?" I asked. He glance his eyes onto mine as he stand up slowly from the ground with the help of my shoulders and hands, I caressed him so that he can properly get up. "What happened? He asked back with his deep pastel baritone voice to me whom replied "I accidentally saw you here, you seemed to be bleeding but I guess not, maybe that's ketchup". He then looked at his clothes which is full of blood and already worn-out.
"Based on my clothes....I was like hit and went rolling" His pretty smart but I can't totally read his handsome face because of thecold or rather straight expression he is having. "I don't know but I can help you go home, so where is your house?" I quickly change the topic. "It's infront of the lake" He uttered as he touches his chest and tears started to fell into his eyes. I was shocked due to the sudden teardrop while he still put's on that cold expression on his face, I can now vividly see his eyes are in pain.
I embraced with care as I gently patted his back and whispered to him "It's okay" minding the reason behind his pain. Did you knew the person who killed you or you're just sad because of the happenings? I battled with conclusion in my brain but I couldn't get an answer, all I want for now is to get him home safe and peacefully. I accompany him so that he can go home as we walked onto the bridge to cross the lake.
We then arrived to his house and it seems like Mister Duff went home. His not lying when he said it's infront of the lake and it's pretty big why didn't I notice it earlier maybe because of the trees.
"Uhmm....you can get into your house now" I insisted to him whom replied "Thank you for helping me and goodbye". "Your welcome, I'll be leaving" I smiled while he just look at me with his straight face. I turn my back at him then walked away and never get the chance to glance back again when I heard, he immediately open the door to enter his house.
I enter the back door of our house to wash my hands and to change my clothes because theres stain of blood on it. When I'll all finish Mom suddenly knock on the door of my room
"Where did you go?" She shouted as I open it. "To the lake to deliver the basket to Mister Duff, his catching fish so I just watch him" I half honestly said. "So that's why you didn't get up into time" Mom sarcastically uttered while I nodded in response "Okay, Lunch is ready go to the kitchen" She ordered.
Third person's POV
Elyseen walked slowly to the kitchen to see his mother dear who was sleeping on the table while sat down on the chair. "Mom, I'm home" He uttered as his Mom quickly woke up and saw him,"Elyseen where have you been?! I been searching for you since yesterday! What happen? ". Tears started to flow out from her eyes, she caressed her son's cheeks with her cold hands while Elyseen felt it and held her hand, "I don't know but Mom, I'm back". "Welcome home my dear son, Tell me everything" His mother said and hug her tightly.
Even if he was clueless on what happen earlier, he told his Mom everything about it that's why his Mom decided to call someone and get him to the hospital. There's no injuries or wound, the police said they would investigate it so Elyseen get on bed like nothing happened. After the day Elyseen slept comfortably on his room but there's one dream or should you say memory that came into his mind while his sleeping.
FIVE YEARS AGO
Silence grew as the lights went off in someone's house while the stars continue to shine and the moon to bright. It was illumination that covers the night's darkness. Children in town are fast asleep during this period of time but for some reason a young boy named Elyseen stays awake, gazing outside of the window with fear in his eyes. The door opened in Sweven's room and it was his mother to checked on her little child.
"Elyseen" His mother called out in a gentle voice.
"Mom I'm scared" Elyseen said as he came closer to his mother dear and tenderly hug her. "What's wrong?" She asked while she embrace and caressed his son's soft hair into her warm hands, interpreting that everything is gonna be alright----as long as she is here with him. "There will be bad dreams Mom so I shouldn't fall asleep" He honestly muttered as he raised his head then gazed at his mother's face.
"Nightmares can be very scary my dear but if you are brave enough to conquer it, you will fall into your sweet dreams." His mother replied. "Mom can you sleep next to me just for tonight?" Elyseen pleaded.
He still couldn't reminisce his mother's saying and thought about something else that he couldn't forget. His mother nodded then tuckered him carefully on bed, gave him a kiss on the cheek and stayed beside him, hugging him tightly as time passes by she eventually fell into sleep. After hours of sleeping Elyseen unconsciously got out from his bed, down to the stairs, opening the door quietly and leaving home without anyone noticing.
It was one o'clock am when Sabrina felt a huge gap next to her, she touches the empty space beside her and noticed there's no one laying down on the mattress causing her to woke up in the middle of the night. Realizing that her son is missing, She panicly got into her husband's room, called out his name and quickly shooked his shoulders off causing her husband to woke up. "Sabrina?!" He startled. "Wilbert I woke up and then his sudenly gone....we are beside each other but his suddenly went missing...I don't know what to do! Where are we gonna find him?!" She repeatedly uttered.
"Sabrina calm down who's gone?" He asked as he stand up from his bed. "Your son! Elyseen!" Sabrina loudly replied.
To be continued.