May 24th,
Emily and I walked away from the fields, away from the car, away from the Man in White who lay dead. We walked back into our woods, the beauty of the golden greens leaves and warm golden shine of the sun welcomed us with comforting arms. And as we breathed in a deep breath, the sweet smell of maple and cinnamon filled our noses.
"I missed this." I said.
"I missed it to." Emily agreed.
We continued walking for hours.
"Hey Alex," Emily suddenly said, grabbing my attention. "Why are you here?"
"What do you mean?" I asked her.
"I know that you took your own life, but what made you do it?"
"I thought I already answered that. I said it was because of home and school."
"You make it sound like your life was meaningless. Also, that kind of anger that I heard you screaming out there yesterday wasn't just some scream. You sounded like you've been keeping years of anger inside of you."
This was a part of my past that I didn't want anybody to know about. Having to live through those days was a struggle enough, but being trapped by my ow mother had pushed me passed my limit. I wanted to forget that this past ever existed, so I took the rope outside and tied it to a tree.
"The sun shined a golden glow during that day," I said. "The trees were filled with golden green leaves. The wind blew a gentle, warm breeze that made me feel safe. I still remember the day that my dad took me out to see the stars. I missed him so much. Once I had the rope around my neck, I decided to stand there and think throughout the night. I did think about some things, but I mainly did it just so I could finally see the stars in the night sky. One of the many things that my mother permitted me from doing."
I felt an eerie presence behind me, so I turned around to see what it was.
It swung to and fro with the wind as the haunting shape of a familiar round knot had been tied with an opening for someone to stick their head into. It sent chills down my spinets it appeared to be mocking me.
It was the same noose that I used back then. A wooden stump that looked like a step stool was a few feet forward, below the rope.
"I stood on that stump for the entire night," I said to Emily. "I would watch the starts as I looked back on how miserable of a life I had lived. Eventually, the morning sun came up. It's golden glow was the most beautiful sunrise I had ever seen. The wind blew again. Then, came that sweet smell that I would never forget. The smell of maple and cinnamon from the enchanting trees. And right before I pushed myself off that stump, I thought to myself..."
'So this is when you start being nice to me.'
Everything felt heavy. A burning sensation was felt around my neck as a sour taste entered my mouth. I felt tears rolling down my face as drool kept leaking out of my mouth. My arms grew weaker and weaker until they eventually went limb. My whole body went limb. And then, that was it.
That was when I woke up in this world, and realized that it was the end of mine.
"I didn't want to feel trapped anymore," I said. "When I finally went to see the outside world, it was the most beautiful thing that I had ever seen in my life. My mother was so afraid of the idea of me abandoning her, and I understand why she would want to keep me close, but why would you want to isolate them from the outside world? I don't know if I'll ever know the answer to that, but I'll at least try to here her out."
Emily looked to be pondering on what I had just said.
"Alex, why do you give your parents a second chance?" She eventually asked.
"Well, they both went through hard times, so I have to try and understand them. Maybe then, we could be a family again."
"So, are you saying that I have to understand and forgive my-"
"Hell no."
I cut her off before she could even finish her sentence.
"A selfish, disgusting, vulgar cunt like that doesn't deserve forgiveness," I said to her. "Whenever you get the chance, be sure to put his ass in jail. If you're outside, then scream. Scream until someone comes to you. Tell them what happened and get your dad behind bars. If you're still stuck inside your house, then stay quiet. I'll come and get you. I'll get you out of that house, away from the car and fields, away from the disgusting outcast sky. I'll save you, no matter what it takes."
Emily couldn't anything. She stumbled, trying to find the right words to say, but all just got mixed up into a bunch of jumbled mumbling.
"I'm...afraid..." Emily finally said. "What if...they don't help me...?"
"I'll help you," I said to her with a warm smile. "It doesn't matter where you are. I run on my own two legs through the ocean to save you if I have to. So please, tell me where you live. I'd be worried if my new daughter was lost."
Emily's eyes sparkled with joy after hearing me call her my "daughter." Honestly, I wasn't against it. In fact, the idea of being her father sounded kinda nice. I'll be there to protect her until she can finally live on her own.
I just hope that Cole is on board with the idea as well.
"Ok," Emily said. "When we finally escape from this world, I'll be waiting for you to save me."