[Suicide] PART 12

First, there was a sudden shock running through my system. This man was so like Aaron, and so not like him. His eyes seemed just a hint brighter, and his face had a glow. Then, my heart raced faaster and faster until something struck me. On the lower part of my back, Aaron had struck me. I must have been hyperventalating like I do all the time when I start to get frightened.

"Hey you!" The loud shout shattered the silence. Aaron was leaning over the railing and smirking. His counterpart looked confused but shouted back in a similar tone, "What?"

The mood in the stairway was hideously tense. My brow was drenched in sweat as well as the back of my neck. A long pause of silence came before Aaron could answer the question. "Nothing. Thought you were someone else." He turned and walked back down the hallway. Before catching up, I caught my breath. Looking back toward the man, who was staring at me now, I gave him a sympathetic smile. Although there was no reaction to be seen in the silence, his eyes sort of thanked me. I wasn't used to that.

"Aaron! Please wait!" My feet began to hurt as we reached the door again. He just stared longingly into the wood frame, like answers were inscribed in its fixture. My eyes scanned the door too, maybe I had missed something he hadn't. But it was just a plain door.

"Whats behind it?" I didn't relieze the object he was gazing at now was me. Aaron wasn't looking into my eyes like he normally was, but downward. Toward the dark red carpet. His icy touch ran down my arm. I couldn't answer that. How could he expect me to answer something as ominous as that? Instead, I close my eyes and sighed.

Just as I'm about to open my mouth to speak, they close and warmth is sent to all nerves. I feel a cold embrace balance the tempurature surging through my body. Then, I felt something on the side of my cheek. His face rested on mine, and as he sighed he held me tighter. "I'm sorry..."

Aaron slowley backed away, suddenly we were both wide awake. "Meggie..." Eyes almost as white as his complexion. I'm sure I didn't look any better. Tension rose again. "Meggie I'm sorry!"

You know how when you finally have something you've been waiting your life for, suddenly happen? So spectacular you feel the power and frusteration building as if explosion was the only way out? Many thoughts entered my head. Not one of them was denial. But even as I suddenly reliezed what had happened did I thank him. His eyes looked as if they were going to escape the sockets. I felt something I had really never felt before. Self-confidence.

That feeling only lasted around a couple seconds. After that I felt like I was going insane. The dream theroy re-entered my thought process and I turned around quickly and pinched myself as hard as I could to prove I was right. Logic wouldn't allow this. The only way something like that could happen was if I was dreaming. But the shock-wave of pain entered my body. It wasn't a dream. I couldn't turn back around. I didn't want to see that lovley face that just seemed to make me cry. With tears of joy. My heart thudded rapidly and violently in what seemed like my stomach.

"Logic will only get you far in life. It won't get you anywhere in reality." The words soon made sense after Aaron had spoken them. I then turned to him with tears restrained in my eyes. There wasn't a chance I could cry now. His face proved to be not one of this world. Somewhere, there had to be a world where he was a god. A boy that knew everything. Even my grades proved me dumb in this situation. Someone had said that to me before, but then why did I get it only now?

"You aren't as smart in reality as you are in life. Meggie, can't you see this isn't a dream? You're really here." His voice faded like his eyes were worn. I knew deep in my heart he was right.

"The door. It's unlocked." My mouth suddenly changed the subject. Then he looked confused. But he turned and examined the door one last time, before he almost tore the door of its hinges to get inside.

It was too dark for a while. Then, a small voice peirced through the darkness. A light instandtly flipped on and a small girl stood in front of us. Her eyes were almost the same shade as Aaron's, but a hint of green edged off the harshness of his. "Who are you?"

"Good question. Who are you little girl? You shouldn't be here by yourself." Maybe it was my sensitivity, but it almost sounded like Aaron was a father. Maybe I was still dizzy off that kiss. The girl's hair clung to her face probably from sweat. Her pajamas were decorated with teddy-bears with pink bows and my heart sank. I had a pair just like that one when I was a little kid.

"My name's Amelia. My dad just left. Why are you here?"

"Your DAD?!"