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AN: Hey there! This is a story I had in my head for years but couldn't seem to get it organized until now. I'm still new to and this is only the second story I have ever put up so I'm a bit nervous. I hope you all enjoy it! Please review! I would love some feedback and I am always looking for ways to improve my writing. Thanks guys!
The tiny drops of water that hit his face felt like pinpricks against his weathered skin. It was the first thing he registered as he felt his mind begin to emerge from what felt like a deep sleep. But he knew better.
The muffled sound of cars passing by came next, accompanied by scattered voices. One by one, a new sense was returned to him, reminding him he was alive.
The hardest part, as always, was forcing his heavy eyelids to open and allow him to take in his surroundings.
How long had he been out this time?
He took in his new environment, observing how different it was from where he had found himself the last time this happened.
The last thing he remembered was waking up, his back against a parked car, the smell of asphalt clearing the heavy fog from his mind.
While still trying to get ahold of his surroundings, a blurry pair of shoes appeared in front of him. He blinked, clearing his vision and looked up to see a kid, no older than 15 or 16 years old, standing in front of him looking surprised and slightly worried.
"Hey man... are you okay?"
His throat felt like sandpaper as he tried to croak out a response. "Where...where am I?" he managed to say.
The gangly teen in front of him nervously rubbed his arm, a pair of keys dangling from his hand.
" You don't know where you are?"
As he struggled to stand he shot the nervous kid an annoyed look. " Would I be asking otherwise?"
"Well, if you mean specifically, then you're in the parking lot of my apartment complex. But geographically? You're in Jacksonville." the teen waited for a reaction as he watched the stranger absorb the new information.
Finally he looked up, eyes squinting against the sun. "Florida?" That explained the humidity that caused his long unkempt hair to stick to the back of his neck.
The boy adjusted the backpack he had on his shoulder and nodded. " Look...I-I'm really sorry you're lost or whatever...but I'm gonna be late for school and you're kind of leaning against my car..."
It was then that he once again noticed the keys dangling from the boys hand. As casually as he could he looked over the car,an old toyota, it's paint chipping and rusted. Gesturing to the beat up old vehicle, he asked "....your car huh?"
Looking the kid up and down, he decided he could take him easily, even in his disoriented state. If he could just get the keys, he could be in the car and on the road in no time.
The young boy nervously drummed his fingers against his pant leg. Yeah, he could without a doubt take this kid, but it wouldn't be even close to a fair fight and the poor guy just wanted to get to school. He'd figure out some other way out of here.
"Thanks kid." He said as he pushed himself off the car and walked past the boy.
He found his way onto a main road where a lone gas station stood on the other side. There was bound to be some chips or something in there he could pocket. He was always starving when he woke up. But before he could take another step off the sidewalk, a familiar stabbing pain entered his head.
Not again. It was too soon! He usually had a couple days before the next episode would hit him.
And then darkness.
It was all he could ever remember from his missing days. He pushed the memory aside, bringing himself back to the present. He used the wet wall behind him to push himself up. He didn't know how much time he had. He had to find out where he was.
Stumbling out of an alley he found himself on a side walk, not bothering to shield himself from the rain. He must have looked awful because the passing crowds eyed him nervously as they passed him by. Desperately, he grabbed the arm of the nearest person, a young girl who squealed in surprise.
"What city is this?" he asked staring at her wildly.
She struggled in his grasp. " Let me go! Don't touch me!"
Grabbing her other arm to steady her, he repeated his question, he could black out at any moment, and he needed to find out where he was. " Look, I'll let you go just tell me where we are!"
She continued to struggle but answered 'Seattle! We're in Seattle-ok?" He relaxed his grip on her arms allowing her to wriggle away and run from him. Seattle?
How in the hell had he gotten to other other side of the country?
He needed a game plan. He wiped the rain that was falling down his face away and started to run towards the nearest bus stop. He knew he didn't have much time before it happened again and the only people who might be able to help him we're miles away.