Ashes
Chapter 2
I couldn't sleep last night. I sat tossing and turning. Was something wrong with me? Have I turned into a psychopath? Or maybe even a monster? My friends thought I was crazy and my mom thought I was over reacting.
Flashback
I slammed the front door open and walked into the kitchen while sobbing uncontrollably.
"Honey? Is that you Gabi?"
"Yeah mom."
"Why are you home so early?" she asked.
"Mom. I heard voices. They were talking to me. They were telling me to do unthinkable things. I'm scared mom. I-I don't know w-what to do. Only I can hear them. They won't stop talking. My f-friends think I'm crazy. I d-don't know what to do. None of it makes sense. They… they-"
"Gabi, who's they?"
"The voices! The people who are talking to me!"
"Gabriella. You need to calm down. You're just overreacting."
"MOM! Please!"
"Gabi! Stop with your lying! Shut up and go to your room! NOW!" she screamed.
I pushed past her and up the stairs. I slammed the bedroom door and threw myself on my bed. Eventually, I cried myself to sleep.
End of Flashback
I jumped out of bed and went into the bathroom. I turned the crystal knob and hot water came shooting out of the shower head. I stepped into the shower, letting the hot water burn my back and shoulders in hopes of washing away the voices in my head.
After getting dressed, I went down stairs for breakfast. I chugged a glass of milk and shoves a slice of toast in my mouth before going out the front door.
I was about to step onto the side walk when my phone vibrated in my pocket. (B=Troy I=Gabriella)
Hey U! What was that all about yesterday?
I really don't know. I just keep hearing these voices. I really don't know what 2 do. :( It's starting to scare me :'(
Don't be. Personally, I think u need 2 go 2 the Dr.
I'm really scared. Maybe it's a phase. Maybe I'm PMSing.
Ummm…
LOL :) It's just… idk.
It's ok :)
I took off down the sidewalk at a jog, taking in the smell of last night's rain and the smell of May flowers. My loose ponytail bounced with every step I took.
I turned onto another street as the wind picked up, blowing newspapers across the street. The wind kept blowing harder and harder. I pushed myself to run faster.
I always enjoyed my morning jogs. It helped me think and to have 'alone' time. Time to just relax and to get away from the chaotic world for a while. Just a little while.
Sometimes I felt as though I was running out of time. Almost as if I was going to drop dead and die at any given second. Like a timer, ticking down to the last second. Or even a time bomb, just waiting for the time to end and to blow up from the face of the earth. I always had a fear of not having enough time. Out of everything that I could be afraid of, it had to be time. Most people are afraid of snakes, spiders, heights (AN: ME), people or even themselves. I could barely stand looking at a clock. Much less than to even be around one.
I sighed and kept running. I glanced up at the small shops along the strip mall that I was passing. I turned my gaze back onto the sidewalk ahead of me, but then stopped dead in my tracks when I saw that thing.
My blood froze, even though I'm warm blooded. My veins felt as though they were going to burst. However, my heart was beating so hard, that I felt as though it was going to burst out of my chest and explode into millions of pieces. I felt as though I was going to pass out, right in public. My eyes locked with the creature's and I realized I was looking into the eyes of a ghost.
AN: Cliffhanger! REVIEW! Please read my other story: "The Choice" Thanks for reading!
-A
