Chapter 2
James POV
Snuggling with Fox got me extremely relaxed and sleepy. I allowed myself to doze. I needed my rest. I was having a peaceful slumber until I heard knocking on my trailer door. Groaning, I tried to open my eyes. The first thing that I noticed was that when I groaned, instead of releasing a groan, I released a whimper. That was strange. I opened my eyes and realized that everything was colored black and white. What happened to my eyesight?
I tried to blink my eyes quickly a couple of times, hoping that my eyes might just be irritated and that the problem with my eyesight could be fixed. When I stopped, I saw that my vision was still black and white. What was going on?
That was when I noticed that I was trapped by something. I tried to yank myself free but couldn't manage to. What was I trapped by? I turned my head as far as I could to the side and what I saw made my stomach lurch. My arm was wrapped around me, hugging me close to my chest. Or at least it was my arm, and my chest. That was when all the pieces of the puzzle clicked in my head. If that was me, but I wasn't me, than that must mean I'm...
"Fox!" I shouted, but all that came out of my mouth was a sharp bark.
"Come on James! Unlock the trailer door and let me in!" Carlos yelled.
The bark and Carlos's yelling woke up "James" who stretched his arms above his head.
I wonder what Fox will think?
Fox POV
I could hear Carlos screaming from outside the trailer door. Usually his voice rang louder in my ears. Maybe I was slowly becoming used to the sound of Carlos's screams. James seemed to lock Carlos out of the trailer "accidently" very frequently after all.
I stretched my arms out, which is what I normally do when I wake up. Instead of stretching them out straight, I ended up stretching them upward. This was very abnormal for me. I wasn't quite sure why this was happening. It was like my arms had grown which couldn't possibly be.
I opened my eyes and they were assaulted with color. At least that's what I thought I was seeing. It wasn't black and white to me. I could see the textures of certain pieces of furniture and the vibrant clothing thrown all over the couch for the concert. If this was color, it was beautiful.
What was going on?
That was when I looked to my side and saw myself. I could see myself looking up at me with fear shining in my eyes.
That was when I realized the truth and reacted how anyone else would react.
I screamed.