A Forgotten Life

FINALLY! The vision....

Oh, btw, a little thingy:

Hint for Drella's godly parent, if u know, don't shout it out.

A little peek at me and my friends fight, TWO DAYS AGO. Taken from the exact conversation my friend and I had, but I changed the names. Voila.

This chapter rated T for slight swearing.

Oh, and YAY! Chapter ten is up! DOUBLE DIGITS! Okay, w.e., here it is.

There was no other way to put this; I was dead. I was lying down, cuts and bruises covered my body and a deep gash in my head was oozing blood. Too much blood. I could feel my body (the one I was currently in) turn cold as I looked at my corpse, wanting to shake the body lying in front of me and yell, "Wake up!" but there was no turning back. How had this happened? Why'd it happen? And the ultimate question, when did it happen? I looked about twelve, but that was impossible. Here I was, at fifteen, and last time I checked, I was still alive. I looked up, tears streaming down my cheeks and found the faces of Percy, Annabeth, Grover, Nico, Chiron, and a few other kids staring at the twelve-year-old me that was dead. I closed my eyes and put my hands over my ears to block out the sounds in the distance, screaming and crying. This was too far. I needed to see a doctor, anything. These visions were too much for me to bear. Too much...

"Drella?" a familiar voice pulled me back into reality. I looked up.

"Yeah?" I asked, trying not to make my voice too shaky. Percy looked concerned and he looked at the picture in my hand. Yep, like he said, him, Annabeth, the kid called Grover and a man on a horse. Oh, wait, no, he was in a wheel chair. Wait, what? I handed it back to him as my sight began to blur again, and I shut my eyes.

"Drella, are you okay?" he asked, his hand on my forearm. "Drella, sit down." I sat down. "Are you okay?" Percy repeated. I nodded.

"Yeah, sorry, I'm just tired, that's all." I attempted a smile, and hoped that it worked. It did. Percy sighed.

"Okay, I'll go get us some lemonade." He stood up and walked into the house, and the screen door hit the wooden frame behind him.

It was three weeks since Diamond's party. Three weeks since I saw myself die. Three weeks. Next weekend was my birthday, and then three weeks after that, I could say goodbye to school for the summer. With summer tension, being with everyone for a whole year, and stress because of tests, a fight had broken up between my friends. It was around 4:00 and Sophie and I were talking on IM.

Sophia's new status message - To much drama day after day. Nothing can ever just be simple can it. Why the lies, and not trusting. so many stupid petty games.. so many! 3:43 PM
me: r u ok??
Sent at 3:44 PM on Friday
Sophia: oh yes just peachy kean i mean its just wonderful to be lied to and not trusted and be told EVERY day how people talk shit about you behind your back and try to ignore it but still know thats its happening its just wonderful doesnt that sound wonderful
me: ruthie said she was gonna tell u tomorrow
at least thats what she said on the bus
Sophia: thats not what i care about i dont give a shit about that
me: but then we had to drop the subject cuz emily was looking over at us and listening to our conversation
THEN WHAT R U RANTING ABOUT~!!
being lied to
i get it
but how r u sure theyre lying
BECAUSE ME AND U WERENT THERE AND NEITHER WAS DIAMOND SO U SHOULDNT MAKE ASSUMPTIONS
Sophia: oh look whos taking sides
me: AND IF THEY DID LIE TO U
THEN THEY MUST HAVE THOUGHT THAT U WOULD TELL DIAMOND OR BE MAD AT THEM
Sophia: stop using caps or i cant talk to you
me: or something
its sortof hard to tell someones really good friend or best friend
that ur going to go to the guidence counsler to talk about the other persons really good friend/best friend
its awkward and weird
and i dont know
Sophia: yes Drella you think everything is fine but its not okay every day i get told how this person said this about you and that person said that about you and i try and try to act like i dont care and ignore it but it fucking hurts okay
me: maybe u wouldnt have gotten mad
or something
but they wouldnt know
and
so
i just want both of u guys to tell both of ur sides
because this is wat kind of happened at paiges bday party
somepeople thought this and other people thought that and people accused people of this or that and so i dont want that to happpen again
i like it when we're all friends
Sophia: haha this shit has been happening to me since last year and i give up okay i just dont care anymore im not going to be treated like u guys treat hanna i wont put up with that
me: and if we cant go like, a week without bickering and stuff
then
i dont know what we're all going to do
cuz its obviously not working
Sophia: this is how its been since 4th grade you cant just change that okay we fight
me: well
i bevlive that people can change
Sophia: but now i have decided i know i cant change it so i just give up i cant deal with it anymore
me: and i guess others believe that they cant
it cant just be u to change
everyone has to agrree and work together on it
Sophia: well i believe people can change but i dont believe people can change someone else
me: or else it wont work
we're friends
and im sorry if this sounds cliche
or weird
or like
from a freaking speach or something
but we have to work together
Sophia: okay you know what this is just stupid obviously this is going no where i mean we arent even really friends outside of class
you never wanna hang out with me anymore outside of school we dont sit together at lunch and we dont hangout at recess
Sophia's new status message - there i give up i hope your all happy...ugh 3:54 PM
me: uh
i would totally sit with u at lunch
except
that
I DONT KNOW WHERE U SAT TODAY
IVE BEEN AT LILYS FOR SIX DAYS
and so
Sophia: not just today every day Drella
me: u know what
im fed up to
im not going to have this conversation with u
Sophia: haha wow i think i have the right to say that not you
great i already said it was going no where and look im right
so bye and dont bother trying to sit with or anything tomorrow cuz i will just leave you can count on that and one more thing is the only true friends i have arent even in my grade they are in the 11th grade
Sophia is typing…

I sighed. I had been trying to get out of this, but no, SOphie was so fired up. I knew she didn't mean it. I didn't do a thing, only had tried to be the peacemaker and shown her the other side's story. It was a little ironic that when last time we all got in a fight, Sophie's mom was the one telling us that we shouldn't assume things and make accusations without knowing the whole story. Funny, right? Not. I clicked out of Im before I could see what Sophie was going to say next.

Short chapter but I ran out of ideas. If you have any, tell me please! Plus, what do you think happened to Drella???