Dreams, they reveal things about us we hoped no one would ever see or understand. That's why only I can see my inner mind and survive its craziness unscathed.
OF COURSE, not TONIGHT, as my mind and subconscious would be shared with her.
I didn't think much of it while I was awake, BUT I highly regretted falling asleep with Brittany fused into my body, including my blood... including my mind.
All was darkness at first, me hoping that I would not dream tonight but wake up in the morning with no intermission from my brain.
Haha, I hoped too much.
I found myself walking along the path of the woods, back to where I had been earlier today. The breeze was cold and passed by me with ease. I shivered, though, at its touch, and hugged my arms together with my trembling hands.
There was no sign of that drama queen, at least none that I saw or understood. The woods were quiet, not a soul in sight. But I had not looked too far.
It was when I peered off to the horizon of the setting pale sun, that I saw someone in the distance.
"Hey!" I called, waving my hand at the small person away from me, and I began to run over to them, jogging on my thin legs.
When I reached him, I startled back... "Alvin?"
I gazed at the chipmunk, the chipmunk that was me, "Is this a reflection?"
"If it is," The Alvin clone said warily, "Then I'm seeing my reflection too."
"Huh?" I peeped, but startled back, realizing the voice that was coming out of me... was Brittany's soft feminine one. The Alvin clone had my own voice, and it was by quickly calculating things that I realized... it was BRITTANY that was the Alvin clone.
I looked down, seeing a large puddle to the side of us, and we both peered into it. Instead of seeing my normal boyish reflection, I saw her through my eyes. I was Brittany, and she was me.
I looked at the second reflection in the slightly muddy puddle, and Brittany's Alvin disguise rippled right back at her.
"What do we do?" She begged me to know. The moment she touched my arms to shake me, a sudden strike of electricity jolted her back in intense pain. I watched as she was flung through the air, slapping her rear against the muddy ground, and I couldn't help but chuckle at her misfortune.
"Oh?" She said, getting up and rubbing her sore bottom, "You think that was funny?"
"Yes, very much," I replied, looking at her with teasing eyes.
She looked at me, her eyebrows low and suddenly she pointed her fingers at me, bolts of lightning ripping from her hands and striking near me. I winced, jumping back and side to side.
I struck back with my own pink lightning, and I suddenly saw her yelp as she got electrocuted.
"Brittany?" I said afraid. I approached her quickly as she lay on the ground in pain.
"Alvin... I'm dying..." She whispered, holding onto the hand I had offered her.
"No, you're not," I said to her, trying to help her up but it was difficult because her Alvin body was heavier than my Brittany one.
As I grasped her hand, I felt electricity run through her to me. I looked as my girly body slowly absorb my original Alvin one. The electricity that passed between us was my usual red in colour and soon I realized I had nearly absorbed Brittany completely.
Before I let go, I realized it was too late. Brittany had disappeared back into me. I trembled there in fear, and raindrops started to drop from the thick dark clouds above the trees.
It was like the rain was falling in slow motion, so slow I could see my reflection in them when they passed by my eyes to the wet ground.
All I could see in the droplets was myself and the words in golden small writing, Brittany.
"Brittany?" I asked, my mind boggled. I watched as the puddle grew bigger, becoming a small pond, but this time when I looked at it, I saw the Brittany body I was in, crying.
But the tears? They were tears of blood.
"AH!" I yelped, stumbling back and stepping on the leaves, crunching them under my small feet. I wiped my tears with my hand and when I looked at the blood droplets, I saw the name again in golden letters, Brittany.
"This has to be a dream!" I told myself, looking around at the pouring rain and bloody tears, "Or a terrible nightmare!"
"BRITTANY!" I screamed beyond the forest and into the darkening horizon, "BRITTANY! WAKE ME UP-!"
I bounced up on my bed, screaming heavily in the darkroom. My yell was so loud, I could hear movement around me suddenly, and I grabbed the edge of my quilt, pulling it to me in fear.
"Alvin, what's wrong?" Simon asked, turning on his lamp and getting his glasses on to look over at me.
"I had a terrible dream...NO, nightmare!"
"Is Brittany okay?"
"Brittany? BRITTANY? WHAT ABOUT ME?"
Simon pulled a blank face and continued, unfazed, "Just answer the question."
"I'm..." Brittany's voice suddenly came out of me, "I'm fine... just a bit frazzled from the dream..."
"NIGHTMARE." I corrected her.
"Yeah, whatever..." She replied, slightly annoyed but too tired to argue about it.
"Well, it's six in the morning." Simon concluded, looking at his phone that sat on the nightstand, "We'll have to get up in a couple of hours, so let's, y'know, go BACK to sleep."
"On it," Brittany said through me, and Simon switched off his light.
I lay there in the bed, my eyes wide opened from the disturbing dream. I couldn't sleep no matter how hard I tried.
So I listened to her as she talked to me in my mind.
Will this ever end? I asked and she chuckled pitifully.
It will, one day.
What about TODAY?
Only time will answer that for us.
I want my body back, I told her with fear in my inner voice. It was then I realized something, sorry, I forgot you don't have yours anymore.
I will again, one day. This will be over soon.
Then I can have my life back... I told her with relieved confidence at that fact. I thought I heard silence from her for a second and asked, Brit?
Am I not part of that life...?
Yeah, of course...
Do you remember what you said to me before we fell asleep?
This time, I went quiet.
...no, I thought awkwardly, biting my lip with a bit of nervousness.
So, I imagined it?
Must've.
Brittany remained silent once more, before uttering in pain, I hate you, Alvin...
After that, she said not a word more. The sun lifted up away from the horizon, and its weak yellow light hit the window, sending in small beams.
The alarm clock began to bounce, and I just lay with wide unshaken eyes as my brothers woke up and stretched their sleepy arms and backs.
"Ready for school, Alvitanny?" Simon teased and I smirked, irritated by him.
"Let's just get this day over with," I hissed, and sat up tiredly, yawning heavily.
"It's only just begun, Alvin," Simon stated. I sighed and uttered to myself.
"Only just..." I gulped afraid "...begun."
Would Brittany be here today? Or had I broken our friendship some more last night? Today would tell.
Today would tell it all.