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" - " = Talking.
' - ' = Thinking.
Through the Years:
A Story about Me
By: Fordina
Chapter 21- Terrified of Me
"Yes Zai-chan, that's Ken. Ken, this is Zaira," I introduced.
"Nice to meet you Zaira, Traci has told me a lot about you." Ken said as he extended his hand.
Zaira took it shaking slightly.
"See Zai-chan. I told you I wasn't crazy!" I told her smiling smugly.
"W-wait a minute, h-how do I know that this isn't just some guy dressed in a costume?!" She demanded. She won't let me win this one will she?
"I guess you'll just have to believe me then. Because this is all the proof that you're gonna get," I told her.
"For now," I heard Ken whisper.
Sighing I walked over to Ken and Zaira and grabbed both their hands. "Well? What are we waiting for! Let's go have some fun!" And I ran off.
A fun filled day it was. We went all over town… Twice I think. But now I'm home. Waiting for Jennifer to come over.
I've been dreading this for… well since the party really. I don't want to have to tell her about… Me.
I knew this was going to come sooner or later. And I guess it is better that it's sooner rather then later. Although having it later would mean I would have had more time to pre-pare. But hey… no time like the present right? Wrong, I rather have the future. Don't want the past that's for sure.
I'm knocked out of my thoughts as I hear the doorbell. To lazy to get up I yell that the doors open and to come on in. A minute later Jen's standing above me, looking down at me with a sad face.
"Don't look at me like that," I told her frowning.
"Traci?" She asked sitting down on my bed.
"What?" I ask glumly.
"You gonna tell me what got you so upset at the party now?"
"No."
She sighed, "Traci…"
Seeing that she wasn't going to give up I try to give something that she'll believe; "It was all the people… I'm… not used to crowded places. You could say that I'm somewhat claustrophobic…" Which is somewhat true. I do have a small case of claustrophobia.
"Traci I already knew that," She took my hand, "I talked to Sara," She told me.
Kuso! That little git never did know how to keep her mouth shut!
"A-and what did the little… um, I mean what did she tell you?" I cursed myself for my fumble.
"Nothing, she denied talking to you," Good, she had enough smarts in her to keep her mouth shut. "But from what you just said you did talk to her," Oh Jen's a smart one. Damn her and her ability to get anything out of me!
"Okay, okay you win, I'll tell you whatever it is that you want to know!" I relented. I might as well tell her… She'll find out eventually anyway.
"Glad we see eye to eye," She smiled.
Sighing I brace myself for a long tale… "Where do you want me to start?"
"Why don't you tell me why Sara denied talking to you," That one was simple enough.
"Because she's terrified of me," I said simply.
"B-but why?"
"Because of what I am, what I see, I'm surprised they haven't put me in the loony bin yet!" I cried.
"Traci, you're not crazy! I know that! I see them too! I know you may think that this is crazy… because under any other circumstances it would be! But they're real… I thought you knew that already…"
I looked at her confused. "Um… Jen? What are you talking about?"
"Tai and the others… What were you talking about?" She said looking at me just as confused if not more so.
"No, no, no, no, no… No, Jen I wasn't talking about them! I know they're real, I feel it, I sense it. But this is something entirely different…" I sigh as she looks at me expectantly. "Why Sara is so terrified of me is because I see things I shouldn't."
"Well… That doesn't sound too…" I cut her off.
"It might not sound it but if you saw what I saw sometimes you would freak out, I mean literally freak. I've seen them since I was maybe… of I don't know, four or five years of age. And in kindergarten, I made the mistake of telling someone. A friend. You know her actually, Amelia is her name. And she, unknowingly, ruined my life…" I go on to tell her everything. And since she actually wanted to know I don't leave out any detail. Even on how my, Zaira calls it, my 'obsession' with Ken began. How I slowly pushed myself away from reality and into a place were I much rather live. To how I purposely overdosed on my medication… to the cutting. All the good and depressing stuff! And by the end of it all she was crying. Full out tears.
"Why are you crying Jen?"
"God Traci… I'm… I'm so sorry… I… I didn't know any of this…" I looked at her confused.
"Of course you didn't. I've never told anyone any of this but you and… Chantelle," I looked down at my lap sadly as I mentioned her name.
"Oh Traci…" She leaned in forward and wrapped me in a hug. Tentatively I hugged back, angrily forcing back some of my own tears.
"Hey, it's okay Jen. I'm fine… Really. I… I promised Chantelle that I would never try any of that again…"
"But Chantelle's not here so how do I know that you won't?" Jen asked me pulling out of the hug.
"Well… I'll promise you," I told her simply. I never go back on a promise. Especially one made for my best friends.
"Say it."
"Huh?"
"Say it out loud, promise me that you won't do any of that again!"
"All right… I promise never to… do any of that stuff again…" I had to force the words out of my mouth.
"What stuff?" Oh she wasn't going to make this easy on me was she?
"Never to… hurt myself in anyway again…" I try again.
"Promise me," I thought I just did!
"I did."
"Again, please!"
"I promise never to do anything to hurt… myself. Happy?" I asked somewhat irritated.
"Very."
Tbc…
And there you have it. The last chap should be up soon! So, be ready for it!