White and Red

I moaned as my body seemed to move on it's own. I tried to pull away from the fog of sleep but it was heavy and called me back just as I realized I wasn't moving at all. Something else was moving me. My head lolled back then to the side against something warm and firm. I was barely under the spell of sleep when I was jostled, my body tensed for a moment then relaxed as the gentle sway of movement started again. There was something pressed against my back that sent waves of heat across my skin, but it was hardly noticeable as my entire left side was pressed to a solid wall of warmth that was so familiar as it was foreign.

I moaned again as I buried my face into the relaxing heat that fended of the chill that had at some point settled over my body. My mind was a mess of warmth and pleasure and the darkness that called me back to slumber. I wanted to fall back to sleep, enjoying the extra hours I had gathered since Raphael gave me the week vacation, but I also wanted to stay awake and figure out what the mass of heat was that seemed to wrap around me.

Suddenly there was a brightness that pierced through even my closed eyelids. I involuntarily whined in the back of my throat like a child as I found a place against the warm mass where my head fit perfectly. I pressed my forehead and eyes to it blocking out the light. I took a deep breath as I relaxed back into the dark unconsciousness that beckoned. As I slipped into the dark place my nose was filled with a clean sharp scent that I had grown use to over the last year of my life.

"Jon-athan." I breathed out as the darkness took hold.

It was white. And everything twinkled. It took me a moment before I recognized that I was standing in Central Park. Snow covered ever surface like a thick blanket was dropped over everything green. At first I couldn't feel the cold, but then it was like I was ripped out of my clothes and mother nature cranked up the wind. A chill ran down my spine as I hugged my arms to myself.

Looking down I saw that I was fully dressed; boots, jeans, thick winter jacket. I shouldn't have been as cold as I was, but I was. I looked back up and suddenly I wasn't alone in the park anymore. Across the large pond walking hand-in-hand was Jace and Clary, looking completely at ease for probably the first time in weeks. I turned a little to the left to see a couple sitting cozily on a brushed off bench. It was Jocelyn and Luke with rosy cheeks and teenage smiles, my stomach knotted at the sight of them, so I kept turning. I stopped when I saw Bat and Eve kicking snow at each other. I couldn't hear them, though they weren't that far off, but the smiles and the shaking of their shoulders suggested they were laughing and having fun.

As I continued to turn my ears began to hum with the distant buzz of an alarm. I did my best to ignore since it probably had nothing to do with me. Across the park ducking and weaving between trees while throwing snowballs was Isabelle and her brunette follower. I quickly past over them as I spotted Valentine standing atop a hill over looking the pond all alone. His eyes were darker at the distance but it was clear his eyes weren't trained on me. I followed his gaze over my shoulder to where Luke and Jocelyn sat, not at all surprised. I looked back towards him and wondered how he was able to keep his emotions off his face. It was blank and pale, like the cold didn't effect him at all. The man was watching his ex-wife flirt and cuddle his ex-best friend merrily, while he was left behind taking care of his son -not well- and a child that wasn't really his but he made the effort to protect it, me. I felt pity for the man as I moved on, the hum in my head growing louder like the emergency vehicle was getting closer to the park.

I stopped turning and stood frozen, and not from the cold weather. The beauty that was the white snow was disturbed by red. Lots of red as dark as maroon in the center and as light as scarlet at the growing edges. A scream hitched in my throat as I noticed a figure in the center of all the red. His practically white hair plastered to his head with the thick red liquid that was coating and melting the snow. I took a shaky step forward not believing, but then I broke into a full out sprint towards Jonathan.

I couldn't get close to him. I kept falling in the snow. Deeper and deeper each time, until the hole became bottomless and I couldn't stop the decent. I screamed for help. My ears were blaring with the sound of a siren drowning out my words to my own ears.

"SAVE JONATHAN. JONATHAN?"

I jolted awake with a choking gasp. I started coughing and shaking. When I got my breathing under control I ran my hands through my hair, it was damp with sweat and my fingers were still shaking. I turned to my nightstand to check my alarm for the time. 5:30 a.m. I sighed with relief. I still had time before school started.

Wait! When did I get in my room? I thought and my head snapped up. Then I remembered the scent before drifting back off to sleep. Jonathan had carried me. He came home!

I covered my face with my hands as I chortled to myself. My heart clenched in my chest as my dream flashed into my mind. I flinched away dropping my hands from my face and gripping my blankets. He wasn't dead. Jonathan was fine, and here, and I didn't have to leave. . . The dark look on Jonathan's face from Taki's parking lot drifted into my mind, Then again maybe I should leave.

I groaned and kicked my blankets off like a frustrated child. I got up and made my way to the bathroom where I indulged myself in a bubble bath and scented candles to see if they actually worked to help relax someone.

They didn't.

I know short but fear not. There will be another very soon. I SWEAR. It's just been a really busy few days for me, job hunting hanging with friends because HELL IT'S SUMMER and I can.

Thank you for being patient.

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