So Often We
Become So Focused
On The Finish Line
That We Fail
To Enjoy
The Journey
~ Dieter F. Uchtdorf-
I always wandered, why I looked different and felt different from everyone else. I stood walking through the library peering through every nook and canny. It was probably like 10:50pm and I had forgotten to pick up some books about photography since they've decided I was an advanced photographer, that maybe I could take the senior photography class now and I could have a free class next year.
I finally found the photography section on the second floor. At my surprise the library wasn't empty. There were 5 medical students snoring up a storm on their desks with open books everywhere, 3 Culinary arts students looking for books, Drama college students going over lines and etc.
As I went to the pick out a book that appealed to my eyes, I see one at the corner of the end of the shelf and walk toward it. There was a familiar sense to it. Like I had seen it before. I opened the book and felt wind swirling around my hair and around me. I closed my eyes, and as I opened them I stood in-front of an enlarged bush and realized I was in some sort of labyrinth?
I looked around frightened. The book turns into a white furred cat. It purrs. I stare at it in both awe and frightened. It was a very ominous thing to be completely honest. I followed it as it led me to an ocean. It must've been the ocean from my balcony view. As I stretched my hands up. I realized that the stars seemed bigger. The purple turned into a lavender.
*Chance, move your finger across the sky twice and tap your nose. I am that white cat dear, doing what I just said will enable your powers and you will see what you can do dear*
I nod as I run my hand across the sky with my pointer finger pointed, two times and then I simply tap my nose and nothing happens. As I tap my nose again in annoyance, In the split of seconds I am in the sky clouds swirling all around me. I hear my name being called.. Logan?
I wake in his arms. I realize that everyone in the library before are now in the labyrinth. He looks at me with sympathy I look around at everyone.
"We found you here.. you were screaming for help... he almost killed you.. you were in a trance... Malcolm tried to kill you.. he was the one behind the deathnote and now he's getting arrested, are you alright?" He asks me. I turn to the side feeling nauseous and puke on the ground shaking. I had a massive headache.. everything seemed to be spinning and my heart beats slowed down tremendously dropping. My eyes fluttered shut and I could have sworn I was bound to die in that exact moment of sickness and darkness.
I feel a tap on my lips and my eyes open wide I see Logan move his face away from mine. I hear the people behind me chattering,
"He just saved her life!?". Everyone cheers. Logan leaves the scene and a paramedic cleans the floor. I see my mouth was already clean from the paramedic before Logan- I guess saved my life.
The paramedics help me to my room and order Logan to watch over me for an extra month until they are sure I'm safe. Malcolm was a student here, where as Logan graduated college at 17 because he was so incredibly smart. He works here now for about 2 years so he's 19. I'm 17 right now. I have an early birthday so I'm turning 18 this year and graduating at 19- I know right? sucks.
I see Logan staring at the balcony. I turn around and stare at the wall. I felt weird everywhere like I was brutally beat up over and over again.. I couldn't eat even if I tried. I couldn't think straight and I couldn't even stand. I felt like a bird whose wings were clipped. Like a trapped little bird. Like if I were in a coma with food.
I didn't realize I was crying till I felt Logan come toward me and wipe my tears. I look away hiding my face in my knees. I feel Logan hug over me.
I put my knees down and look up at him.
"You know, I've seen you before.." I admit looking at him.
"...yeah.. I know" He says choking on everywhere.
I touch his face and stare into his eyes.
"..Can you at least tell me why I know you from my old life?..." I plead. He sighs.
"Alright,- I mean no" He trails off looking away.
"WHY NOT?" I squeal with anger.
"CAUSE YOU MIGHT DIE AGAIN" I had never heard him get mad.
"What do you mean again?" I say nervously.
"N-NOthing." He looks away.
"Logan.." I didn't know what to do so I pulled him close and looked into his eyes again.
"It wouldn't hurt to know one thing.." I whisper with a tear in my eye.
He closes his eyes. and comes toward me.
"If you want to know.. there's only one way" He whispers closer to me.
I feel his lips collide with mine and when I opened my eyes a flash comes toward me.
I see myself dying over and over again.. Malcolm always killing me. Logan and I holding hands and me getting hit by a car..Logan screaming on the floor with anger going toward Malcolm and killing him brutally...in every memory.. it seemed every time I had something with Logan..Malcolm would kill me out of jealousy... as Logan pulls away I see a symbol drawn in blood and Logan on a table covered in blood.
I look at Logan confused and shocked.
He goes to turn away but I lean over him and kiss him again. There are no memories scattering like before..I can only feel that his lips are on mine. He pulls away harshly..
"Stop.. didn't you see in those flashes? we can't even be friends.. and it hurts because no matter what we still do.. this stupid curse put on me but you are suppose to be the key to break the curse... you have to last 12 months here.. its been 3..
"why..?" I ask crying.
"if you could survive 12 months I'll tell you but I doubt that its bound to happen. However, you have survived 3.. the record has been beaten.. I've lost you 32 times.. 32 brutal years of having us fall in love and watching you die no matter how much I protected you.. now you've lasted 3 months.. but I wouldn't rest so easily.. just cause Malcolm is locked up doesn't mean he can't show up or send someone else to kill you.." Logan explains..
That's why he cried in his sleep..
"Why does he kill me..? so what out of greed but still?" I say crying and holding onto Logan talking in his ear. I hold him tight and he does the same. 32 years straight... how painful... yet he still has such a pure heart to not give up...
"It's the curse... he's under it and he doesn't even know... what he's doing and he doesn't even know that I'm his brother.. He became so evil ever since that day that I can't mention. I could die if I mention it to you.. I miss you.. hopefully on the 12th month you memories can restore.." Logan hugs me tight sighing.
I pull away from his grip and close the binds and lock the doors in the room.
"Maybe if we use our powers we could set up a force-field in this room and this could be the one safe place.." I say,
"You know about your powers?" Logan asks scared. I bite my lip. "The voice in my head, led me to that labyrinth to show me how to use my powers" I explain as I moved my hands in a direction. Purple smoke flows around the room. Salt flows , circling around the room in every corner. It makes a sizzling noise as it touches the ground.. like a hot pot touching the water in a sink.
"YOUR A GENIUS!" Logan lifts me by surprise and I hug him tightly.
I see three locks appear in-front of us. One unlocks..?!
"Chance? those are the three locks that lead to the spell being cursed. I thought the 12 months unlocked them all but I guess there are short cuts. You've never found out or used the powers before.. maybe they can lead us to break it! by the way, the voice in your head is your very own mythical mental Angel guide.. you've woken it up maybe this could be when the spell breaks?' Logan kisses me through excitement. Then pulls away embarrassed.
I hug him tightly.
I look at the time..3:00am.. I grow scared.
Angelic figures appear at all the corners in the room. They mumble stuff in an unknown language.
I lay down on the bed and pull the blanket. Logan sleeps on the other bed pulling the blanket on him.
"These angels.. wow.. so beautiful.. so amazing..all I had to do was believe.." Logan responds in awe smiling.
"I feel protected but still could you lay with me please?" I plead scared.
"alright I guess" he says coming near me. He lays down next to me.
"Lay opposite ways I hate morning breath" I complain. He laughs.
"I know" he says in an amused tone.
I wake in the morning... to a beautiful horizon. There's breakfast on my lap and I look up to Logan eating in-front of me.
"Thanks" I say eating a bagel and pouring syrup on the hot cakes and taking a sip of the coffee.
"no problem, Chance" He smiles drinking coffee.
The alarm goes off and I immediately turn it off.
I put on a white short sleeve turtleneck and a golden necklace, black jeans and white vans. Logan goes to the bathroom after I finished getting ready. He comes out in a long-sleeve grey shirt with the sleeves white and the shirt part grey, black jeans and grey sneakers.
I grab my backpack and he follows closing the door and grabbing his phone. He follows me to my class and waits outside.
"Come inside?" I ask. He hesitates then nods.
The class was my photography class. We came in early before the teacher came so we could put the salt all around.. the salt sizzles into the ground and becomes invisible and sealed tight.
"smart" he comments as we see the teacher walk in along with the other students.
"Oh I know" I laugh as everyone gets seated..
"shh" another student says. Logan and I both say shh back to the stuck up student.
"Ahh Logan come up here, I had you before and you were one of my best and favorite students!" The teacher exclaims to Logan smiling up a storm. Logan nods and walks up to the teacher while I watch him.
Logan...funny how you know so much of me.. your kind heart and soul.. your kiss still replays in my mind whenever I think of you..you saved my life after watching me die so many times. Maybe I would survive I hope so.. I think to myself.
After the science class and for every class we out salt. We went to the room and ordered take out talking about our day when we turn on the tv and hear that Malcolm's sentence is for 8 months.
My mouth drops nervously..
"he's being released on my 12th month..?" I feel the tears form from my eyes...
"BUT IT'S ATTEMPT MURDER AND HE KILLED SO MANY STUDENTS?!" Logan goes furious.
"When you have money for bail and your a minor it's easy to have it arranged for your release to be easy.. unless we get a petition signed for him to go to a mental institute? with all the students on the deathnotes friends? and family?" I say with a sudden Idea in my head.
Logan gives me a smile of admiration that it makes me feel so fuzzy inside. He hugs me and starts tickling me like crazy.
"L-L-LOGA-N-N!" I screech throwing a pillow at him.
He laughs as he presses his lips on mine. I smile laughing at the mess of takeout food everywhere as we both start to clean it.
This would take a while to clean for sure..haha