So I guys, thanks for all the reviews, this chapter is… sort of random dreamish type chapter think… I honestly don't know, the idea came to me at night… JARA SOON TO COME! Um… Sorry if this isn't as good as the last one, it's a bit rushed at the end but oh-well… SORRY ABOUT THAT!
NOW READ! *Espeon used Psybeam, its super effective!*
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The Dream…
She felt her head scream as she sat up as she scratched the few blades of grass off her shoulders.
Like time I am a traveler
I ride the hour hand right back to you
Like a moment fills a frame
My heart is just a prisoner of the truth
The smell of summer lingered in the air hugging her like a blanket regardless of her bunny pajamas.
Struggling up to her feet, she found herself in... Her childhood park?
Do you recall, do you remember?
Like a summer in December we were lost
We were lost
Everything was in-tact. The trees were the same height, the paths still had the faint memories of previous hop-scotch games etched onto them, benches worn with years of use.
Laughter bubbled up from the park and curious, she walked over remembering the route from years past.
It came so easily to her; she didn't even have to try which she found funny since she hadn't thought of this place for a few years.
The grass stung under her feet but she didn't care. She found herself running to the playground, skipping madly.
The park always filled her with such joy.
The playground, though, was empty; in fact the whole park was empty, apart from two kids by the swings.
The boy was slightly wiry, with shaggy blonde hair, and a smile that looked ever so familiar.
But the girl was even more familiar. Scraggy black hair falling down her back, and the tendency to be slightly chubby.
Carolina when the sun falls on the ocean I can see
Every part of you's a part of me
The summer sun that warms the worries takes the troubles off my mind
For a little while
Oh Carolina
Oh Caroline
"Push me higher! Higher, Jerome, higher!" The girl's giggled filled the park.
"Mara, my arms are getting tired!" He complained.
Wait, they were playmates? She racked her brain trying to remember, well, she could remember having a play partner, but she could never remember his name.
"Look its Mick!" She shouted whilst jumping out of the swing.
She ran over to him as she watched herself hug the shorter blonde boy. Jerome stood in the background though, with a pained look on his face.
She walked over to him, surprised he didn't notice her.
"Hello," she whispered but nothing came out.
"Jerome!" She screamed but nothing.
"Hey Jerome! Come over here!" Mick shouted.
"Yeah Mick?" Jerome said.
"My sensei taught me a new move, can I try it on you."
"Nah, Mick, no thanks."
"Oh come, what you're a scaredy cat?"
"No, it's just-"
"Jerome, you never do anything, you're a wimp." Mick said, with a disgusting proud look on his face.
Jerome punched Mick, hard.
"Jerome!" Mara screamed, pushing him.
"Come on, let's go get my mom, 'kay Mick?" She guided him away as she saw Jerome break down in tears.
Falling to her knees next to him, she tried to comfort him, but he slipped through her fingers like dust.
The next thing she felt was the sense that she was suspended in mid-air, as if she was floating.
The darkness wrapped her like a hug, embracing her.
The darkness started to clear and light shone brightly on her eyes making her have to shield her eyes as she tried to identify where she was.
She was obviously in his room, as she saw him as he lay on the bed reading a comic book. Instantly, she blushed because of the thought of him seeing her in her duck pajamas, but reminded herself that he couldn't see her at all.
Looking at him, she noticed how his eyes seemed to shine, tears maybe?
The scene, though, seemed extremely familiar. She racked her brain for a while until the door opened.
When I thought my life was hopeless
Saw freedom in the color of your eyes
It seems life is just a circle :
We live, we laugh, we love, we hurt, we cry
It was… her?
"Come to tell me what a mean, horrid person I am?" His voice held an edge that she hadn't noticed before, probably because she was so oblivious to his troubles.
"Listen, Jerome, I appreciate all your help on everything, but I'm not the smear campaign type." Had she always sounded that needy?
Looking back at Jerome, she felt her heart break as she saw his face, his eyes trying to fight tears. Why, why, why hadn't she noticed this?
Do you recall, do you remember?
Like a summer in december we were lost
We were lost
"I know…" His voice caught in his throat," You know I wish I could be normal, like you. Do the right thing. Do you remember how you felt when your parents dropped you off here for the very first time?"
"Yeah, nervous, nauseous… but I knew they weren't abandoning me, they just wanted me to have a good future." Her reasoning seemed so weak.
She knew what was coming next, the crushing truth. Her little bubble of Mick had stopped her from helping him.
She saw his neck muscles strain from the effort of trying to keep control of himself, as she knew the next part of his conversation was the hardest for him.
"My parents… Wanted something else," he took a deep breath," to get rid of me. They left me here, to rot… and I guess that's what I did."
Carolina when the sun falls on the ocean I can see
Every part of you's a part of me
The summer sun that warms the worries takes the troubles off my mind
For a little while
"You're not rotten," she tried to comfort him.
"Can I ask you something?" She noticed how Jerome's face quirked when he heard this, hoping for the best.
"What you said to Mick about people in glass houses and keeping secrets… is he? Was he seeing someone whilst he was away?" All the color drained out of his face as his jaw clenched.
Oh Carolina
Oh Caroline
Oh Caroline
"I so badly want to say yes… but hey, I can't. I guess you bring out the best in me Mara Jaffray."
"So what?" She said.
She watched as Jerome picked up the letter, his face dead, his hand reached up to his eye to try and stop the emotions.
"He didn't get the scholarship!" She exclaimed.
"No." He simply said.
"But why wouldn't he tell me?"
"Maybe some people like keeping secrets." It felt as if a switch was turned on as she thought of his letter and his secrets.
She gave everything up with Jerome for Mick, completely ignoring his problems.
The scene started to fade again as she prepared herself for the worst and the feeling of floating embraced her once again, this time, feeling comforting and warm as if she were floating in silk.
She was in a small church, one she always went to as a kid. It was filled for what looked like a wedding. Wondering what this had to do with Jerome, she took a seat near the back relieved to find that she could actually sit on the seat.
Scanning the crowd, she saw the members of Anubis house, yet they were different somehow… older.
The music signaled the bride down the aisle and everyone turned their attention to her.
It was… Herself?
Jerking back she saw the groom was Mick, standing there, beaming brightly.
Scanning the crowd once more with a sense of urgency, she looked for Jerome, and saw him sitting with Joy.
He looked miserable, his eyes brimming with tears as he ran his fingers through his hair like he always did when he was never. She urged him to look at her, and as if on command they locked eyes.
Despite the pain in his eyes though, He managed to give her a shrug and tilted his head back.
Before she could call out to him, the scene transformed once more, this time they were at the outdoor reception.
It was sprinkling lightly but the tarp covered them.
The sounds of clinking champagne glasses signaled speeches as she the members of Anubis went up to the stage to deliver their speeches.
First Amber went up, followed by Nina and so on, and then it got to Joy.
"Well, when I was a junior at school, I never thought these two would stay together, you know, the Mathlete and the Athlete, but it seems that the Anubis house worked magic on all of us. I mean, Jerome and I couldn't be happier just like Mick and Mara. I hope you two have a wonderful marriage."
Why am I still falling?
Carolina when the sun falls on the ocean I can see
Every part of you's a part of me
The summer sun that warms the worries takes the troubles off my mind
For a little while
Joy and Jerome were married. This dream was getting crazy, find Jerome, she told herself and her feet started moving to the edge of the cliff where she saw him.
His face was lit up by the pale moon highlighting his bone structure (A/N I could figure out no other way to say this), he looked out to the ocean.
Never had he looked so beautiful, yet so sad.
"Why didn't you help me Mara?" His voice shook.
"What, I-"
"It doesn't matter anymore, I mean, it will never matter."
She felt the tears start to slide down her cheeks as all the pain she caused him seemed to fall on her all at one.
The weight was overbearing.
"Jerome, please-"
It was so fast; she didn't even see him jump. He didn't scream, he just jumped and accepted that he was killing himself.
She ran off the cliff praying that this was a dream and jumped after him.
The night air rushed past her battering her. The black waves hurried to open their monstrous jaws.
She was being pushed under by the waves so quickly that she couldn't find him.
Spluttering back to the surface, she realized he was gone… and she did nothing to stop him. The one person she was supposed to save didn't make it.
Just let yourself drown, Mara, his voice called to her from far away…
She woke up.
Oh Carolina
Oh Caroline
Yeah, yeah, whooooa~
I'm broken down…
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Well, sorry if the end is a bit random and rushed but I wanted to start the new chapter. I liked this one, I might do another dream at some point as like a one-shot but meh, I wanna stick with this. Oh, and sorry if the lyrics and randomly put in places, I left it to the end and didn't pay too much attention. :/ /:
R&R please and I will see you all, bye!
Eskimo kisses,
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