Misunderstandings
I wish I could have written this chapter sooner but I was conked out for about a week, I want to thank hahahahahaha for the sweet review, it was my first one and made my morning ^,^ now on with the story~
"What the hell!?" gray shrieked, backing away from the now living doll.
"who are you?" he questioned aloud, eying her with wandering eyes; searching for some key to her identity. She's pretty graythought eying her with interest and familiar. He finished tilting his head to the side.
He looked around; no one in sight. What am I gonna do? He mentally face palmed himself. Ann'll kill me if I don't find her friend, but he stopped to look at the sleeping girl if I leave her here and something happens it'll be my fault.
He made his decision and knew Ann wasn't gonna like it one bit. He plopped himself right next to her and leaned against the wood backing of the bench. The spring air whistled through the decorated square, loose flowers swayed with the wind and she smelled like raspberries. The combination of the three made gray sleepy and remind him of his mother.
He yawned and his lids hung heavy. Gray slumped over and was about to join her in sleep when a jingle rung through his head. He looked down in the direction of the ring and noticed her left leg slipped out slightly from its place underneath the frills. He would of brushed it off if it wasn't for the anklet from his dream, hung on her left leg.
Who are you? He questioned brushing his hair out of his eyes. I'm probably just imagining her, I haven't had that much sleep, yeah, that's it he thought rubbing his head again, but before he could think anything else; she was snuggling his arm.
Okay, she's real, now whoever's toying with me stop!it isn't funny! He scowled up at the sky while trying to shake her off. It didn't work, in fact, it made it ten times worse.
She now had her arms on his opposite shoulder and her face in the crook of his neck, breathing lightly on his bare skin; her brown hair tickling his face as the wind had blown by. Her umbrella covered both their heads and the frilly lace charms at the end swirled. Gray couldn't have been any redder, by then all he wanted to do was wake the girl up and run, well that was before he could hear giggling.
"i wonder if gray has found her yet" Ann asked Popuri twirling a piece of her long red hair, avoiding the flowers that Popuri carefully wove in her hair.
"yeah" she answered finishing the braids in the front of her head like her cousin Lyla showed her with light pink flowers instead.
" too bad cliff couldn't help, it would've made things a little more interesting" Popuri thought aloud chewing on thumb nail.
"what do you mean?" Ann questioned raising an eyebrow, peaking her interest. "well, what I meant is that, well... never mind" she finished flustered. Who was she to tell Ann that the guy she likes has a crush on their best friend ; hell, if she wasn't so dense she could see it herself.
Ann dropped it and went upstairs to get something and Popuri fixed her fluffy, pale pink dress and readjusted the maroon flower sash at her hip. She twirled and did the 'you want me' look that Kai gave her every summer, in the mirror and wiggling her eyebrows. She burst out laughing, the resemblance was uncanny.
Ann ran down the stairs, almost breaking her neck, with a yellow and blue camera in hand. She had a devilish look on her face and Popuri knew what she had in mind.
"you're gonna take pictures of gray to black mail him with em' latter" she replied dryly with dull eyes. Ann nodded eagerly. "we can take pictures of rick too" she replied with a smirk. The corners of Popuri's mouth curled evilly.
"lets go find a hiding spot!" they called in unison, rushing out the door.
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"Hey Ann?"
"hmn"
"is it just me or do you smell raspberries too" she questioned placing her index finger underneath her chin like her brother. Ann sniffed the air.
"yeah, I do smell em'. No one really eats them so it has to be someones perfume." she finished tapping her chin. " must be jacklin, she loves the stuff, she used to grow em in the greenhouse." Ann's expression rose.
"we can get jacklin too!" she called to Popuri "and cliff, he'll be very easy to get him" Popuri added giggling. they continued on their way to the square till they saw something on the bench.
Unable to see exactly what it was, Ann zoomed in with her camera and snapped a picture. They looked down and giggled.
"Gray looks so embarrassed, look at him! I swear it looks like he's gonna blow!" she whispered to Popuri between hushed giggles.
"they look like a couple! Awww~" Popuri mused with her hands cupping her cheeks. Ann snapped three more pictures each one more adorable than the one before. She would have taken more if gray wasn't staring dead at them.
" Popuri, run!" Ann screeched running for her life, clutching the camera to her chest, looking back to see a confused Popuri.
"Popuri?" she whipped her head around "if gray figures out we have anything on him before we get to use it" she paused looking back to the bench, he was still their. "he'll murder us! Get the picture!" at the word 'murder', Popuri was gone with Ann trying to catch up.
Gray looked left and right, but couldn't locate the giggling. Jacklin only gripped tighter on his arm and her nose was rubbing against his right cheek now; she was a lot stronger than gray, no matter how hard he'd try to push her she wouldn't budge.
"what does this girl eat!?" gray responded in a hush hush tone, pushing her shoulder with no avail. He gave up on pushing her away and decided he'd wait till she'd wake up, or at least let go.
He didn't pay attention to anyone who walked by or whispered while he sat their, or when the music started. He only looked up to her when he heard her whisper something incoherent, at that moment she released her grip from his shoulder.
He moved away, and stood up. Jacklin slipped out of position and sprawled out on the bench like a cat in the morning sun, smile on her face and the umbrella stayed in its place. Gray propped her up swiftly and brushed his hand across her forehead were stray hairs lay and tucked them behind her ear.
After examining her face she whispered again, but gray could hear it as faint mumbling; but he heard it.
"I'm sorry Gray...." her voice was raspy,but soft. Her eyes twitching, as if she was waking up. He looked at her with a confused gaze and shook his head
I'm only hearing things I want to hear, she's just a dream my mind wants to make real. He looked back once more before turning around and helping his father with the stand. It was finished in no time, but gray couldn't help but look at the bench again.
He raised his brow and decided to walk over to the figures looking down at her.
I wake up and rub my eyes,the flower bracelet rubbed against my nose, but I didn't care; it smelled nice. The light was in my face so I didn't open them right away, but shifted the umbrella so my eyes could adjust with some shading.
I could smell cooking and hear light music flowing around. A happy atmosphere. Like the ones back home.
Home the wind gently blew the hairs out of my face as the word flushed into my mind, sensing the discomfort.
I'm never going back, he's there. Another gush of wind blew past taking ribbons with it. My body locked up and I froze with a blank look on my face.
Stop! If you push yourself too much, you'll go past your limit! My brain scolded trying to calm me down, but it didn't work. My heart slammed against my ribcage at an alarming rate, not enough blood to pump that fast
as long as the pain goes away
it was as if time stopped at that moment, reflecting back at that memory. No matter how hard I tried to suppress it, it came back.
"Jacklin, it's alright........ he cant hurt you" I was being hugged by a friend, someone who made the worries go away, the pain, the nightmares; like the first time. My heart slowed down, back to it's normal pace and I looked up to see a smile in their warm blue eyes.
"Thank you cliff" I was on the verge of tears and he knew it, he held me closer. It made me smile and the tears went back .
"Your such a great friend, you always know how to make me feel better" I sniffled into his shoulder, looking up at his face with a face splitting smile. He smiled slightly, rubbing his hand in my hair. I twirled the umbrella letting the charms brush the back of his head.
I reassured him that I was okay, he kissed my forehead like he used to. It always washed away my worries, I watched him as he walked away to go help Duke with set up and began humming to myself,
Breeze song,what a weird name for such a lovely melody I giggled to myself unaware of the two people watching me.
