Sup guys! Okay, like you said, I am NOT going to take away the chart. So... uh... I guess now... enjoy! lol.
Aura colors.
Red: Anger, fear, jealous, mean. stress, annoyed
Orange: Thoughtfulness, courage, confidence, curious,
Yellow: Optimistic, happy, friendly, kind
Green: Peaceful, compassion, down-to-earth
Blue: Sensitive, moody, concern.
Violet: Benevolence, conceited, self-absorb
Pink: Love, friendly
Gray: Depression,sadness, exhaustion
Black: ill/sick, imminent death
White: Normal, calm
The rain. The sound of it drumming on the roof of the Palmwoods. Drops sliding down the window pane. Staring out at the sky, which is now blanketed with fluffy sheets of gray, filling the whole apartment with depression.
We're all are. Wonder if James' depression is contagious
It's been about four days since I found him on the bathroom floor cutting himself.
Right now, I'm staring out of the window at the rain, thinking, wondering, and worrying, and maybe scared out of my mind. Logan is as worried as I, but for two reasons, or should I say worrying for two people. James and Carlos. Yes, I said Carlos.
I found Carlos' aura is gray as well. I shrugged it off at first 'cause I thought it was from exhaustion. But since Carlos hasn't done anything, it made me think that James' infectious depression is effecting our little yellow aura sunshine too. But I found out that's not the case yesterday. I heard coughing, and found it was him, and his aura is black. I freaked out, but found out the reason why Carlos hasn't been active in over three days is because he felt ill, as in he's sick in bed... right now.
Logan is taking care of him now. Great to have a future doctor in the house. He is paying more of his attention on his boyfriend more than his depressing friend. Yes, I said boyfriend. Carlos and Logan had officially a couple just like me and James.
Oh. James. What is wrong? It has been four day and he haven't gave me any clues or a hint. Even though if he didn't know he is giving it to me.
Right now, James is combing his hair. Finally, something normal. But his aura is still gray. Come on James! Change color already!
Well, it's been a week, Carlos is feeling better. His color his not pale and he's back to his normal yellow-aura self. I'm glad.
Right now, we're all in class, time for English. But instead of Ms. Collins teaching us about Shakespeare, which is our lesson for two weeks now, there was someone coming in. I think she said a guidance counselor. Why do we have a guidance counselor here?
He is were to talk about child abuse. I roll my eyes at that.
Carlos raise his hand. "Uh, why are we learning about that? We already know about that and know that it's illegal-" Yeah, I know right?
"But people still do them." Logan interrupted him.
"Why?"
"Well, lots of reasons for their actions." The guidance say. " People abuse their child because their drunk, or a drug addict. That's the most common. Or people who them because they think their child killed their spouts. Or someone just has a very sick mind and harm them instead." Okay, now that is sad and stupid of them.
After nonstop talking about it, even though we all already know about that, the guidance ask, "So, since we already know about it, has anybody ever seen someone got abuse for real?"
No one raise their hand. I smile since that's a good thing. Right? But then I saw James biting his thumb nail nervously.
"Come on, don't be shy."
Then, from the corner of my eyes, I saw James hands trembling.
"No one? Okay, good. Because I am going to show you a video to show you what child abuse looks like so that if you witness it, you can contact the police. Physical you know immediately, but how about emotional child abuse? Let's see. Would someone hit the lights?"
Lucy's the one to do so.
The first one to show is emotional abuse, saying that it's difficult to see and witness. I look around the room and saw all the students auras are grayish blue or just gray showing sadness. I feel sorry for them. People all ages got abuse just for that.
After the emotional abuse is over, the first half, the second half of the video is physical abuse, where you witness a parent hitting their poor, helpless, child with their fist, by kicking, or anything they can find near them. My heart drop to my stomach seeing that. I look around again seeing some people's auras are red and/or gray. I turn back to the screen.
Then I saw James again. He had had an empty piece of paper in hand crumble it up as his hand form a shaking fist.
"James? You alright?" No answer. He's still putting his head down. I sigh. If he doesn't feel like watching, why didn't he gave the paper that said if we are okay to watch it. I mean, before this, a few days ago, Ms. Collins gave us the sheet and if they don't return the paper, it means it's okay for them to watch.
After the video, everyone had froze, until the light had turn back on, hitting peoples eyes, making me, and them, groan.
After a bit more talking, the guidance left. I look around once more and peoples aura is all colors again. Logan, Carlos, and I turn our heads to James' direction. Heads still down on his desk.
"James? You alright?" Logan ask. And before I knew it, without lifting his head up, he sprint out the door, slamming the door behind him. As the door slam, people shut up, heads shooting at the door, even Ms. Collins. No one knew what just happened besides us three so they keeps on minding their own business. I lean closer to his wooden desk and saw small puddles of water. I eye the two in worry. Carlos whip it off with his long sleeve.
I glace at the wall clock and saw that class is almost over so I sprint out the door. I stop at the middle of the lobby seeing it's empty until Mr. Bitters came out from his office to do paperwork on his desk. His aura is red, like always, but I don't blame them. That's how he is. Right now he either feels stress or annoyed.
I come up to him. "Hi Mr. Bitters. How you seen James?"
"You mean the one curled up in the corner by the stairs?" Huh? Okay.
"Uh, Thanks for the help." I walk over to the stare and saw James curled up into a ball near the bottom of the stairs. What if someone was going down? Oh whatever, at that time, no one goes down the stairs, just the elevator.
Instead of saying another word, I gently try to get his attention by touching his back, about to rub smooth circles, but when I barely touch, he was already cringing in fear. Gray, not red. Why is he in fear if he looks gray? Maybe it's just me. Maybe my powers is malfunctioning. Oh whatever, I'm gonna deal with that later.
"James. What's the matter?"
"Nothing." He mutter.
I stare at him. This is not just nothing. "Something is up. I know. All your strange behavior, and crying in the middle of the night, went missing, until I found you. You breakdown at the Palmwood's park, and cut, saying you need to get rid of your pain... now you were silently tearing up after seeing the physical abuse part of the video, what the he-" I stop there, realizing what just happen. Did he just gave me a clue? And did it happen to him? No way! His face and body looks flawless. No permanent scars or anything! But I decided to ask myself. "James, did you get abuse?"
He shakes his head slowly.
"Did you saw someone got abuse? Someone you love?"
He nods.
"Do I know this person?"
He shrugs. But two seconds later, he nod. Come on. I know a lot of people James knows. Then I gasp at what I was thinking.
"Did you abuse someone?" Wait, why did I ask that? Of course the answer is no if he nods at the second question I ask. And I ask again when I noticed his action for an answer. Nodding.
No way.
We both stayed silence. Me, still shocked and thinking while he's just sitting there, curled up back facing me. And when none of us said a word, he stumble back up and run up the stairs. I don't bother to follow. He does need some space and time.
My head is spinning. I can't get this all to add up. The answers he gave me. How can you abuse someone and witness it at the same time? Is that even possible? And when did this happen? How really? Even though I can solve anything, I can't solve this. I guess I need more clues to be able to add it up. No puzzle has only two pieces. There should be more.
"Kendall? What are you thinking?" Logan ask. I look up at him from my bowl of cereal. I saw Logan is eating toast as Carlos pour cereal in his helmet again.
"I was just-" I stop. I didn't tell him or Carlos about what James told be yesterday. Well, he didn't really answer verbally, just small simple, everyday movement. I don't know if I should tell them. If I do, they won't believe me. Heck, I don't even believe him! I mean no way did James hurt anybody! He's a nice, harmless, friendly guy! I didn't finish. I just act casually as if I was easily distracted by something.
"Hello friends." I hear James greet us from upstairs. We look up and didn't see him. I found him, already down the slide. He stand up grinning like an idiot. He come up to Logan first. " Hey Logie." Then Carlos, patting our little yellow aura friend's head. "Sup Carlitos." Then he walk over to the other side where I am and walk behind me. I look behind me at him. He end up cupping my face. "Morning Baby Cakes." He coo. Baby Cakes? That's a new one. He smile and let go, walking to the kitchen. I turn back to my two friends.
"Bipolar?" Carlos guess.
"Mood swings." Logan say.
I look down at my lap in shame. I can't help up thinking the way he's acting is my fault. I don't know how or why, but I just think that. I look back up and glace over my shoulder to the kitchen to see him. "Acting." I corrected the two. He must be acting like this in the day because he doesn't want the two to know that he's truly in his depress stage. If so, Logan will ask questions just like I did yesterday and things will come out. Even though it will help, I just can't help myself but to found out myself. I don't need help at all.
I guess he just needs some time. Mostly some space. Because the last thing he wants is his friends to worry and pestering him every minute. I wouldn't want that also.
After a while, Logan and I are doing homework Ms. Collins has assign. I am so stress. This is unbelievably impossible to do! I can't see why Logan had no problems... oh right. His brain is his textbook.
Carlos had gone to the lobby doing something with Katie and for James, I don't know. Let's just say he left out the door without a word except giving me a note that said " Going out. Be back at seven for dinner." But before I can say anything he's already out the door. I didn't even bother to follow.
Where is he! Where is my hazel-eyed, gray- aura boyfriend! It's like one in the morning! I can't even sleep until I know that he's okay. What if he's out? At this night, he would be jumped or... or worse! I can think of like ten things that can happen to him at this time! What if he in the hospital? What if he end up drunk and walk or drive home? What if he got hit? What if he got mugged in an alley? What if- wait, okay Kendall, just calm down. Nothing's going wrong. Maybe James is in our bedroom unseen. He's been out and I found him in the bed afterward, right? I'm scared. I was tired of waiting I guess I cried myself to sleep. I miss him so much. A knock woke me up. I look at the time and it's about a quarter pass three. I wipe my tears. Knocking was heard again, but a bit louder.
Must be him, but why knock? Did he forget his key? Or whatever. Before I knew it, I found myself running full speed towards the door. I turn on the lights to brighten the room and open the door.
I let out a gasp at what I saw. The state my boyfriend is in.
He's a crying mess. Eyes red and puffy. His face and arm full of cuts and bruises. He's slightly hunched over with a hand rested on his stomach. His lip is bleeding slightly in the corner of his mouth and his face has turned red. Now I really regret turning on the lights.
"James... wha- what happen to you?" I let out a shaky breath. With no answer, he just gave me an unexpected surprise attack by throwing himself onto me and sobbing hard. I wrap my arms around him. Trying my best to comfort him. I help him to the couch.
After he's calm enough I ask, "What happen?"
No answer.
"Did you get beat up in an alley?"
"Kinda." His voice is hoarse.
"What happen?"
"They beat me up. I beat them up, and I run away hiding then cry at the memory that had came back.
"Memory? What memory?"
"The pain."
"What pain."
He says nothing else. He stands up and I help him get to bed.
"What happen to him?" I saw Carlos and Logan had came out of their room shock expression on their faces.
"Tell you in the morning." I murmur and walk to my room and gently place James in bed.
The next morning I told Carlos and Logan what happen to their best friend, and my boyfriend. Those two have been blue-aura-ed for, like, almost everyday. My guess is that my aura is been blue everyday. Or red for fear. Even though I can't see my own, I can still guess.
Okay, I got some clues that had helped me. Maybe I can solve it now. Let's see, he abuse someone, he witness it though, he said the pain of the memory is agonizing, and he cries whenever the pain goes back. But I need to know more. What happen and who did it happen to if it's not him.
But why am I seeing gray on him only? He has change emotion. Even when he's acting. If he's depress, it will soon be too powerful to control and he can't act. So, what's going on? I need to learn more about my aura-seeing powers... after I found out about James maybe it will show up on the way.
It's been a week now. James had healed. Able to do anything again and all that. Right now I'm looking out the window thinking. Somehow looking out the window helps me concentrate better.
"James?"
"James!"
"Jamie! Where did you go!"
"Ugh, where is that boy!"
I turn away from the window and saw the two running around the apartment. "Why are you looking for him? He's been in his bed all day."
"No he's not Kendall!" Carlos say stopping his tract in front of me.
I jump. "What are you talking about?" What if it happens again?
"He's not in bed where he left him and we look everywhere. Every inch and James is not there!" Really? Did James really leave? I didn't hear the door open and close. "He's been gone for like two hours now!"
"Guys, bad news." Logan say running up to us.
"What's up?" Carlos ask.
"He's missing."
"Well, thank you captain obvious." I roll my eyes.
"No! I mean he's really missing! He's gone! I found his window open."
"He ran away?" Carlos and I simultaneously holler. Logan nod.
I run to my laptop and track his cell phone like Kelly did to Gustavo once. Took awhile though. I then stare confuse at the screen at the result.
"He's in Minnesota?" I ask.
"What is he doing there? Is he homesick?" Carlos ask.
"I don't think so." I mumble. By the hints that he gave me for the past two weeks or so, it looks like he went there to find something or someone, or just to find a way to get rid of the pain.
"Well, let's go back. Back to Minnesota!" Logan say and I close my laptop and run out the door. Carlos and Logan on my tail.
Done! Okay, what do you think of this? Now the clues that you found out in this chapter. What so you think is going on with James? And why did James run back home to Minnesota? Tell me youe guess by review! If you have no guesses, REVIEW anyways! Later.
