(A/n – I know I'm focussing a lot on O'Wanda, but they'll be more Jelanie scenes soon)
(Short) Chapter 17: Waking Up
(Wanda's POV)
We were back outside the diner – only this time Ian had my hands in his and was smiling down at me, his crystal blue eyes twinkling.
I looked around to see Mel and Jared stood by, as well as Kyle, Jodi and Lacey.
'Ian – Why is everyone here?' I looked back into his face but he didn't reply, he just stared as if he couldn't understand me.
I tried again and again but got no response. I tried to speak to the others but none of them heard me either.
Looking around the whole street looked different…as though I was looking at it in a picture – there was no colour in the buildings or the posters taped to the nearby lamppost – it was all black and white. And accept for the 7 of us, there were no other people or cars bustling down the road.
I shivered as I felt a cold breeze and something wet and frozen land on my forehead…snow? Other white droplets fell, landing in my hair and on my face – my arms were bare, the little hairs standing up to meet the freezing air.
Why won't anyone talk to me? I tried to move but couldn't get my hands free from Ian's grasp. I looked back into his face to try and get him to let go…only it wasn't his face anymore.
It was burns.
I opened my eyes to an unfamiliar room, a TV in front of me on making me squint from the unfriendly light it produced. I tried to sit but I had what felt like an elephant sat on me – I looked down and realised I was covered with blankets.
I quickly wriggled out of them and tried to remember what happened…what time is it? I patted my jeans pockets but couldn't find my phone, I'm sure I left it there.
It didn't take me long to find it on the floor next to the coffee table in front of the couch I was on…I saw a few messages and missed calls from Mel, and also that it was around 4am, crap Mel's going to kill me.
I sent her a rushed text message to say that I was okay and that I'd come home in the morning – she may not even see it before I'm back, which is what I'm hoping for.
The remote for the TV was on the coffee table, which I turned off – after my eyes adjusted to the darkness I looked around the room and saw a figure sitting close to where I was laying before…Ian.
He was asleep and his arms sprawled out over the armchair's sides, he looked so vulnerable and calm…much better than the angry person I saw yesterday outside the diner. I shivered as I thought about my dream and immediately wanted to be closer to him to make sure it was actually Ian.
It took a couple of tries to stand up from the couch, the blood was rushing to my head again but not in the terrible way like before…I took it easy, noticing an ache in my neck and shoulders from sleeping on the couch.
I stood in front of Ian, watching his chest rise and fall with his deep sleepy breaths for a moment. Brushing the palm of my hand down his cheek I noticed he was cold. I imagine that I got all of the blankets in the house which left him with no choice but to sleep without one.
Pulling the top blanket from the pile, thankfully it was thick and fluffy, I walked back over to where Ian was – I didn't want to sleep again, but I didn't want to be away from him either…so I tried to wake him, it was selfish of me to do so but I wanted to lay with him.
I pulled on his hand, tried talking to him, lifted his head from his shoulder – but he was still out cold.
I sighed, and oh so carefully sat in his lap. I swung my legs over the arm of the chair so they rested on the couch next to it, I put the blanket around us and snuggled into his chest. I wish we could just go back to being like this…
As I shuffled around, trying to find the comfiest position, he mumbled something incoherent and moved his arms around me, I looked up into his face, wondering whether he was now awake, but he was still sleeping soundly – I chuckled to myself as I laid my head back down on his chest…
After a few minutes my eye lids grew heavy again and I drifted back into unconsciousness, protected from any bad dreams with Ian's arms safely around me.