So excited! It's Christmas tomorrow! Yaay! Now who's ready to partaaaay?
Alright now, I'm gonna try to answer some of the 'questions' in this story like the girl who randomly kissed Jack. Bet y'all forget about her didn't ya? And I bet ya didn't think about what the flower could be in the last chapter. Hint: I made it up. XP
The old, abandoned house.
Yes, you're probably thinking I'm crazy for going there but my mind is all fluff and hazy. Plus I'm positive that this is the only place that Jack or my brothers will never find me.
I look around me, checking to see if anyone would see me go in. It's clear. I walk up the dirty pathway, shivering as it got colder with each step. What the freak am I doing? I jump as a mouse scampers in front of my feet.
Ok, calm down Kim, calm down, there's nothing to be afraid of.
WHOO WHOO
I scream as an owl swoops down right above me, it would have clawed my face if I didn't bend down. I start to breathe deeply, trying to get my heart beat back to its normal pace. I soon regain myself and walk up to the front door. It's a dark, dull shade of blue and there's no doorbell, only an old, brass knocker. I reach out to use it but then I retract my arm, mentally slapping myself. No one lives here! Why would I need to knock? Even though I've convicted myself just to go in, I steel feel a massive urge to knock before entering. I shake my head and reach out to turn the handle but my hand just meets a flat door surface. I look down in surprise only to see that the door was missing a handle. It didn't have a hole of where it used to be, this door genuinely had no handle. There was also no key lock. The knocker was the only thing on the door.
I try pushing the door but no such luck. I walk around the house, hoping to find another way in. I don't know why but I'm determined to find a way in. It's like someone set up this challenge for me. I come across 8 other doors but they're all the same! A dark, dull blue with only a brass knocker. There's something screaming at me, telling me to go back home but I feel a strong pull to stay.
I soon find a beautiful, little cottage hiding in the garden. It was surrounded by the greenest grass and most exquisite flowers. I bend down to take a better look at the flowerbed and gasp. It's that flower from my dream. I thought it was only something my imagination had created. I shake my head and mentally slap myself. How am I so sure about this? It's probably some common flower that I've never seen before. I'm not exactly the type to bend down and sniff flowers in my free time, so it makes sense. I then stupidly grasp the stem. The stem that held the 'poison'. I quickly retract my hand, realising what I did. Yes I know I'm thinking that it's not possible for the flower in my dream to be real but I'm still going to be cautious. The world around me starts spinning and that's when I realise that I didn't make up that flower, it's real. Then the colours fade out and the last thing I remember is my arm breaking my fall.
"How could he have not recognised me?!" I hear someone screech. I peek out my head from behind the rocks and see a girl stirring up a mixture in what looked like a cauldron. Uh oh. She's probably mental. "It's me, it's me!" She yells into the mixture. Yep. Definitely mental.
"I feel sorry for the poor guy that's forgotten her" a voice behind me says. I cover my mouth, trying to muffle my squeal.
"Hey!" I whisper-yelled "You scared the living day lights outta me!" He smirks and I grab his shirt and pull him down "Careful would ya?" I scold "She might see you! So stay low"
"Oh Kimberly," he starts, I raise an eyebrow "Don't you remember that this is only a dream?"
"But my dreams now somehow relate to my everyday life so shut up and get down!"
"Have you ever actually listened to them?" He asks. I look at him weirdly.
"Don't try the wise mumbo-jumbo dream boy, of course I've listened to them! They're my dreams!"
"Have you even thought that they might actually mean something? That they might be giving you advice on what to do or they're trying to tell you something?" I open my mouth to respond but then I quickly shut it. Dream boy has got a point.
"Hey can I ask you a question?" I say, hiding even lower behind the rocks
"You just did but shoot" he replies, sitting down next to me.
"'How come I had 'kissed' you that one time and you had turned out to be Jack? And now you're not?" I ask, looking away into the ocean. I hear a silence next to me. "Come on dream boy, answer my-" I stop as I turn my head and see that he had disappeared... AGAIN.
"This is getting really frustrating you know!" I yell into the air. Stupid move.
"Who's there?" The crazy girl yells. Oops.