When I came back to reality, I thought what happened was dream. I hoped it was a dream, because if not, I would probably be considered insane.

I opened my eyes, and as they focused, I rolled over toward my window and hoped there would be nothing there. The first thing I noticed when I turned is was pitch dark outside. I had to have been out for a few hours. Snow was softly falling outside. My vision was as clear as it was going to get without having my glasses on. I sat up upon my elbow and looked on the ground to where I fell...and then I realized...

How did I get on my bed?

I then thought my mom must have put me in bed. I must be driving her mad.

With no sign of my glasses, I turned my head to my nightstand and there they were. I sat up and put them on. I reached for my phone and checked the time. I couldn't believe my eyes, it was 11pm.

How could I have slept more than 10 hours?!

As I stared at my phone replaying the moments I remember before passing out, I hear someone clear their throat. I didn't want to turn around. I was not only afraid of what I would see, but how I would feel.

I slowly turn around, and sure enough, Jack was there. Sitting on my desk.

"Gee, I thought you would never look over here!" he said with a grin on his face. As I opened my mouth to scream, he rushed over to my bed and covered my mouth with both of his hands. He chuckled and brought his face in front of me.

"Okay, okay I know your freaked out. But screaming isn't going to help. I mean, your mom is just going to come up here and she's not see me and she's gonna think you've went batty." he said rolling his eyes.
"So, I'm going going to explain everything to you, if you promise not to scream. Look at me.."

His eyebrows came together and his icy eyes turned serious.

"...nod if you promise not to scream."

I honestly didn't know what to do. I was so confused. My hallucinations had never been this interactive. The only reason I questioned if this was a dream or not was because Jack's hands were so cold.They weren't cold enough to hurt me, but they were freezing. His face gave me the same look every time he wanted me to keep my mouth shut so it would keep him from getting in trouble. Honestly, if I was going crazy, I didn't care.

I nodded my head slightly.

Jack let out a sigh of relief and took his hands away from my mouth. He laid down on my bed and put his hands behind his head casually. I stood up and started pacing back and forth. I ran my hands through my hair. Jack laughed. I turned my head toward him.

"What's so funny?" I snapped.

"You are..." He said with a smirk.

"I mean, you're just the same as when I left."

I rolled my eyes and chuckled.

"Wow, I guess I am insane."

"Kat, don't ya get it yet? Your not crazy." Jack said standing up.

"I mean you are, but not crazy crazy..." He said jokingly. He stood in front of me.

"Well, I don't know.." I say "This seems pretty nutty to me.."

"Okay, since you don't believe me. Look me in the eyes and tell me you don't believe I'm real." Jack put his hands on my cheeks and looked me in the eyes. As I looked into his eyes, he seemed so real. His face, his eyes, and even his presence. For some reason, this didn't seem like a dream anymore.

This was real.

All of a sudden my body was filled with an emotion. It wasn't happiness or joy, but anger. I suddenly shoved Jack away and he fell back, surprised.

"Where the hell have you been all this time?!" I yelled.