“Hey Regalia, are you okay?” My best friend, Carmen, asked. Her Latin features moved into a puppy-dog face. That day she had her waist-length, dark brown hair tied into a braid. Her make-up was done in soft brown tones and natural colors. She wore a red, v-necked shirt with skinny jeans and white high-tops. She sat on my couch and un-braided her hair. It fell into long waves down her back.
“No, my life sucks! The only good thing about it is you and Dex. But that’s it. I don’t have a boyfriend, not that I even want one, and my parents never pay any attention to me or Ashley, I basically have nothing to live for. I might as well kill myself! No one would notice.” I replied as I sat next to Carmen. I ran a brush through my long, black hair. My icy, blue eyes looked into Dex’s deep, brown eyes.
“Now come on! It’s only Monday. Wait awhile and see. It’ll get better, I promise.” My other best friend, Dex says. It didn’t.
At work the next day, it was super busy. I’d worked at a local pool. It was the last day that we were open, thank God! The weatherman said that there was to be no more warm or hot weather. Just cool weather from there on out. I was kind of glad, yet kind of not. I’d needed the activity to keep me busy. But hey, I could sleep in! Those were the only ups and downs I could think of.
This year I will be a senior. Then I’ll be off to college. I’ll probably like college, but my high school years have sucked! I was cheated on my freshman year and I lost the only man I’d ever loved. Then my sophomore year, my best friend and boyfriend died in a car accident. Then my junior year, when my parents earned all of their millions of dollars, they paid less and less attention to Ashley and I. Wonder what’ll happen to me this year?
Later, when I’d gotten home, I sat down on my couch and turned the TV on. The weather reporter walked on to the screen. Apparently the cold was coming in faster. Just to say, the weatherman’s prediction was very incorrect. We all found out the next day to wear a coat instead of a light jacket, as he had recommended. Boy was he an idiot! They fired him soon after that broadcast.
The morning the cold came, I awoke to see the thermostat reveal that it was 54 degrees in my room. I jumped out of bed, put on my house coat and make a mad dash for the thermostat. I bumped it up to 80 degrees. I slowly walked down the stairs to my living room as the grandfather clock in the hallway chimed seven times. I walk to the fireplace and light a fire. I laid down on the couch and to watch a movie on TV. But before long, the fire’s warmth lulled me to sleep.
I’m awaked by excessive pounding on my front door. I get up slowly and walk to the door. As I open the door, Carmen just about hits me in the face as she was about to continue the implacable knocking. Instead she grabs me around the waist and hugs me so tight that I couldn’t breathe. I slowly unwrap her arms, seeing as how I was much stronger then she, and tell her to breathe. She takes a few breaths before latching onto me again. Dex just looks plain uncomfortable. He smiles at me and turns around.
“What’s up, Carmen?”
“We thought something terrible had happened to you!” She explains, finally releasing me from her hug.
“Yeah, you weren’t answering any of our texts or calls!” Dex added, suddenly becoming very angry as he turned around to face me. I could see in his eyes that he was not only angry, but that he was relieved.
“We thought you were dead!” Carmen exclaims. Dex mumbled something like, more like you did.
“I’m fine, I was just sleeping. I fell asleep on the couch in the living room and my phones in my room.” I replied, trying to hide the smile and giggles threatening to blemish my cool exterior. “Why didn’t you just try the landline?”
“It must be disconnected or something, cause it won’t ring.” Dex says, quietly.
“I don’t know why it would be. Ma hasn’t said anything.”
“So, forgetting the past 30 minutes or so, you wanna hang out?” Carmen asked, biting her bottom lip as she does so often. She bites her lip whenever she’s embarrassed.
“Sure, just make ya’lls self at home. I’m going to go change real quick.” I sprint up the stairs to my room and shut the door behind me. I threw on a pair of black sweatpants, a dark blue V-neck tee, and a black pair of socks. I bushed my hair out and took off the rest of my make-up. Then I stopped to take a look at myself in the mirror. I looked normal. Yet, for some strange reason, I didn’t feel it. The cold must have brought some weird insecurity disease.
I went back to my friends and spent the rest of the day of the day with them. We went to the mall and the food court, and then we found our back-to-school outfits. Dex settled for a new pair of dark blue jeans, very colorful high-tops, a thin, yellow tee, and a brown leather jacket. Carmen went for a pair of skinny jeans, a purple, lacy blouse, black boots with faux fur around the top, and a black jacket. I decided on a pair of black, stiletto boots, a black leather and lace dress that came to my knees and a real cape with faux leather on the outside and faux fur on the inside.
Once the day had ended, I climbed in my car and headed for home. I drove a brand new, sleek, black Camaro. It was already dark outside. And I had a long way home. While Dex and Carmen lived in town, I on the other hand lived way out in the woods. I was very tired, my eyes already drooping.
My phone buzzed with a text. I grabbed my phone and read it. It was from Mark, a cousin of mine. He was texting me to pull over, turn off the car and its lights, lock all of the doors and lie down in the seat. I ignored it as a prank and dismissed it. But as my eyes return to the road, I saw something huge and swerve to miss it. Unfortunately, I was driving very fast, and on new gravel. Not to mention that it was raining. You could probably see what went wrong there. I lose control of the wheel and crash into a tree. I was knocked out.
In a dream, I was in a meadow. But I wasn’t alone. My long since dead sister, Morgan was there. She’s holding my head in her lap. Her long, black hair made an eerie pop against the red sky. I look around to see that the trees and flowers around us are charred black. It scared me to lay eyes upon. Then I had a scary thought, was I dead?
“Morgan, where am I?” I ask, looking at her. I notice that she has dark circles under her eyes, like she needed a lot of sleep.
“You’re in Morrow’s Valley, a place where those who are caught between Life and Death go. But it was once beautiful.”
“What do you mean by, once was?”
“I mean, that ever since Ezra and his dark angels took over, it has been destroyed. He didn’t like it. He wanted it to match the rest of the dimensions he’s took over and destroyed.”
“Who’s Ezra?”
“You’ll find out soon enough. But only two people can restore it back to normal, as with all the others.”
“Who are they?”
“Soon, my darling, soon.” And with that the dream fades away. And I’m in pain. Not only my body, but it seems my brain as well.
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