Friday, December 20, 2013

Chapter 14: Earth

Friday,
  May 10, 2008

            When Peter and I went roller skating, it made me head over heels in love with him. I wish I was with him right now. That Friday I was planning to tell Pete that we could no longer see each other. I felt so good about myself that day. When I got to school, I walked to my locker. Peter was there talking to his friends, and waiting for me. I swear, Peter was as loyal as a golden retriever. Peter looked at me, and smiled. “Hey babe,” he said.
            “Hi,” I said in a cheerful tone.
            “Oh, well someone is in a good mood,” said Peter’s friend.
            “Leah, I don’t think you have met my friends,” said Peter.
            I had a puzzled look on my face. “No, I don’t think I have.”
            “This is Parker, and Ethan.”
            Parker was tall, dark red hair, the greenest eyes, and was built. That boy had some pretty great muscles, from what I remember. Ethan, well he was average size. He was still pretty cute though. He had blond hair and eyes like the ocean.
            “Hello,” I said with a smile, to both of the boys.
            “Hi,” they both said to me.”
            “I gotta get to class. I’ll see you later. Bye, Peter. I love you.”
            “Bye, I love you too,” Peter said, then kissed me good bye.
            I remember for the first half of that day, all I could think about was what I was going to say to Pete. Also, if I was going to tell Peter about Pete and I. While I was walking to the cafeteria, I was wondering if I should just ditch. I walked nervously over to Peter, and told him that I needed to go talk to Pete, so I would see him when we were done talking.
            Peter was completely fine with the fact that I was going to talk to Peter, and not stay there and talk to him. He was never nosy, questioning, too curious, or too protective of me. He was the perfect boyfriend. I walked over to Pete, Roxy, and June. “Hey guys,” I said, still happy.
            “Hello, Leah,” June said with a smile.
            “Hey,” said Pete.
            “Hi,” said Roxy.
            “Hey, Pete. Can I, uh, talk to you for a sec?”
            “Here, or in private,” he asked.
            “Private,” I answered.
            “Oh, are you guys going to have a little make out session,” Roxy said, teasing.
            I gave her a dirty look. “Come on, Pete.”
            “Okay,” He said, pleased.
            We walked out of the cafeteria, and down the hall, so no one could hear or see us. “Okay, Pete. I,” was all I got out to say.”
            Pete would not let me talk; all he did was kiss me. I did not even want to kiss him that time! He just pushed me against the lockers, and started kissing me. I did not like it one bit, so I pushed him off of me. “God dammit, Pete,” I said, and then walked away.
            I walked back into the cafeteria, and looked for Peter. He was with his friends, so I went to go sit with them. I walking towards them, and Peter’s back was towards me. “And here’s Mrs. Mendez now,” Parker said as he saw me coming.
            I sat down next to Peter, and kissed him right away. “Hi,” I said with a smile.
            “Hey,” Peter said.
            Peter sounded kind of upset. “Are you okay,” I asked.
            “Yeah, I’m fine.”
            “No, he’s not. He’s mad that you won’t put out,” Ethan said laughing.
            “You know, Ethan. You should really shut the hell up, before I come over there, and shove your own foot in your ass,” I said sweetly.
            “Burn,” Parker shouted.
            I got Peter to smile, so that made me happy. “You’re just jealous,” said Ethan.
            “Oh, I’m just jealous? Of what,” I asked.
            Ethan had started to say something, but I cut him off. “Yeah, I am so jealous of you, because you’re an inconsiderate jerk, and an asshole to your friend’s girlfriend!”
Both Peter and Parker started laughing. “Dude,” said Parker. “Where did you find her? Seriously, where can I find one? She’s hot, funny, and she can curse a guy out!”
            Peter laughed, “Sorry, Parker. She is an original, and all mine.”
            He smiled, and put his arms around me. “Okay, so you guys still coming over tonight,” Peter asked his friends.
            They both said yes. “What’s going on tonight,” I asked.
            “They guys are going to come over, and hang out tonight. You don’t mind, do you?”
            “Oh,” I said. “No, of course not. I’m going to hang out with Roxy tonight, anyways,” I lied.
            “Peter, don’t lie to her. Leah, he’s lying. We’re going to the strip club,” said Ethan, laughing.
            “That’s okay. Roxy and I are gonna go see some male dances,” I said.
            “Perfect,” said Ethan. “Everyone will be happy!”
            The bell rang after Peter got done talking. “Okay, I better go. Bye babe,” I said.
            “Love you,” said Peter.
            He kissed me. “I love you too,” I said.
            I was walking with Roxy and June to the lockers. “Hey, do you guys want to hang out tonight,” I asked.
            “I can’t, I have plans with my dad,” said June.
            “I can, but do you mind if Pete comes along,” said Roxy.
            “No, not at all,” I lied.
            “Okay. Mall after school, and then my house?”
            “I can’t go to your house after. How about I sleep over on my birthday next week, and we go to the mall today?”
            “Perfect,” Roxy said with a smile.
            After school, I met up with Roxy and Pete at the mall. Roxy wanted to get a new dress, so we went to Windsor. I kept telling myself that I was not going to kiss, Pete. “Why do you need a new dress,” I asked Roxy as we walked around the store.
            “I don’t,” she said. “I just want one.”
            “Oh, Pete did you not have any friends to hang out with today,” I teased.
            “No, but I rather be here with you,” He said, attempting to flirt with me.
            “Are you going to get a dress,” Roxy asked.
            “No, I don’t think so.”
            “Why not?”
            “I don’t really wear dresses.”
            “Here,” Roxy handed me a dress. “It’s a size 3, it looks like it should fit you.”
            “Are you sure? It’s red. Almost no one looks good in a red dress.”
            “Yes, but the red will look good with your dark hair.”
            “Uh, okay,” I said nervously.
            Roxy sent me to the dressing room with the dress. The dress was red, strapless, and had a big red bow on the chest. When I tried it on, I was quite surprised. The dress actually looked great on me. Roxy came and knocked on the door. “Come on out, and show us the dress,” she said.”
            I walked out of the dressing room, and over to Pete and Roxy. “Oh my god,” said Roxy. “You look amazing! I am buying that for you as a birthday present. Pete, doesn’t she look amazing?”
            “She looks beautiful, as always,” said Pete.
            “Thank you,” I said, blushing. “Roxy, you don’t have to buy me this.”
            “Yes I do. When something looks that good on you, and your birthday is coming up, that means I have to buy it for you,” Roxy said with a grin.
            “Really,” I asked.
            “Yes!”
            “Okay,” I smiled. “I’m going to change.”
            When I was changing back into my clothes, I heard a knock on the door. I opened the door, and it was Pete. He pushed the door wide open, and came into the dressing room. All I had on were my bra and shorts. “Um, can I help you,” I asked.
            “I love you,” said Pete.
            “Pete, I have a…”
            Then he pressed himself against me, and kissed me. I could not stop him. The longer he kissed me, the more I wanted him. After a while I pulled away to find out that we had been there for almost half an hour.
            “It’s almost 5:00pm, I should go,” I said.
            “No. Will you please stay?”
            “No, I have to go. I’ll see you Monday.”
            I walked out of the dressing room. “Hey Roxy, I have to go, I’ll see you Monday, okay?”
            “Okay,” she said. “Where’s the dress?”
            “Right here,” I said as I handed her the dress.
            “See ya Monday,” she said.
            “Thank you, again.”

Saturday,
   May 11, 2008

            That Saturday, I did not do much, it was not a bad day. I got to see Peter! When I woke up it was about 10:00am. I was surprised that I slept in that late. My phone was what woke me up. I remember my ringtone was, Teardrops On My Guitar by Taylor Swift.
            “Hello,” I said into the phone.
            “Hey beautiful,” said Peter.
            I smiled. “Hey babe. What’s up?”
            “Nothing. I’m just thinking about my amazing girlfriend. How about yourself?”
            “I just woke up,” I said while yawning.
            “What are you doing today?”
            “Nothing that I know of, why?”
            “Would you like to go to Boomers tonight?”
            “Yes,” I said. “ I love that place!”
            “I’ll pick you up about six, okay?”
            “Sounds great.”
            “See you later, I love you,” said Peter.
            “I love you too,” I said before I hung up.
            After I hung up, I walked around the house, and tried to keep myself productive. Over the next few hours I: showered, did my hair, makeup, got dressed, and cleaned around the house.
            I was sitting in the living room, reading and waiting for my mom and Tyler to leave. But with just my luck, they were staying home that night. “What’re you reading, Leah,” My mom asked as she walked into the room.
            “Romeo and Juliet,” I answered.
            “You doing anything tonight?”
            “Yeah, I’m going to Boomers with my friend, Peter.”
            “Who’s Peter,” She asked sternly.
            “A friend from school,” I answered.
            “Is he picking you up, or are you meeting him there?”
            “He’s picking me up.”
            “I want to meet him.”
            “Okay,” I said. “He should be here soon.”
            “Tell me about him,” Mom said as she sat down.
            I remember thinking how weird it was for her to be asking about him. She never sat down, and just talked to me. “Well, his name is Peter. He’s really cute, smart, funny, and he is very sweet.”
            “Hmm, sounds like you like this boy.”
            “Yes, I do,” I said shyly.
            “Does he like you back?”
            “Uh, yeah. Yes, he does.”
            “Are you guys dating,” she asked curiously.
            “No, but I think that’s why we’re going out tonight. I think he’s going to ask me to be his girlfriend,” I said with a smile.
            “Oh,” said mom. “Well, that’s good.”
            The doorbell finally rang, and Peter was there. I remember how I anxious I was for my mom to meet him. I went to go answer the door. “Hey, Peter,” I said.
            “Hi,” he said with a smile.
            “Come on in, my mom wants to meet you.”
            “Okay,” he said as he walked in.
            “Hello Peter. I’m Isabella,” my mom said.
            I almost forgot what her nice voice sounded like. It would only ever come out when she was meeting new people. “Hello Isabella,” said Peter.
            “So where are you planning to take my daughter tonight?”
            “Boomers.”
            “What time will you have her home by?”
            “What time is her curfew?”
            “Have her home by 10:30pm, alright?”
            “Yes ma’am.”
            “Don’t call me ma’am,” mom laughed. “I’m not an old lady, call me Isabella.”
            “Okay, Isabella,” said Peter.
            “Okay, you two can go now.”
            “Bye,” Peter said.
            I was about to walk out the door, but then my mom asked me to walk over to her. “Yeah,” I asked.
            “No matter what he says, do not let him pressure you, okay?”
            I laughed. “Yes, mom.”
            “I’m serious,” she said with her angry voice.
            “I know. I am not going to do anything I don’t want to do.”
            “Good,” she said sternly.
            “Okay, I’m going to go now. Bye mom.”
            “Bye, Leah.”
            As soon as I was about to shut the door behind me, my mom caught my attention. “Leah,” she said once more.
            I turned around. “Yeah, mom?”
            “I love you,” she said.
            I smiled. “I love you too mommy.”
            I walked back to Peter with a huge smile on my face. “What are you so happy about? What did she say to you?”
            “She, she told me that she loves me,” I said as I got into the car.
            “Does that surprise you?”
            “Babe, she has not said that to me in years.”
            “Are you kidding me?”
            I shook my head. “That’s great, babe,” said Peter.
            “I know!”
            “So, are you ready for Boomers?”
            “Of course!”
            It did not take long to get to Boomers from my house. When we got there, we decided to play a round of mini golf. “Okay,” I said. “We have four hours. Let’s gets started.”
            “Do you want to go first,” asked Peter.
            “No, it’s okay. Go ahead.”
            Peter hit the ball, and it was almost perfect. He almost hit a whole in one! I remember how surprised I was. “Your turn,” he said.
            I was walking over to set my ball down on the ground, and then I just decided to cheat. “Hey, uh, would you mind if I cheated at this game?”
            “Are you serious,” Peter asked, laughing.
            I started laughing, “Yes!”
            “Go ahead,” he said.
            So, instead of hitting the ball with the golf club, I picked it up, and I threw it. It landed right next to Peter’s ball. “Wow!”
            “I know,” I said. “Cheating at this game is always better, and a lot more entertaining.”
            “I can tell.”
            “So, are you still going by the rules, or are you going to cheat with me?”
            “By the rules, of course.
            “But that’s no fun!”
            “No, but its fair!”
            “Whatever,” I laughed.
            Peter hit the ball, and missed the hole. I started laughing at him. So, then I just kicked my ball, and made it in the hole. “So, no cheating still?”
            “Yeah, let’s go with the cheating,” Peter said, laughing as kicked his ball in the hole.
            “Let’s go to the next one.”
            When we got to the next hole, I was very glad we decided to cheat. The hole went downhill, had a strip of metal down the middle, and just looked very complicated. “I am so glad we’re cheating,” I giggled.
            “Me too,” said Peter as he threw the ball.”
            Peter’s ball landed around the hole, but not very close. Then, I threw mine, and it got closer than his. “How do you throw so well,” Peter asked.
            “My brother taught me how to throw when I was younger.”
            “Awesome,” said Peter. “Have you heard from him lately?”
            “No, I’m hoping he’ll call on my birthday.”
            We started walking to the next hole. “I’m sure he’ll call,” said Peter.
            “Hopefully.”
            When we got to the third hole, we just stood there in silence. I was really upset about my brother. “Leah?”
            I looked up at Peter. He kissed me, and that kiss was one of the best. I could feel the sensation throughout my entire body. “Leah, I love you more than you will ever know. I will never let anything happen to you. It’s just you and me. Forever and ever.”
            “I love you,” I said. “Forever and ever.”
            I remember I started tearing up. I wasn’t crying, I was just getting some tears. Peter wiped the tears from my face, and kissed me again. I miss him. I miss his eyes, his smile, his hugs, his laugh, and his kisses. We stood there kissing for a little bit. “Leah, I love you.”
            I smiled. “I love you too, Peter.”
            Whenever I was with Peter, Pete did not even cross my mind. “What time is it,” I asked.
            “Hold on. Let me check,” said Peter. “It’s about 8:00pm.”
            “I’m hungry. Wanna go inside and eat?”
            “Okay, let’s go.”
            As we got inside, I had a feeling that Peter was still upset. “Hey babe, what’s wrong,” I asked after we ordered our food.
            “Nothing, why?”
            “Something just seems wrong. I know something was wrong at school the other day. So, are you going to tell me, or just keep me guessing?”
            “Leah, nothing is wrong,” Peter lied.
            I have no clue why he bothered to lie to me. “Thanks for lying, let me know when you feel like telling me the truth.”
            I stood up, and started to walk out of the place. “Leah,” I heard his voice calling for me.
            “Leah,” Peter said again.
            I was just getting to the exit, then I felt Peter grab my arm. I tried to pull my arm away, and leave. But then he turned me around, and kissed me.
            He pulled away. “I love you, Leah. I’m sorry that I’ve been lying to you. Do you really want to know what’s been on my mind?”
            “Yes,” I said.
            “Okay, but you have to come sit down, and not walk out on me again. Okay?”
            “Okay, but how do I know that you’re not going to tell me another lie? I tried to ask you at school, and I just got a smart ass comment from your friend about not putting out. I tried to ask you tonight, and you just lied to me. So, what’s it going to be? If you lie to me again, there is no more you and me. So, tell me truth, and I won’t walk out on you again,” I said, frustrated.
            “If you just come sit down, I promise you that I will tell you everything, and I not ever lie to you again.”
            “Okay,” I said, trying my best to not give in so quickly.
            “Come sit.”
            We walked back over to our table, and sat down. He just sat there, and stared at me. “Okay,” I said. “Talk.”
            “Well,” he said. “One day when you were sick, and weren’t at school, your friend June came to talk to me. And…”
            I interrupted him before he could finish, “Did you cheat on me,” I said, on the verge of crying.
            “Just let me talk, Leah.”
            I nodded. “June came up to me, and started talking to me. She told me that you were cheating on me, and I believed her. But I don’t anymore. She would never tell me with who though. I was so mad at you. She convinced me with such an awful lie. She told me that she knew a good way to get back at you. So, I listened to her, because I was willing to do anything to get back at you.”
            “What did you do,” I asked through my tears.
            “I went to her house that night,” said Peter. “I had sex with her.”
            I had heard enough. I said I would not walk away, but I think I had the right to. I tried to walk as fast as I could to get as far away from him as possible. I still was not fast enough though. He grabbed my hand, and pulled me over to the counter. “Excuse me, do you have a microphone,” Peter asked the lady behind the counter.
            “Yes, but it’s for employees only.”
            “Please? If you don’t let me use it, I might lose the love of my life, because I screwed up. Please, let me use it.”
            The lady saw the pain in Peter’s eyes, and the pain in mine. “Here,” said the lady as she handed him the microphone.
            Peter stood on top of the counter. I would not look him in the eyes. “Leah,” he said. “Look at me, baby.”
            I looked up at him. “I want everyone in here to listen to what I have to say to this girl, right here,” He said, and pointed to me.
            “I am deeply in love with her, and I made a mistake. I screwed up, and she may never take me back. If she doesn’t, my life will never be complete without her, and I don’t think hers will be complete without me, either. I want her to forgive me. I don’t ever want to see her cry, like she did tonight. I don’t ever want to see this pain in her eyes again. I would do absolutely anything to be with her forever, and for her to forgive me. I want her back. I want her in my arms. I want her to love me. Leah. Baby, I will love you more than you will ever know.”
            Peter got off the counter, and stood right in front of me. “I want to be with you, forever and ever, remember? Just you and me. I want to grow old with you. I want to have kids with you. I want to love you.”
            Peter got down on one knee, “And most importantly, I want to marry you Leah Abigail Night. Will you please marry me?”
            The boy had a ring, and everything. I was standing there in awe. I could not believe it. The man I loved proposed to me, but he also cheated on me. I had no idea what to say.
            It was as if the people around us could read my thoughts, “Say yes,” someone from the crowd said.
            “Yeah! Say yes to him,” said another.
            A smile grew on my face, and my tears were no longer said, they were happy. “Yes. Yes, I’ll marry you!”
            Peter stood up, and kissed me. After he pulled away, he said, “Leah, I am so sorry. I was stupid, I promise you, it will never happen again.”
            “It’s fine,” I said. “After all you just went through, I don’t think I could ever say no to you. I love you, Peter.”
            “I love you too,” said Peter. “So, uh, are you going to wear the ring?”
            “Yes, but not at home,” I laughed. “My mom thinks this was our first date.”
            “Speaking of your mom, I should probably get you home soon.”
            “Okay, let’s go.”
            That night I was happy, pissed off, and extremely excited. I was proposed to that night, I and I thought that I was going to get married in the next few years. Well, I was wrong, wasn’t I? While we were walking to the car, I could not stop thinking about my future wedding day. I also could not get the image of Peter and June outside of my head.
            As we were getting into the car, I could not stop myself from asking him something. “Peter,” I said.
            “Yes,” He said as started the car.
            “Why did you do it?”
            The moment the words came out of my mouth, I knew they were a mistake. “Do what?”
            “You know what I’m talking about. Just please. Tell me. Why did you give in to her?”
            “Really? Do we have to talk about this now? We just got engaged, Leah.”
            “If we don’t talk now, then we’re talking Monday at school.”
            “Monday,” he said as we pulled up to my house.
            “Okay,” I said.
            I was about to get out of the car, but I was stopped by Peter’s voice. “Leah,” he said.
            I turned around. “What?”
            “I love you. You know that right?”
            “I don’t know what to believe right now. I’ll see you Monday. Good bye, Peter.”
            I got out of the car, and went inside before he could say anything else. I ran inside as fast as he could. I remember tears were starting to stream down my face. I walked into the house, and my mom and Tyler were in the living room, watching a movie. They didn’t even notice me.
            “Leah, is that you,” mom asked.
            Well, I thought they didn’t notice me. “Yeah,” I said. “What movie are you guys watching?”
            “The Titanic.”
            “Where was she,” Tyler asked mom.
            “She went out on a date,” mom answered.
            “I thought we agreed, no dating until you’re sixteen?”
            “We did. But, if you haven’t noticed the date, my birthday is next week. I’ll be sixteen,” I said.
            “Oh, Tyler, she’s fine. I met the boy, he’s nice,” mom said.
            That was when everything went wrong again. “Yeah, mom met him. Everything is fine.”
            “You shut the hell up, Leah,” said Tyler. “Isabella! She’s not supposed to date yet! Why did you give in like that? She is going to be walking all over you!”
            “Don’t you dare talk to my daughter that way,” mom shouted. “You know, she was right about you all along. You are an asshole, and are going nowhere in life! I don’t even know why I’m with you anymore. You know what, Tyler? We are done! I want you out of my life forever!”
            I had no clue what to do. I was only fifteen! I had never seen a fight like that before.
            “You want me out of your life? Fine. Then who is supposed to go? Me, or you and the girl,” said Tyler.
            He said “the girl” with so much disgust in his voice, it was sickening.
            “The girl! That girl just so happens to be my daughter, and that is the last time you’ll talk to her, or about her like that! You have got to be out of your mind to think that I am going to be the one leaving. So, go. Leave. Now!”
            I was so happy that mom said all of that stuff to Tyler. She had finally stood up for herself. She had finally stood up for me.
            After my mom got done yelling at him, she went upstairs and threw all of his stuff out. However, Tyler was already gone by the time she went upstairs. She came downstairs after she was done throwing out his clothes. “Where did he go,” she asked.
            “No clue. He left by the time you went upstairs. Are you okay?”
            “I will be. But are you okay?”
            Mom came over to me, and hugged me. While we were hugging, I was thinking about how happy she and I would be from then on. “I’m fine. I am so proud of you for finally standing up to him,” I said as she let go of me.
            “I can’t even begin to tell you how good that felt. I’m so happy that I finally did this.”
            “Me too,” I said, smiling.
            “It’s just going to be you and me for a while. How does that sound,” said mom in a tone that I had never heard before.
            “Sounds great,” I said.
            “Okay, Leah. You should probably go to bed now.”
            “Good night.”
            My mom just sat there, at the counter. She was staring off into space. I never knew if she really was okay. I started walking up the stairs to get to my room. I stopped at the top of the stairs, and said, “I love you, mom.”
            “I love you too, baby girl.”
            That night was absolutely insane. So many crazy things happened. I remember I went straight to bed after saying good night to my mom.

            That night my mom met my boyfriend. That night my boyfriend told me he cheated on me. That night my boyfriend proposed to me. That night my mom ended it with her boyfriend. That night, my mother told me that she loves me.

Monday, December 16, 2013

Chapter 13: Soul Castle

      Soul Castle has been pretty good to me. The only way that it has not been good, is that I still do not remember my birthday. However, I am going to therapy today to try to change that. I should probably go before Molly wakes up.
            I walked into the bathroom to change. I looked over my cuts and bruises in the mirror. There was a long, and big scar over my heart, it was shaped like an X. There was another scar from where I was stabbed. The scars were not it though. I had bruises, and hand marks up and down my arms. However, when I pressed on the bruises they did not hurt, or go away. They just stayed there.
            After I was done changing, I went back into the room. Molly is not here anymore. Where could she have gone? Oh well, I left for therapy right away. As I was walking up the stairs, I saw Airabella. She was talking to herself, and almost ran into me. “Oh my god! Leah! I’m so sorry, I totally did not see you,” Airabella said as she almost knocked me over.
            I laughed. “It’s fine, Airabella. Uh, what were you talking to yourself about?”
            “You really think I was talking to myself?”
            “Uh, weren’t you?”
            “No, silly! I was signing,” She said in a kid voice.
            “Oh,” I laughed. “Okay! That makes more sense.”
            “So, where are you heading off to?”
            “Therapy, what about you?”
            “Just coming back from breakfast, I am off to my room now. I’ll let you go, so you can get to your session.”
            “Okay, I’ll see you around.”
            “Bye,” said Airabella.
            I got nervous, as I slowly walked up the stairs. As I walked into the room, I felt different. I also felt proud. I felt as if it was my birthday, and I was proud that I had made it this far. As I walked into the room, I noticed that it was more colorful, brighter, and happier in the room.
            “Savannah,” I yelled.
            No answer. “Savannah,” I yelled louder.
            Savannah appeared out of nowhere. “You know, you don’t need to yell, honey,” She said.
            “Holy hell, you scared me!”
            “Sorry.”
            “It’s fine,” I said, all of a sudden uncomfortable again.
            “Okay, why don’t you sit down,” Savannah said. “Have you remembered anything yet?”
            I shook my head, “Nothing.”
            “You have not been able to sleep?”
            “Not yet. Molly said I should be able to soon.”
            “Hmm, okay. I’m going to try a sleeping exercise on you. You’re not going to remember everything that happened, only bits and pieces.”
            “Okay, how long will I be asleep?”
            “Only about two minutes, but it’ll feel like hours to you.”
            “Okay,” I said.
            “Lie down, then close your eyes. Imagine yourself back in Tucson, back at your house, back in your room, and back in your bed. Imagine the smell of your sheets and pillows after coming back home from a long vacation. Imagine waking up on your sixteenth birthday all over again. Now, focus on my voice. When I say Peter, you’ll wake up. Okay, Leah. Peter… Peter!”
            As soon as I heard his name I woke right up. “Peter,” I shouted.
            “Leah? What do you remember?”
            “Peter isn’t here, is he,” I said in tears, I thought he would be here.
            “No honey, he’s not,” Savannah answered.
            “But,” I said. “I heard someone say his name.”
            “I had to say his name. If I didn’t, you would not have woken up. Now, please tell me what you remember.”
            I looked at Savannah, and said, “You’re June’s mother.”
            “Yes, I am.”
            “Was she bad,” I asked.
            “No, she wasn’t. What else do you remember?”
            “It was my birthday. I had the red ribbon, like I do every year. At school, I got into a fight with Peter. After school, I went to someone’s house. I don’t know who, though. I think someone raped me, or they came quite close to it. That’s what the bruises and hand marks on my arms are from. Then, I felt someone shove a knife through my heart, and then that’s when I woke up hearing Peter’s name.”
            “Oh my, that’s quite a lot of stuff to go through in one day.”
            “Yeah, it seems like it. I wish I could remember more.”
            “Okay,” said Savannah. “Since you remember that much, I want you to come back when you remember everything.”
            “Sleeping is all I need to do to remember,” I asked.
            “Yes,” Savannah answered.
            “Alright. Bye, Savannah. Thank you.”
            “Good bye, Leah.”

            I cannot believe it. I just cannot get over the fact that I died on my birthday, broke up with my boyfriend, and was possibly raped. Wow. What a fantastic birthday, right? I am planning to remember who did this to me, though. That person has it coming. I may not be alive to make sure that they get caught, but they did this to me, and they will pay.