I truly hope it doesn’t.
I have no place to be.
But I can’t just sit here, rotting away.I’m giving myself cabin fever.
After showering, I put on denim shorts and a tank with a hood.I slip it on with a pair of large black sunglasses and decide to take a walk.
With no real direction in mind, I take my time.But when I pass a gas station, I buy a cheap pair of earbuds.The music helps with the boredom on my walk to nowhere.It’s better than sitting around in the motel, so I try to focus on the positives.
But with each step, it feels as if those positives are tackled by the harsh reality of what my life has become.I’m waiting for my serial killer ex-best friend to send me details on the two people who destroyed my life, only for me to destroy theirs in return.
I’ve hurt Dandy—again.And I’ve left Kit with no explanation.
I thought I was on my way to becoming a better person, but I’m not.
My steps are heavy, and suddenly, it’s dark.I know this is my imagination.
“No,” I whisper, trying to override the inevitable.
I stagger off the road.It’s becoming harder to see until all that’s left…is black.
“NO!”I scream, jolting upright, unsure of where the hell I am.
I see trees.
Lots of green.
And I see Dandy.
I rub my eyes, certain I’m seeing things.But when he’s still sitting before me, I realize he’s really here.
“What the fuck happened?”he asks, cheeks billowing as he blows out a deep breath.
“I-I don’t remember,” I confess, brushing the hair from my face.“I was walking and then…”
“And then you were possessed by the devil?”Dandy suggests when I’m at a loss for words.
Hardly an appropriate time to laugh, but that’s my response.“I have blackouts,” I reveal when I’m composed enough to stop behaving like a lunatic.“I don’t really remember anything until I wake up.”
“Since when?You never had them when we were kids.”
“A lot has changed since then.”
“Clearly,” Dandy says, hand over his chest.“You scared me.”
“How’d you find me?”I ask, though I’m grateful he did.
“I followed you,” he confesses.“Last night when you left, I followed you back to that shithole motel.You didn’t even realize.You looked…out of it.Like someone other than you.”
That explains why I felt as though I was being followed.This time, however, I actually was.
“I’m not the person you remember, Dandy.That’s why I left.”
Dandy mulls over my comment.“You know, I would think that was an excuse if I didn’t witness what I just did.”
“What happened?”I ask because I never thought to ask Jupiter what she saw.
“What happened was what I can only explain as you being you one minute and then someone else the next.You were walking one way, and then suddenly, you ran into the woods like your life depended on it.”
