Trauma

Chapter 5 (Unknown Caller ID)

Darkness. Power is gone. We sat there, staring at each other. We all looked and felt as if everything around us was fake. Maybe it was a dream that was lasting forever. I wish. But what we were going through was unfortunately true and definitely real. Breaking the long-lasting silence, Rylie's phone rings. Confused on how her phone was working, she picked it up and answered the no caller ID.

    "Hello?" She hesitantly asked.

    I was listening hard to try to recover what was being said. But for some reason it sounded muffled. "Put it on speaker!" I shouted so we could hear.

    Rylie put the phone on the table and pushed the speaker button. "What the hell do you want?!"

    "Your life." The voice said. "For what you did. You will suffer."

     Rylie looked around. "What do you mean?"

    "The consequences will be brought upon you. I dare you to suffocate yourself."

    Rylie looked up as her pupils got smaller. She put her hands around her neck. I grabbed her arms and tried to pull them away from her neck.

    "OH MY GOSH!" Mackenzie cried.

    Brandon's jaw dropped as he slowly put his hand over his mouth.

    "HANG UP!" I yelled as I was trying to pull Rylie's arms away.

    Mackenzie grabbed the phone and threw it on the ground. The voice laughed as the phone was being smashed, until eventually it broke. Rylie snapped out of it and looked confused.

    I looked to Mackenzie. "Well that works." I paused. "I have an idea. Lets break all of our phones, so we don't have to worry about that person calling us."

    Brandon quickly handed his phone in. And I put my phone next to his. "Kenzie, your phone?"

    "Oh, I didn't bring it. Because I thought it was a party and I don't bring my phone to parties." She quickly replied.

    "Oh, that was an oddly deep explanation."

    I looked around the house for anything that could easily destroy phones. We checked the cabinets and drawers. Finally after searching for an hour, I found a hammer. I grabbed it and looked at Brandon. I lifted my hands and smashed the phones. Brandon looked at his crushed phone and then at me.

    "Damn. That was rough." He said. "But would you like some coke?"

    Mackenzie and I gave him a glare. But Riley didn't hesitate. Riley stood up and walked over top Brandon.

Mackenzie looked at me and whispered, "Hey come here."

I was confused. But I stood up and walked over to where she was waiting for me. "Yeah?"

"Okay so I've been thinking. You're actually kinda cute. And you know, I wouldn't mind dating you."

I took a deep breath. "Kenzie, you don't like me. You like the fact that I look exactly like Travis. And because he's gone, you're gonna run to me, his twin. I'm flattered but I'm not gonna fall for your facade." I got up and walked over to Brandon and Rylie. "So, what about that coke." Brandon handed me the drugs and for the first time I did drugs. And man, do I regret it.

After a while of drugging, everything was blurry. I saw two of everything. Brandon and Rylie were talking to me but it sounded like simlish. Every little noise was very sensitive and loud. But when I looked behind me, I saw Mackenzie by herself and realized what she had said was true. And I had hurt her feelings. I don't know if it was because I was high or I actually felt the same. I walked over to her and sat down.

"Hey Kenz, I'm sorry. I was being an ass."

She looked up at me with tears slowly flowing out of her eyes. "I actually like you. Seeing you break out of your shell and take leadership in here is hot. Like really hot. And you have a really good personality."

I softly laughed and hugged her. The warm feeling of hugging someone felt reassuring. It gave me hope. Maybe I could live my future with her. As we hugged, I envisioned an entire lifetime with her pass by. But then it stopped. We stopped hugging and the vision cleared from my mind. I don't exactly remember if I was just high and going crazy or if I actually felt that way. But this heartfelt moment didn't escape the shack. And neither did we.