Mirage - Episode 29

 

Minerva:

"I am not going to cry. I am so not crying for that jerk. I won't____"a sob choke me and I run a long diatance from the house before i break down and cry. Tears of pain. Tears of loss. Tears of anger. I wipe my tears off angrily as I curse at Noah is my mind. Wishing him all manner of gruesome death. This was a guy I thought I felt safe with . A guy I fell for in days. I guy I longed for in my three months in prison. He just called me a drug addict and threw me out into the dead of the night without sympathy. I wouldn't beg such scum.

  I feel someone behind me and run back towards the house in fright. When I get back to the front of the house, I look behind me to see no one. I was just scared of my own shadow.

  Shadows form strange and scary forms around me and I wrap my arm around my midriff. Its close to Christmas and the air always get chilly at this time especially as this is close to the beach. I am only wearing a shirt. Which I just realized isn't mine. Its probably that jerk's! Urgggh. Totally gross. I grab the stupid shirt to pull it off but no matter how crazy I can get, I don't want to freeze my ass in this cold.

   Lightning light the sky and I look up in frustration. No, don't you dare! I tell the sky

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. God please. I plead. Why does God hate me? I wipe the fresh tears that are threatening to flow off my eyes. Thunder rumbles in the quiet night and I burst into another round of tears. Rain during harmattan? This isn't normal. I am being ganged up on. Even the rain is desperate to frustrate me. Another thunder rumbles and I quickly stand up to find shade. There's no where the gathering rain won't drench me.

  I stand in front of the house and look solemnly in. Maybe I should just swallow my pride and beg for a place to stay for the night. I remember the smirk on his face when he threw those papers at me. Yeap, I am so not begging. I would take the rain over begging that jerk any day. I sit back down on a rock in front of the house. A fat drop of rain fall on my fore head followed by another and then a torrent of rain land on me. Its cold and it's hard on my skin. It's like the rain is flogging me.
"Damn you. Rain!" I yell, shaking my fist at the sky. A drop of rain enter into my mouth and I cough it out. Ewww. I can't do this anymore. I run to the corner of the house where the rain isn't severe on me.
   Where I end up seeking shelter from the rain is beside Noah's bedroom window. I go to leave but then I hear pained groaning from inside and then incoherent but desperate mumbling. Noah. Is he okay? Does his injury hurt again? I battle with myself to let him suffer because he totally deserves it but my heart which is still enthralled with him doesn't relent. I curse at him before I sneak into the house through the window.

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Noah:

  My heart just wouldn't let me walk into my room with minerva out there in the cold night. There had been a forecast on the local radio station on my way here that it was going to rain this night. I couldnt just let her sit outside. After glancing at the clock to see it already the dead of night, I reluctantly go outside to let her in. I was planning on kicking her out with her things when the next day but when I got outside, she only saw her retreating back as she ran into the night. Why was I even worried? Girls like her always have a place to go at all times. Probably a drug dealer boyfriend. Why did that thought feel like a lead weight in my chest? I chuck it up to my injuries.

  I go back into the bedroom and after turning off the light, I fall flat on the bed. It doesn't take long for sleep to take me probably cos of the drugs I have been taking.

  Soon, my nightmares are back. I see my self falling into the cold sea. My limbs won't move and I am drowning. Help. Help. Help. Its of no use. Salty water pour into my belly and my chest hurt like hell.
'You left me. You couldn't get me out. I was drowning in there too' a voice keep ringing in my head. It's muffled and I can't decipher it. It's a manly voice and then its a girly voice.
"You should have helped me." the voice keeps on.
  Suddenly I see my self on a yacht and there are two women. one is pointing a gun at me and the other is begging for help. Its so real. I fee like I am outside my body watching all these happening.
"It's too painful" I groan out
"Give me your hands. Noah, can you hear me" I hear a familiar voice say and this time its so real.
"Wake up!" the voice is screaming. I am trying. I can't.
"I can't" I whisper.
"Yes you can honey. Just focus. Follow my voice. You are in your room at the beach house. You are safe. Focus on the light" the voice tells me.
  In the dream I turn to the woman holding the gun then to the one asking for help. Now, the one asking for help is screaming for me to wake up.

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. And her face is getting clearer. There's a white light behind her and I focus on them.
"Take my hand" the voice says and I do. Immediately I do, Minerva's face flash in my mind's eye before I jolt out of bed sweating profusely.
"Oh my God Noah. You scared me" I hear the voice that guided me out of that dream and I turn to see Minerva grabbing my hand and crying. She's sitting beside me on the bed sweating just like me.
"What___" I don't finish my sentence before she flies into my arms. The force of it push me back on the bed but I keep holding her. She feels like home. Like solace. I still don't understand my dream though but I know something for sure. There was someone I was supposed to save on that yacht that I failed to. I wonder why she turned out to have Minerva's face? Was that an illusion or is it real?