Fantasy or reality?

Fireflies danced on the glossy surface of the pond as we passed by it, and the sound of the crickets made the still air filled with all sorts of magic. I started to think about my death, and I wasn't sure if I was happy staying here, or if I missed home with all of my friends and family. (Nevermind that, Jessica! Stop thinking about that! It's probably not good for me to keep all of my emotions hidden.) But deep down I knew that I was missing everyone back home, though I very much enjoyed it here. (It's like living in a fantasy here, but down on earth, things were real, things were emotional, and so much more than a happily ever after.) I must have been thinking about it too much, because before I knew it I was sobbing like a big baby all over again. Nigel and Zachary looked at each other and back at me, I felt so stupid, but I couldn't keep my emotions, or my tears inside of me. Zachary pulled me in for a hug, "It's all right, but what's the matter..?"

"I....I guess I just miss home an-and all of my friends and family,"

Nigel looked at me with warmth and love, he spoke so gently, "We will always be here for you, and now that you are here, there must be some family that you can go to for help....no?" I thought about it for a moment and as I pulled away from Zachary I realized that my Gram Gram had died 15 years ago, when I was only 10. We were very close, she and I, we always liked to bake together. She taught me everything I know when it comes to baking delicious sweets. "You're right! I remember my Grandma passed away 15 years ago, I hope I'll be able to find her, she was an angel in heaven and on Earth."

"Sounds like you guys were really close," said Nigel.

"Oh, yeah. She taught me everything I know, I was devastated when she passed,"

"Well, why don't we go find her tomorrow after we get a good night's sleep," said Zachary.

"Sounds like a plan!" I exclaimed.

We walked back to the house and as we went to show Zachary to his room, I realized the door to the guest room wouldn't open. "That's really strange, I wonder why it won't open....?"

"Why don't I try and break down the door?" said Zachary

"That won't be necessary!!" I exclaimed as I frantically pulled Zachary away from the door. (That's just great, where is Zachary supposed to sleep now..? Maybe he could sleep in my room on the floor? Or he could sleep in Nigel's room on the floor?) I sat there pondering my decision when a face appeared in front of me.

"Gah!" It was Zachary that seemed to be studying me intently as if I were only a small organism under his microscope.

"Ah…yes…?"

"Oh, nothing, ahem. I w-was just wondering if I could just sleep on the floor…of your room…. I-It would just be easier that way, that's all." Zachary turned away as his face seemed to turn red. (I mean, it's not like he's gonna do anything but sleep, right? And I don't think those two men get along very well so I don't think they should be staying in the same room….) "All right, I don't mind you sleeping on the floor,"

"What!?" Exclaimed Nigel, "You can't be alone with another guy in your room!"

"Nigel calm down," I could see the anger in his eyes as he glared at Zachary. Zachary just sat there looking innocent and harmless, but when I turned to look at Nigel I caught Zachary sticking his tongue out then grinning at Nigel.

"Nigel, calm down, nothing is going to happen. If he does something I don't like I can take care of myself, AND I have you, you are right across the hall and I can call you whenever I need you. Make no mistake when I say I will be watching him."

He sighed. "All right, I just don't want anything to happen to you," He kissed me on the head and I blushed.

"O-okay, I'll see you in the morning."

As Zachary followed me to my room, I felt suddenly a mixed feeling of emotions, but...why?