Our Day

I stood looking at my wrist in shock, Brittany standing there holding the knife in her hands. I start to tear up, Brittany quickly throws the knife to the floor. She hugs me but she immediately smacks me across the face. I could understand why she smacked me so I did not attempt to get angry at her.

"What the hell are you doing?" Brittany irritatingly says

"I don't know, it felt like I lost control of my body, I..." I start choking up, unable to keep my tears back anymore. I burst out in tears sobbing uncontrollably.

I push away from Brittany and turn my face, trying to stop myself from crying. Brittany reaches her hand out to me but I push it away and walk upstairs. I look at the time, it's only 9:00 am. All of this happened in 3 hours. It felt like we were in that dream forever. I walk into the mirror and look at myself, shocked by what I see I quickly turn my face. I saw myself with burnt skin, missing one eye, as I bled from the other, skin falling off my face, and missing my lower jaw. I don't even get scared anymore as it happens so frequently now.

"Hey, are you okay in there?" Brittany yells from the other side of the door.

"Yeah, I'm coming out now."

I quickly regain my composure and walk out of the bathroom. I put a smile on my face, she stands in front of me agitated. She grabs my hand and brings me to my bedroom and tells me to get dressed. She walks out and slams the door behind her. I look perplexed at the door as I start to find clothes for me to throw on.

"Are you ready yet!?" Her voice pierced through the door.

"She must be angry," I mutter to myself. "Yeah, I'm coming now!"

She throws open the door and walks in and grabs my hand, again dragging me down the stairs.

"Wait, I need my shoes!" she bends down in front of the door and grabs a pair of shoes I always wear. Without saying a word she drags me outside, closes my house door, and walks me to the end of the driveway.

"What are you doing?" I look at her but she doesn't say a word. After a few minutes, she lets out a deep sigh.

"You stupid, selfish, bastard!" She looks at me flustered, "do you have any idea how bad you scared me in there? You casually walk over and grab a knife to what looks like you were going to harm yourself. Do you have any idea what I would do without you!?" She starts flailing her arms hitting me in my chest and a few times in the face. I think to myself I should tell her what happened but I don't want to worry here, I don't want her to think this can happen to her.

I think to myself for a few minutes while she burrows her face into my chest sobbing. I don't know what to say but I figure it would be best to tell her about what happened. It would be the safest route to take instead of hoping it doesn't happen to her. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if it happened and something happened to her.

"Look, I didn't want to worry you so I didn't say anything," I pause for a minute, "after coming back inside I saw that demon, the one that was standing over our bodies and it was like I lost all motor control for my body." I stand there stroking the back of her head, putting my fingers through her hair. "I wasn't myself, I consciously was trying not to do it but my body felt as if it was taking over like something wanted me to hurt myself."

She takes her head from my chest and looks up at me; I wipe the tears from her face, "I wasn't going to tell you cause I didn't want you to worry but I had to tell you, if something like this happens to you I wouldn't live with myself."

She pushes herself away from me and regains herself immediately. She smiles at me and gives me the thumbs up.

"Well, just make sure it doesn't happen again."

She turns around and starts walking toward the bus stop, I stand there confused wondering how she regained composure so quickly. She turns around with a smile, "are you coming?"

I quickly jog up ahead to catch up to her as we walk down the street to the bus stop. We make it to the bus stop and stand there waiting. She doesn't look at me and we make small talk while standing there. I can see something was wrong but when I asked her she would say "everything was fine."

The bus comes and we get on, I started to grow curious about where we were going. We ride the bus for a few stops and finally get off at the park. I follow her to the swing set that was in the middle of the park and we both take a seat next to each other.

"Do you remember when we would come here after school and sit here for hours at those benches playing card games and reading our favorite manga and comics?" She looked at me for reassurance. I nod my head and smile.

"It was my favorite time of the day, I would look forward to coming to school just to come here afterward." I look up to the sky as I started swinging.

"It was at these swings when I looked at you and saw how handsome you were."

I stop swinging, dragging my feet for me to come to a complete stop,

"What?"

"Yeah, you were so handsome in you vampire cape you wore for a week straight, remember?" She chuckles, she what she did to me. I laugh and start swinging again.

I can hear her mumble something to herself but I couldn't make out what she said. I look at her sitting on the swing dangling her feet. I stop the swing and get off, I walk behind her and I start pushing her. She quickly catches herself and holds on to the chains.

"What are you doing?" She says giggling and snorting in between breaths.

I didn't respond as I kept pushing her and laughing. Started twisting herself in the swing as she went up. We laughed with each other while playing on the swings, going down the slide, climbing the monkey bars, and even playing with the little steering wheel they have. We finally get tired and decide to take a break. We check our phones to see the time.

"Hey, it's only 11:00, want to go to the diner down the street and get breakfast? My mom gave me money so my treat."

Brittany pulls out her mom's debit card from her pocket, she flops it back and forth in her hand.

"Yeah sure, I'm a little hungry, I can go for some french toast right now."

"French toast? I'm getting more PANCAKES!" She looks at me and we both start walking down the street to the diner.

"So, you mumbled something on the swing before I pushed you, what was it?"

Brittany looked at me embarrassed as her cheeks filled red, "it was nothing, I was just talking to myself." She forcingly let out an awkward smile.

I shrug it off as we both head over to the diner. We finally make it and sit down at a booth at the back of the diner. The waitress walks over to us and sets down two laminated menus

"What can I get you two this morning?" The waitress asks us politely.

"I'll take a coffee please," Brittany tells the waitress as she looks over at me, "you can get anything you want, remember, my treat!"

"Well aren't you sweet," the waitress smiles at Brittany.

"I'll also have a coffee, thank you."

"You got it, I'll be right back," The waitress walks away from us

We sit there waiting for our coffee to come back looking through the menu.

"I'm going to get the blueberry pancakes, and let me guess, you're getting the strawberry banana french toast?" She smirks at me

"Don't act as if you know me and what I get," I look up from my menu and set it down, "that's exactly what I'm getting."

She smiles at me, clenches her fist, and throws it in the sky as if she celebrating scoring a goal or something. The waitress comes back with our coffee and sets it on the table in front of us.

"Do you two know what you want to eat?"

Brittany looks at the waitress and orders everything perfectly. The waitress smiles at her and walks away from the table. We sit at the table for about 7 minutes and the food comes.

"This looks so good!" Brittany says in excitement.

We both start eating the food in front of us, enjoying the rest of the morning. After we finish eating, we pay and leave.

"So what do you want to do now?" I ask Brittany whos standing next to me on her phone.

Brittany looks over at me and shrugs before her face lights up "I know!" She grabs my hand and she starts running. She drags me behind her as we run further down the street. We stop in front of a cemetery, she looks inside of it and turns toward me.

"Let's do it!"