I Give Up

So my life is a little messed up. I'm 14 years old, my name is Ace Alex and you'll see soon, my life is anything but normal. Family? School? Happiness? I don't understand.

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8. The Voices in My Head

 

 

            The plane starts to spin so I sit down. I look over and I see Joy sitting next to me.

            “What are you doing punk? You need to get off the plane with your mom.” I say, trying to smile.

            “I wanna make sure you’re ok Acey.”

            “Acey?” I ask, raising one eyebrow quizzically.

            “It makes you cuter,” She says simply.

            I laugh and stand up, feeling better thanks to Joy. We step out into the line of the other passengers to get off the plane. I grab my bag from the overhead compartment and get Joy’s and her mothers’ luggage for them.

            I hand Joy her little backpack and the rest of her luggage to her mother.

            “Are you sure you don’t want me to carry some of that MaKenna?” I ask

            “No no, it’s alright Ace, don’t worry about it. I got it,” She says smiling.

            I smile and nod my head then turn and follow the remaining passengers off the plane. I walk through the walkway from the plane to the building and finally step into the airport and look around, suddenly feeling even more frightened than before. I look down and see Joy looking up at me. I smile and kneel in front of her, looking into her electric blue eyes, and say, “Hey Joy, you’re gonna be good for you mommy right?”

            “Yes Acey,” She says in the most adorable voice as she looks back into my eyes.

            I smile and start to stand just as she throws her arms around me for a hug. She surprises me but I slowly wrap my arms around her and hug her tightly. Not wanting to let go of the feeling of her safety. I feel her loosen up so I do also. I can feel the warm tears start to build up in my eyes and I feel a tear run down my cheek.

            “Acey are you ok?” She asks, sounding concerned and almost scared.

            I smile and nod and say, “I have to go find my grandma; it was nice meeting you Joy.”

            She looks up at me as I slowly stand and says, “I love you Acey.”

            This makes me cry more and choke out, “I love you too Joy.”

            I look up and see MaKenna smiling and I walk over to her and shake her hand then say, “It was really nice to meet you. You and your daughter both helped me through the plane flight a bit.”

            “No problem Ace, I think you helped Joy a lot. She was really nervous. It was nice to meet you.” She says with that same smile, still reminding me that I need to respect her.

            I start to walk away then I turn back around and wave to them, I see them wave back and I smile through the tears. Turning back around, facing the direction I need to go, I try to stand tall again, looking proud and not like I’m about to fall apart. I take a few steps and I trip on my third step, again catching myself. That’s a terrible habit, I think as I laugh at myself a little.

            I look around and no one is even paying attention so I stand tall again and then walk toward the baggage claim. I don’t have anything to pick up there but grandma is planning on meeting me at baggage claim number 11.

            I look up to see a sign that says “Baggage Claim” with an arrow pointing to my right. I follow the sign and turn right, walking down the middle of the walkway. I’m so lost in thought and trying not to trip again, that I bump shoulders with a teenage girl who looks to be about my age.

            “Hey watch it!” She says as she drops the papers she was carrying and her bag. Her voice, vaguely ringing in my head. Clear as a bell.

            “I’m really sorry,” I say, kneeling to pick up the papers.

            “Wait, don’t I know you?” She asks.

            I hold the papers out to her and look up then completely freeze. “I… Um… Don’t believe so…” I say, trying to fumble for words. This girl, having dark brown hair, soft brown doe eyes, and standing about 5’3”. She was absolutely gorgeous.

            “Are you ok?” she asks as she takes the papers from me, a slight smile playing at the edge of her lips.

            “I’m fine… You just seem extremely familiar.” I say hesitantly.

            “So do you.” She says, smiling a little.

            I realize I’m still kneeling in front of her with about 200 people around us so I stand and hand her the laptop bag that she dropped.

            “Thanks…” She says shyly and looks up at me.

            “You’re welcome. My name is Ace Alex by the way.” I say, trying to introduce myself without sounding stupid.

            “You seem rather formal Ace. My name’s Lily Branch. Don’t be so formal, please. I’m just a normal girl. It’s not like you’re going to scare me off.” She says with a smile.

            Her voice, reminding myself where I heard it before, my eyes widen. Realizing this is the voice that was trying to help me in my head. I don’t say anything, just run everything over in my head so she says, “Are you ok Ace..?”

            “Yes, I’m fine…” I say hesitantly.

            “Alright... I have to go meet my grandma so it was nice meeting you.”

            “Yeah… You too Lily.” I say. She flinches when I say her name so I figure she doesn’t like her name much.

            She turns and walks away and I stand there, trying to get a grasp on what happened. It couldn’t have been true right? That some random girl in the airports voice matches the voices I hear in my head? I must just be going insane.

            I continue walking and finally get to the baggage claim. I walk down the line of baggage claims until I see number 11. I walk toward it and see grandma sitting on the bench.

            “Ace!” She yells, trying to get my attention.

            “Hi grandma,” I say simply as I walk up to her, giving her a quick hug.

            “Ready to go?” She asks.

            “Yeah, I’m ready.” I say, even though I’m not ready for anything. Not one more step. Nothing. I’m still trying to figure out what’s up with that girls’ voice. Lily… I can’t possible have any connection with her. She’s just a girl, isn’t she..?  

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