I wake up in the infirmary. I blink a few times while my eyes adjust to the light. It takes me a while to realize where i am. I hop up and get a splitting headache. I fall back onto the bed, or i thought I did. Then i realized that someone pulled me down. Jake is laying next to me on the bed. I lay back down and the pain leaves.
“What did I do to myself?” I ask Jake, even though i know.
“You blacked out when Libby pressure-pointed you and then when you woke up, you ran into a door. I was so worried,” he says and just stops talking when he mentioned he was worried.
“Well I think I’m better now,” I say and start to get up when Jake jumps on me. I look at him for a second and then push him off.
“Ahem.” He coughs. “You have to stay here.”
I start to think about the song Car radio by Twenty-one Pilots. I start by humming and end up singing the words.
“I have these thoughts so often I ought to replace that slot with what I once bought cause somebody stole my car radio and now i just sit in silence.”
“Sometimes quiet is violent. I find it hard to hide it. My pride is no longer inside, it’s on my sleeve my skin will scream reminding me of who I killed inside my dream. I hate this car that I’m driving there’s no hiding for me. I’m forced to deal with what I feel…” Jake sings along.
“There is no distraction to mask what is real...” I sing back. We stare at each other for a little bit. Then I continue.
“And there’s faith. And there’s sleep. We need to pick one please because faith is to be awake and to be awake is for us to think and for us to think is to be alive and I will try with every rhyme to come across like i am dying to try and tell you that you need to think.”
We stare at each other for a little longer before I realize that he is holding my hand. I jump back and almost fall off the bed while he doesn’t let go of my hand and pulls me back up. I feel weird sitting with someone I really don’t know on a bed, but it’s like i have known Jake since we were kids. Then it hits me. A flashback materializes in my brain.
Me and Jake are sitting in my living room playing Monopoly. We look like we are about 5 or 6. I scream out, “You are not winning this, Jake!”
He screams back, “Oh really? Watch me!”
Another flashback hits me with full force.
Jake and I are sitting together on the fence over Lookout Peak. It looks like we could’ve been 11. We are staring up into the sky, watching the stars. Jake pulls my face down and leans in. I lean in too. And then we…
I wake up from my flashback to Jake talking to me.
“Trinity?!” Luke screams.
“What!” I scream back.
“Oh my god. I’m sorry it’s just…it’s been like 10 minutes and you weren’t answering and I thought…” he stops talking.
“Jake…I think I know you,” I say slowly.
“Trinity, of course you do. I am your b…” he stops talking as I cut him off.
“I had a flashback of us…at Lookout Peak and then you…we…a…”
I stumble over my words not wanting to truly admit what had happened.
“We kissed?” he says, not thinking it was weird to say at all.
“Yeah…” I say awkwardly.
“Listen, I wasn’t supposed to tell you this but…” Jake starts. “They erased your memory of me because no one is supposed to date anyone they have known and/or dated.”
“Oh…” I say slow.
“Trinity, me and you have been dating for three years,” Jake says.
It hits me all at once. Our first date, our first year anniversary. Everything. Full force. I lay back down and then am about to fall asleep. The last thing I know that happens is that Jake says, “I’ve missed you.”
And nuzzles up next to me.
When I wake up, I feel my heart going ba-bump ba-bump, ba-bump superfast and sleepily wonder why. Then I recall the events of last night. I turn a slight shade of pink.
“Good morning, princess. Did you sleep well?” Libby calls mockingly from the doorway and I turn even redder.
I yank the pillow Luke is sleeping on and throw it forcefully at Libby. She catches it easily and throws it back. It hits poor Jake in the face and he snorts awake.
“Huh? Oh, hi,” he says groggily. “Well, I should say good morning, but…”
She hurls two duffel bags at us and both hit me in the head, which didn’t really add to the headache I was having but hurt a little bit. “Get ready to move,” she orders as I glare. “The attack’s over and we’re going back to the dorms.”
“There wasn’t much of an attack in the first place,” I mutter, miffed, but try to get out of bed anyway.
Whoa. The entire room spun. Or was it me that was spinning?
I hold onto the bed frame, give up, and flop down back onto the cushy mattress.
“She shouldn’t be in the field yet, Libby,” Jake says.
“I know. Not my orders though,” she says as she pulls out a beaker from her bag. “Drink this,” she commands and I do so. I immediately feel better and hop up.
“Let’s go,” I say hyped up. I don’t feel good anymore as soon as we are out the door. I start walking slower and then I start to see my vision blur. I start to go into a flashback.
I am sitting in a room. The hospital room. I see someone come in while I am sleeping next to Jake. She has a needle in her hand. She pricks me with it and I twitch, scaring her. I wish I could punch her, realizing what she did. I move my body and try to make myself move. I only manage a slight hand twitch. I watch as she backs out of the room.
“Night-night Trinity,” she says and then it’s almost as if someone stuck a spotlight on her face and I realize who it is.
“She’s waking up,” I hear someone say. I blink my eyes a few times but they won’t open.
“Trinity?” I hear Sydney whisper.
“Don’t talk. It will disturb her,” I hear Justice say really loud.
“JUSTICE!” I hear Libby yell at the top of her lungs.
“I am done,” I hear Jake say.
“Meh,” I say.
“TRINITY!” they all scream.
“WHAT!” I yell back.
“Hi,” Faith says.
“Bye,” I say and fall asleep. I dream really weird after that. I dream that I am in a battle suit fully equipped with a bunch of gadgets and I keep having to fight these magical creatures. Right now, I am walking over a desert horizon. I am looking around for any source of water. Suddenly, I swear I see a human shape in the distance. Couldn’t be someone. Could it? I think to myself. I call out to the person. “Hey! You!” I yell and wave my arms up and down. The person sees me and turns. They look like they recognize me.
“Trinity?” they call across the savanna.
“Yeah? It’s me. Who are you?” I yell and they start to jog over. I realize it’s Libby.
“What are you doing here?” she asks.
“Um…” I start.
“You’re not supposed to be in battle!” She yells. Battle? I think. All those other fights I must of been fighting real people, or creatures.
“Libby, I’m not really sure that I’m here,” I say with caution.
“What do you mean?! Of course you’re here! I can see you,” she says and then goes to touch me. I back up.
“Libby, I don’t know what will happen if you touch me so don’t freak out. Ok?” I ask, knowing she is going to anyway.
“Ok but I don’t see what I’m supposed to be…” she starts saying as she goes to touch my shoulder. Her hand slides through me and I suddenly see my room, for only a split second, before I am back looking at Libby.
“Oh My SPIRIT!” She yells. “TRINITY! WHAT THE HECK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!”
“I… I don’t know. I wanted to tell you what happened before this but you wouldn’t let me,” I say annoyed.
“Shoot,” She says quieting so I can talk.
“Ok so we were in my hospital room and everyone was there. And I flopped back on my bed and went to sleep. I woke up instantly in this frozen place and all these people kept on challenging me. Sorry, not people, creatures. And when you touched me just now, i saw a glimpse of my hospital room for a split second and no one was there,” I finish.
“I think you’re dream battling. It’s where your spirit calls you to fight, even when you can’t. And I guess that it put you in the real world, kinda,” she concludes running her hand through me. I get another glimpse of my room and now there were people there, standing over me, except they weren’t people, they were creatures.
“AHHH!” I scream right in Libby’s face.
“What?! What is it!?” she says really scared.
“There are creatures in my room! And they are standing over me and i have to get back!” I scream.
“Hurry, try pinching yourself. It should wake you up,” She says and waves as I pinch my arm and come out of my sleep breathing really hard and staring into the faces of a bunch of creatures. One of them looks like a big bird, while another looks like a lizard.
“Good sssshe’sssss awake,” says a snake-like one.
“Let’s get her,” another one says.
“No WAY!” I yell and a pink bubble comes out from my voice and sends them all flying back.
“I didn’t know I could do that,” I say out of breath.
“Ssssshe’ssss definitely one of them,” says the snake as he slithers close to the bed. “No one elsssse hassss that power but them.”
“What power?” I ask defensively.
“The power,” says one that looks like a star-nosed mole, yuck and gross. “To make anything you want to happen at the tip of your fingers.”
“Ssssshe’ssss definitely the one,” says the snake as he climbs on the bed.
“Get AWAY!” I yell and there is a blinding light from my hand as I raise it and he bursts into flames.
“Ahhh! Sssshe’sss a red-blood too. Perfect,” he says and disappears, flames and all.
I wish I was with Libby. I wish I was with Libby, I think and close my eyes. I open them to a barren landscape.
“You’re back?!” Libby yells.
“Libby!” I yell and jump on her and give her a hug.
“You’re…you’re not in a dream. You're really here?! TRINITY!’” She screams.
“I had to leave! They were going to either take me, kill me, or eat me. Or cook me over a spit! I wasn’t sure which!” I say scared.
“Let’s get you to HQ’s base,” she says and puts me on her back and we truck our way through the barren wind and terrain to a small hanger in the middle of nowhere.