now that he had a life of his own.
Be part of his life.
I sat there for a long time, debating, wondering what I should do. I must have sat there for hours and eventually, I began to yawn. I snagged up my backpack and stuffed it under my head and closed my eyes. Pictures and memories swam through my head of when Sam and I both lived at home. Times when we were close and I didn’t doubt the bond between us.
He had a bond with someone else now. Someone new. China said Heven wasn’t a nice girl, that she was trouble. Maybe Sam needed my help.
That’s what I would do. I would help him.
Yes, he needs help. Help him.
I fell asleep.
* * *
When I woke up, I wasn’t on the bench. It was clear I wasn’t in Portland anymore. I was beside a lake with the water lapping gently on the shore. The water repelled me and I moved back into the trees. My head was throbbing and my body ached. I snagged a bottle of water out of my backpack and rinsed out my mouth, spitting the water in the dirt. I was starving and I wanted more than the meager contents my bag held. I wandered into town and noted the date on a newspaper at a newsstand and my stomach bottomed out.
Two days. I had lost two days this time.
What happened to me? Why was I losing time like this—what did it mean? Near the newsstand I found a small café where I got a hot chocolate, some donuts and a bagel. I was running low on cash and I knew I had to find Sam. When I asked the cashier what town I was in, she looked at me like I had three heads, but after she told me, I stopped paying attention to her. I rushed out of the store and looked up and down the street.
I was in the same place as my brother!
I grabbed a man by the arm that was walking by. “Can you tell me where Concord Street is? Is it far from here?”
The man jerked his arm from my grasp, but then he pointed down the street. “It’s about three blocks that way.”
“Thanks,” I said and began walking.
When I got to the apartment, I took a deep breath and went up to the door. This was it. I was going to see my brother. Things would be better from here on out. I knocked and I waited.
No one answered.
“You looking to rent the apartment?” a voice called from behind.
I turned. A man with white hair and beard was standing on the sidewalk looking at me. “No, I was visiting someone. Is this place for rent?” Had I missed him again?
“It’s not empty yet, but it’s for rent. The occupants gave their notice.”
“Do you know where the renters are now?”
“Nope. Couple of them already moved out. The place is just about vacant, but it’s paid through next week. He’ll be coming back to clean it out between now and then.”
“He?”
The man nodded and his eyes narrowed, starting to get suspicious.
“Is his name Sam? I’m his brother Logan. I–I haven’t seen him in a while.”
The man’s face softened. “Yeah, that’s him.”
Hope soared within me. I wasn’t too late! He was still here! I thanked the man who asked me once more if I wanted to rent the place. When I said no, he got into a blue car and drove away. I sat down on the steps and let out a sigh.
I was anxious to see Sam. I had no clue if he would even want me around, but I had to take the chance. Not only was he my brother, but deep down I had this driving need to be with him. Something inside me was urging me to get closer, to find out everything I could about my brother. The landlord said he would be back sometime between now and next week. All I had to do was wait. He would show up eventually, and when he did, I wouldn’t be alone anymore. Someone would finally understand what I had been through.
And if anyone got in the way of my being with Sam… well….
You will get between them.
Bewitched
Heven and Hell #2.5
By Cambria
Be part of his life.
I sat there for a long time, debating, wondering what I should do. I must have sat there for hours and eventually, I began to yawn. I snagged up my backpack and stuffed it under my head and closed my eyes. Pictures and memories swam through my head of when Sam and I both lived at home. Times when we were close and I didn’t doubt the bond between us.
He had a bond with someone else now. Someone new. China said Heven wasn’t a nice girl, that she was trouble. Maybe Sam needed my help.
That’s what I would do. I would help him.
Yes, he needs help. Help him.
I fell asleep.
* * *
When I woke up, I wasn’t on the bench. It was clear I wasn’t in Portland anymore. I was beside a lake with the water lapping gently on the shore. The water repelled me and I moved back into the trees. My head was throbbing and my body ached. I snagged a bottle of water out of my backpack and rinsed out my mouth, spitting the water in the dirt. I was starving and I wanted more than the meager contents my bag held. I wandered into town and noted the date on a newspaper at a newsstand and my stomach bottomed out.
Two days. I had lost two days this time.
What happened to me? Why was I losing time like this—what did it mean? Near the newsstand I found a small café where I got a hot chocolate, some donuts and a bagel. I was running low on cash and I knew I had to find Sam. When I asked the cashier what town I was in, she looked at me like I had three heads, but after she told me, I stopped paying attention to her. I rushed out of the store and looked up and down the street.
I was in the same place as my brother!
I grabbed a man by the arm that was walking by. “Can you tell me where Concord Street is? Is it far from here?”
The man jerked his arm from my grasp, but then he pointed down the street. “It’s about three blocks that way.”
“Thanks,” I said and began walking.
When I got to the apartment, I took a deep breath and went up to the door. This was it. I was going to see my brother. Things would be better from here on out. I knocked and I waited.
No one answered.
“You looking to rent the apartment?” a voice called from behind.
I turned. A man with white hair and beard was standing on the sidewalk looking at me. “No, I was visiting someone. Is this place for rent?” Had I missed him again?
“It’s not empty yet, but it’s for rent. The occupants gave their notice.”
“Do you know where the renters are now?”
“Nope. Couple of them already moved out. The place is just about vacant, but it’s paid through next week. He’ll be coming back to clean it out between now and then.”
“He?”
The man nodded and his eyes narrowed, starting to get suspicious.
“Is his name Sam? I’m his brother Logan. I–I haven’t seen him in a while.”
The man’s face softened. “Yeah, that’s him.”
Hope soared within me. I wasn’t too late! He was still here! I thanked the man who asked me once more if I wanted to rent the place. When I said no, he got into a blue car and drove away. I sat down on the steps and let out a sigh.
I was anxious to see Sam. I had no clue if he would even want me around, but I had to take the chance. Not only was he my brother, but deep down I had this driving need to be with him. Something inside me was urging me to get closer, to find out everything I could about my brother. The landlord said he would be back sometime between now and next week. All I had to do was wait. He would show up eventually, and when he did, I wouldn’t be alone anymore. Someone would finally understand what I had been through.
And if anyone got in the way of my being with Sam… well….
You will get between them.
Bewitched
Heven and Hell #2.5
By Cambria
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