Why Am I Going Crazy?, chapter 6
Jessies POV
Dream
"You-you love me?" Mike stammered.
I pulled away and looked down, pondering the question. "I- I don't know..." I sighed. "I-" This was getting very uncomfortable and any thoughts of my dad were pushed to the back of my mind, now I just pondered this simple question Do I love Mike? My mind was saying that this was ridiculous and there was no way that I loved him, I had just met him yesterday and my heart was screaming YES!
"Jessie, are you okay?" Mike asked, touching my shoulder.
"I- I just don't want to get hurt... I've got to go!" I sighed, getting up and running out of the cafe and out into the pouring rain. I turned and started to run home. though I would never make it to the warmth of my room where I could hide from all of my problems and humiliation under the warmth of my covers. I was walking home, looking only at the ground paying attention to nothing but my humiliation... then I noticed that I still had Mike's jacket... Oh well, I'll call Billie to come pick it up when I get home. I thought as I clutched Mike's jacket close to me. Just then, some one grabbed me and put a hand over my mouth.
"Don't move." a woman's voice snarled in my ear, and I felt a gun being put to my head. "Or I'll shoot." Tears started flowing down my face, I knew that voice... oh man if only I hadn't left Mike at the cafe...
End Dream
"AHH!" I screamed as I hit the floor beside my bed. Damn, it was that dream again... I've had dreams of that moment every night for the past five years. I thought to myself as I crawled back into my warm bed. Though, I couldn't sleep so I lay awake staring at the ceiling... and thinking of that day.
Flashback
""Don't move." a womans voice snarled in my ear, and I felt a gun being put to my head. "Or I'll shoot." Tears started flowing down my face, I knew that voice... oh man if only I hadn't left Mike at the cafe...
The woman shoved me into the backseat of the car and I looked over to see one of my many foster fathers... Oh my god... this was one of my many foster families that I had stayed with while my mom was a drug addict! I thought, horrified...
End flashback
They never really told me why they took me.. hell I don't even know where I am! New tears formed in my eyes... just like the other days... Tomorrow I started work at my kidnappers' McDonalds... maybe I'll find out where I am! But, oh man... I miss Mike... I thought, getting up and sulking over to the closet and I looked at a single black hoodie that hung there. Mike's hoodie.
I took it down and pulled it close to me and sobbed into it... it some how made me feel better... like a way for me to escape this hell. And then, I fell to sleep, with Mike's jacket held close to my body.
***
I stood at the little window at McDonalds where you give the drive-thru people their food and take their orders. I wore Mike's hoodie over my uniform to give me good luck on my first day... I really did not want to screw up for fear that they'll leave me on the side of the road. Oh! I found out where I am...Little Rock, or something like that...I knew enough to know that it was no where near the town that was my world...Oakland.
Then, someone pulled up to the place you order. "Hello. Welcome to McDonalds, how may I help you?" I said, in a practiced voice.
A familiar voice laughed and said, "Yeah, I'd like three Big n' Tasty value meals!"
I asked them what kind of drinks and all that unimportant shit. Then, they pulled around and I got their food ready, only to have it fall out of my hands at who I saw at the drive through window.
"Mike?" I know that it has been five years, but I knew that it was him, his beautiful eyes, his brown hair, everything.
Mike looked in at me, confused. "Yeah?"
"Mike! It's me!" I laughed hysterically. He looked me up and down, then saw the jacket that had all kinds of stains and shit on it and a look of recognition came on his face.
"J-Jessie?!" He stammered, in shock.
Dream
"You-you love me?" Mike stammered.
I pulled away and looked down, pondering the question. "I- I don't know..." I sighed. "I-" This was getting very uncomfortable and any thoughts of my dad were pushed to the back of my mind, now I just pondered this simple question Do I love Mike? My mind was saying that this was ridiculous and there was no way that I loved him, I had just met him yesterday and my heart was screaming YES!
"Jessie, are you okay?" Mike asked, touching my shoulder.
"I- I just don't want to get hurt... I've got to go!" I sighed, getting up and running out of the cafe and out into the pouring rain. I turned and started to run home. though I would never make it to the warmth of my room where I could hide from all of my problems and humiliation under the warmth of my covers. I was walking home, looking only at the ground paying attention to nothing but my humiliation... then I noticed that I still had Mike's jacket... Oh well, I'll call Billie to come pick it up when I get home. I thought as I clutched Mike's jacket close to me. Just then, some one grabbed me and put a hand over my mouth.
"Don't move." a woman's voice snarled in my ear, and I felt a gun being put to my head. "Or I'll shoot." Tears started flowing down my face, I knew that voice... oh man if only I hadn't left Mike at the cafe...
End Dream
"AHH!" I screamed as I hit the floor beside my bed. Damn, it was that dream again... I've had dreams of that moment every night for the past five years. I thought to myself as I crawled back into my warm bed. Though, I couldn't sleep so I lay awake staring at the ceiling... and thinking of that day.
Flashback
""Don't move." a womans voice snarled in my ear, and I felt a gun being put to my head. "Or I'll shoot." Tears started flowing down my face, I knew that voice... oh man if only I hadn't left Mike at the cafe...
The woman shoved me into the backseat of the car and I looked over to see one of my many foster fathers... Oh my god... this was one of my many foster families that I had stayed with while my mom was a drug addict! I thought, horrified...
End flashback
They never really told me why they took me.. hell I don't even know where I am! New tears formed in my eyes... just like the other days... Tomorrow I started work at my kidnappers' McDonalds... maybe I'll find out where I am! But, oh man... I miss Mike... I thought, getting up and sulking over to the closet and I looked at a single black hoodie that hung there. Mike's hoodie.
I took it down and pulled it close to me and sobbed into it... it some how made me feel better... like a way for me to escape this hell. And then, I fell to sleep, with Mike's jacket held close to my body.
***
I stood at the little window at McDonalds where you give the drive-thru people their food and take their orders. I wore Mike's hoodie over my uniform to give me good luck on my first day... I really did not want to screw up for fear that they'll leave me on the side of the road. Oh! I found out where I am...Little Rock, or something like that...I knew enough to know that it was no where near the town that was my world...Oakland.
Then, someone pulled up to the place you order. "Hello. Welcome to McDonalds, how may I help you?" I said, in a practiced voice.
A familiar voice laughed and said, "Yeah, I'd like three Big n' Tasty value meals!"
I asked them what kind of drinks and all that unimportant shit. Then, they pulled around and I got their food ready, only to have it fall out of my hands at who I saw at the drive through window.
"Mike?" I know that it has been five years, but I knew that it was him, his beautiful eyes, his brown hair, everything.
Mike looked in at me, confused. "Yeah?"
"Mike! It's me!" I laughed hysterically. He looked me up and down, then saw the jacket that had all kinds of stains and shit on it and a look of recognition came on his face.
"J-Jessie?!" He stammered, in shock.
