It's been a week from that weird incident but here's the weird thing, I've been getting this feeling of craving something. Not food but something like a drink, I also have been throwing up a bunch of food that I'd eat. I went to the doctor yesterday and they told me I was fine. Maybe I just ate the wrong food. But fuck no man, it feels like pregnancy. Well that's the best way to explain it, the puking, the constant need to wake up and want to drink something strong like coffee or tea. Maybe even stronger like booze.
Other than going through "pregnancy", I've been feeling okay. As in my dreams haven't happened in a while and it sort of made me more curious. I notice that I've been lying in my bed for the past five minutes and that I needed to head down to the art school in like an hour.

"Fuck me." I groan and arise from my bed.

I basically force my body to walk towards the bathroom. I turn on the shower and start washing my body. It took me about seven minutes to actually get ready and then I just had to dry my hair and that doesn't take long. After getting officially ready, I take my bag with two sketchpads and some pencils and thin markers. I decide on going to the Starbucks down the street and make my way to the school after I get my coffee. Grabbing my keys and bag, making sure I brought my phone and wallet, I close the door.

"Uhh yeah I'll take a plain black coffee, tall." I said to the barista as they write down and ask for my name.

"Alright, you're drink will be over there sir." He points to a girl with black pigtails.

"Okay, thank you." I awkwardly walk to the other barista, she calls my name and I walked over to her.

"You Gerard?" She asks and I nod, she smiles and tells me the normal, 'thank you and please come again' thing.

I leave Starbucks and I run into a smaller person. Lucky enough I didn't spill the coffee but my bag falls to the ground, "Shit." I mumble to myself.

"Oh fuck man. Sorry dude." His voice sounded sort of familiar and I look up at him. I'm yet again met with a beautiful yellow green eyes, hardly even hazel, more yellow with green streaks here and there.

"Nah, it's fine." I snap out of gaze with the eyes and put my things back in my bag.

"Okay, here y...you go." He hesitated to hand me a picture but handed it to me anyways. I look at the picture and notice that it was a picture of one of my dreams, the most common one I have.

"Thanks." I put it back in my bag and I start to feel my head to start getting this piercing pain but I ignore it considering that I needed to get to the school. I get up and start heading towards the school.

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School was just like other days, draw this. mask this face, do this, do that, Nothing unusual at all. I came back home five minutes ago and now I have this need to watch some shitty horror movie. I decided to put in Night of the Living Dead and then I took out a notepad and started writing down random lyrics. It didn't take long for me to finish a couple of songs that sounded good. I put down the notepad and resumed watching the movie.
It was about 9:30 pm and I noticed that Mikey hasn't texted me. Which reminds me that my phone wasn't on me neither was my wallet.

"Fuck." I said out loud and then I heard a knock on the door. I walked towards the door and answered it. No one was there.
I looked down and saw my phone and wallet, lying on the ground. I pick them up and close the door. Before I do anything I look at my phone and check to see if Mikey texted me yet. Nothing, thank god. If he did and I didn't answer I would've been in deep shit.
I then take my tired body to my bed and lay down, my eyes start to feel heavy. Everything fading away and it all fades into black.

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"Hi Gee!" I was greeted by Frank.
"Hey." I replied.
"So," He started off sounding quite sad, "I guess tomorrow I'm leaving."
"Yeah, your mom told me. She said that before you leave to give you a big hug and a kiss on the head."
"She told me to do that too." He smiled and I smiled back.
"When will you be leaving?"
"I'll be leaving early. My mom still wants me to pack but I was thinking that I should say bye to you and Mikey."
"Oh...Mikey's inside."
"Okay...I'll be back." He ran inside my house and I was left outside in the yard.
"Don't go. What am I going to do?" I mumble to myself and then I hear him saying bye to my mom.
"Okay Gee. I'm gonna go back now. Bye."
"Okay bye...I'm gonna miss you."
"I'm gonna miss you too. I love you."
"Love you too." We hug and we exchanged kisses on the forehead and then noises started to fade away and everything went black.

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"I miss you Frankie," I said out loud, "Who are you though?" I question but I suddenly ignore it. It was 7:00 and, before I repeat what I did yesterday, I decided to put on some coffee. My eyes were heavy and I yet again woken up after a memory dream.

Notes

Gonna update soon...maybe in a few hours or maybe like sometime tomorrow