Death Once Again..?
Jace sipped on a cup of hot chocolate, sitting alone in the living room. All 5 of his band mates had activities tonight and won’t be coming back till 5 a.m. at the earliest.
Thunder roared outside as the first of the raindrops splattered on the window pane.
Looking idly at his phone, his gaze fell on the date.
12th of February, 2015.
He frowned and closed his eyes, the signs of an oncoming migraine evident. Something felt off. He felt a sense of déjà vu, like all of this had happened before.
He placed his cup on the small coffee table and got off the reclining chair. He needed to find some meds. He can’t bear to miss tomorrow’s schedules, the dance practice and recording for their new album was really vital and if it got delayed, their whole group will suffer.
Shaking his head, he made his way towards the room he shared with his fellow band mate, Luis. Stepping inside, he suddenly felt as if his heart was pounding in his ears. Everything was suddenly swimming around.
Then it went black.
When he next came to, Jace found himself in the middle of an intersection. Rain drops were pelting down on his body relentlessly. He pushed his body up, trying to stand up.
He was confused, so damn confused.
‘Am I dreaming?’ he thought to himself. He pinched himself, cursing when he felt the pain. It was so surreal. Looking around the concrete landscape he went in a random direction.
It had been at least 20 minutes since he started but the only things that came in his vision were eerily alike looming buildings. Tired and dizzy, he stopped, but it seemed that his body had a mind of its own.
Against his will, he kept going on and on.
Suddenly he found himself in front of a duplex. It was pretty decent from outside with green lawn and maintained flower beds. It was the only house with lights still on. He looked around and found that no other structure bore any signs of life.
Stealthily, he opened the metal gates and stepped inside. Looking around he started making his way towards the door.
“YOU BLOODY BASTARD!!”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Jace jumped in shock, covering his ears with his hands. His whole body was trembling, sweat dripping from his dyed silver hair.
“What the hell!” he cursed when his feet remained rooted to the spot in front of the house.
More yelling was heard followed by some other gun shots.
He looked around frantically, in hopes of somebody else coming after hearing the loud noises but nobody dared to make an appearance. It didn’t even look as if anyone else was there to begin with.
At once the door was thrown open. Taken off guard, the young man didn’t have any time to see who just ran past him.
He looked up only to see something, rather someone, running towards him at full speed. He stared wide eyed, scared shitless. Instinctively, he closed his eyes, bracing himself for the oncoming danger.
“Live your death!”
Jace’s eyes flew open. He immediately sat up, looking around. He tried to control his ragged breathing, trying to calm his still racing heart.
Was it all a dream?
He moaned when he found that he was, once again, in the same intersection as before. He wanted to cry, to scream but it seemed as if his body wasn’t his own anymore. He stood up from the road, not able to move anywhere else.
His tee and sweatpants were sticking to his body because of the heavy amount of sweat.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
He looked around, his eyes frantic.
Suddenly a small figure came running down one of the roads. His bare feet were making tapping noises on the wet and cold asphalt.
“Hey! Wait!” Jace yelled, trying to stop the kid but he just continued on.
The loud noise of a car’s roaring engines invaded his ears. He ignored the kid and turned to look at the way the kid just came from only to see a car rushing down towards him.
He tried to run, to move away from the lunatic driver’s way but his attempts were in vain.
Gritting his teeth, he braced himself for the inevitable.
The car was nearing, flashing its head lights on his trembling body.
Jace opened his eyes. He stared at his body in astonishment. He was still intact!
“YAAAAAAAAHH!” a shrill cry rang out, making shivers go up his spine. It was so pain filled and horrific, that Jace didn’t even dared to turn around.
But curiosity took the better of him and he did.
There was a small kid’s body, lying face first on the ground. The car was nowhere to be seen neither its driver. He secretly heaved a sigh of relief at that.
Finding that he could move once again, he scrambled towards the small body.
Blood was seeping out and into the crevices of the pavement. He turned the body over, gasping in shock.
The blood stained face was way too familiar.
He moved away, tried to will be best because a small hand grabbed his ankle, making him unable to do so. He tried to swat it away, moisture leaking from his eyes.
“Leave me!” he croaked out, trying to get free from the supposedly dead body’s grasp.
With bated breath, he noticed the child’s eyes opening. They were a brilliant brown, like his own. But soon they were replaced by an eerie shade of orange, the sclera turning a decaying black.
“How did you like…your own death?”
Jace screamed, calling for help. The child just laughed, his body decaying steadily. He stood up on his little blackening legs, grabbing the elder’s face.
“No…please leave me alone, please!” Jace begged, trying to get away but some power of some kind prevented him from doing so.
“Afraid of your own self?” the kid questioned, laughing in his shrill voice. He placed his hands just above the other’s eyes. The rain continued on, falling on both of them.
“The show is over~!” he sang, pulling out the other’s eyes.
Leaving us at a really young age; his little soul will bring joys to the heaven.
Loved dearly by his late parents, family and friends.
Falling down on his knees, his wet clothes squelched. His hand was covering his empty and bloody eye sockets. His other hand was tracing the words on the tombstone.
He sobbed, not able to decipher what in the actual hell was happening with him.
He was supposed to be dead!?
Something pressed down on his back. He felt a hand gripping his shoulder tightly.
The person muttered something in ear, making his body shook violently.
Jace’s limp body fell on the muddy ground.
“AKE-! –CE! WAKE-!”
He felt someone shaking his shoulders vehemently. He groaned, his body feeling way too heavy.
“JACE!! WAKE THE FUCK UP!”
At once, he sat up. He found 5 different but really familiar, faces staring down at him, some in worry, some in shock.
“What the hell happened to you?! When I entered the room, you were thrashing all around, speaking profanities! What kind of a sucked up nightmare was it that you were having?” Luis, his roommate, questioned.
“I can…see?” Jace mumbled idiotically.
“Of course you can you dumbo.” Hyunmi, their band leader, commented. “It was just a nightmare, nothing was real.”
“Yeah, just calm down, okay? I will go and prepare a relaxing bath for you.” Jayden, better known as Jay, said, exiting the room.
Aiden just patted his back before following his twin.
“Do you want to have some time to yourself? To think about it?” Levi asked, worried.
“Yeah…that will be nice.”
With that, the others exited the room, closing the door lightly behind them.
Jace rested his back against the bed rest. Chuckling at himself, he rubbed his burning eyes. He felt like crying.
Sobering up, he stepped out of his bed. Suddenly something fell out of the pocket of his pants. He picked the red stained paper up.
‘Want to live your death…once again?’
He stared hard at the paper, willing, wishing that it will just vanish away. It was a nightmare, it had to be!
He looked up only to see himself, his 5 year old self, floating mid-air, holding a gun in his decaying hands. He pointed the gun at his forehead, his small bloody finger on the trigger.