Her breath in her chest beat as Vali emerged in tears. Awake, she was fully awake, thankfully. She felt the weight of her body anchor her but when she moved, she stumbled then took a breath. Oh no, not again. It had been months since she last projected, why she would do it now was beyond her.
Feeling her weightless self she touched her body. At least she was breathing. Sometimes, when she projected her body would freeze, as if time had frozen and at that point she would need to find whatever it was that she was supposed to find before she could return to her body. Cursing, Vali walked over to her brothers room where he was sound asleep.
“As I always do…” She smiled as she kissed his forehead. “I will return. No matter how long it takes.”
Sometimes, it would take days. There was a time it took months, almost a year for her to return but she could hear her younger brother cry as he told her about his day and how much he missed her. Other times, she could feel his eyes on her and then later, maybe the following morning or the next he would tell her, “I know you think I’m crazy but I could have sworn I saw you. I always try to call out to you even though I know you can’t hear me but one of these days maybe you’ll be able to hear me and come home.”
Her emotions swarmed her as she felt a heavy heart in her chest. In her sleep, if she felt any emotional pain she would feel it ten times worse in this dimension. She smirked as she continued to walk away from her house and into the neighborhood. The love for her brother was strong but the pain she felt for her brother was also intense because she always found herself regretting this double life of hers.
One time, when she went into her coma state and was able to hear her brother speak, she had apparently had been gone for three months. However, so had he. The amount of remorse he felt for getting in his first relationship and never once taking a step into her bedroom to tell her goodnight weighed heavy on his heart. He never forgave himself despite the amount of comfort she gave to him when she came to. Although, what he didn’t know was that she also never forgave herself for she was not able to be there for his first love and his first heartbreak.
As if it were a sixth sense, a color emerged in her thoughts. Its warmth and her attraction to it feel deeply within her. This was impossible. She had buried this memory long ago. She locked it away under barriers and barriers of locks that she threw the keys away to. Why was this feeling emerging now? Memory coming to the forefront of her mind she frowned. The last time she had been gone for almost a year it was because of this feeling. She was trying to run from it and at the same time it pulled her in. More importantly, the last time she had an addition to her hell in sleep she projected like so and found herself in love.
Meeting his hazel eyes, she bit her lip in annoyance. He was home, wherever that was, in his room, waiting for her. There was something different about him, she could feel the ware on his as his memories coursed through her eyes. He broke them down. It took two full actual years but he broke down every barrier that she had placed on his memory and was now beaten out of his strength. He hummed a tune that fluttered her heart, one that he knew in his language but couldn’t explain to her in hers. It didn’t matter. In this world, she knew every word and what it meant to him.
He stood away from his body, looking out the window as if something was going to change about the scene. Something else was different about him, he seemed, heavier. Not physically, but in his heart. She felt his anxiety of not being able to reach her. The depression washed over her as she was enlightened about his discovery of the first barrier. She could also hear her say to him, in a stern voice, “I have to go. Even though I absolutely love everything about you. I have a life to return to. A real one.”
He was remembering the last time they spoke. The last kiss lingered on her lips. Cursing, she could feel the regret in his heart as he tried to move on in the physical world but despite his efforts, he couldn. He couldn’t understand why none of his physical relationships were even close to theirs. A smirk came upon her lips. Could it even be considered a relationship consider that she was in a coma in the physical world and he would return to her after going to sleep in his?
“Two years.” She said to herself, although she knew he could hear her. “You know, maybe you should physically meet up with me since you’ve gone through all this trouble.”
A mixture of emotions coursed through him as he heard her voice for the first time since two years ago. “I don’t think you understand how much I want to yell at you.” He said quietly, under his breath. “Those barriers you placed…” Tears collected in his eyes. “They were created specifically to make sure I wasn’t going to be able to contact you.”
There was a pause as he she felt him push away the anger. “But it doesn’t matter how much I want to yell, scream, embrace you, or anything honestly.” He said as she felt his tears flow down his cheeks. “Is it too much to ask to speak to you?” His voice cracked as he began to sob.
“What I don’t understand is how you can love me…” He said, his breath heavy. “And then turn away to forget about me…” He wondered.
His emotions flowed rapidly through her body. Slamming into the weightless body she acquired, she clenched her hands into a fist and then fell to her knees to stare at the asphalt of the road. She wasn’t going to go to him. After what she had put her brother though she swore that she would never do this again. Every minute could be longer in the real world and every moment she spent wasting her time, the more distance from her brother she would be..
“Your brother means that much to you?” He said, his voice clearing. There was a happiness and sadness that fluctuated in his voice. “I’m not going to ask you to not be with him, or you real life…” He whispered. “What I’m asking…” He said with a sigh. “Is…” He paused. “Can you make time for me?”
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