Lost In The Parallel World

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My subconsciousness was coming to life due to weird sounds that reached my ears. Frowning, i turned to my right and hiding beneath the thick covers which laid over me. I felt myself slipping into deep sleep but once again i heard loud breaking sounds of glass. I sighed as i was completely awake now, pushing the covers away. The house was silent now, no noise nothing. I drunk myself to sleep yesterday to ease the pain within my heart. So i was going crazy i think.

It must be in my dream.

I thought and sat in hunched up position, yawning and stretching my arms over my head. Satisfied with my stretching, I stumbled to the washroom and washed my face. Looking up at the mirror to find my red eyes. Sighing, shaking my head in disappointment in myself, i heard loud shouting.

I blinked, my hands suspended in my hair, as i heard closely.

"Shut up!. " This angry voice sounded like my father 

"Please. Dad" the other voice was of a child. I had never heard before.

It must be neighbors.

I thought shrugging my shoulders and grabbed the ham of my shirt and was about to pull my shirt off when i found something odd in front of me.

My luxurious bathroom was not in front of me, instead it was uncleaned ordinary washroom. No bath tub, no full length glass, nothing was the same. I blinked my eyes, not believing my eyes. I must be drunk, cursing myself i walked out of the washroom to my room. The scene in front of made me freeze in shock.

My queen sized bed was replaced by a old, moth eaten  single bed. The sheets were dirty and so were the covers. Subconsciously, i dusted my clothes in confusion, pushing my hair back, i walked slowly taking in everything around my room.

It was not my room. Where am i?.

I questioned as i looked around. I heard the shouting once again and it was coming from downstairs.

I must have come here in my drunk state.

Opening the door, i made my way down. Thinking of ways to thank the people who took me in. Putting my foot on the last step of stairs, i looked up with a smile on my face. But what i found in front me made me lose my balance. I stumbled back and grabbed the railing to prevent myself from falling.

I front of me was my dad, his shirt dirty and undone, pants low on his hips, hair messed up, eyes bloodshot. He was holding a bottle of beer in his hand as he stood beside my mom who was on the ground sobbing. My mom was not healthy, blood was coming out of her nose and mouth as she kept sobbing sitting on the kitchen floor.

"W-what?." I asked myself.

What was going on?. My parents were on honeymoon and they were not my parents. My parents hardly ever fought and even if they did, dad had never laid a hand on mom..

But what is this? In front of my eyes, my drunken filthy dad beating up my weak, unhealthy looking mom.

"Eme!." I heard a voice and felt someone hugging my legs.

Still holding the railing tight, i looked down and gasped. A child who had similar features of me was hugging my legs and looking up at me. Her eyes filled with tears as she sobbed.

"Eme, stop dad." She said in between hiccups.

I blinked unable to process what the hell was going on.

"Ahh!. Stop please!." I heard a slap and my mom's voice of plea.

I don't know what was happening, but i felt moving forward towards the person who looked like my dad.

He raised his hand to beat my mom again, but i grabbed his wrist before he could lay a hand on her. I gagged as the strong smell of alcohol hit my nostrils.

"Get away from her." I said, pushing him away from her.

He stumbled back and fell down on the floor with a thud. The bote of beer which he was holding went flying and hit the wall behind him and all the pieces shatter to place.

"Get out right now!." I shouted at the man on the floor, he stood up with unsteady feet and glared at me.

" I will come back at you piece of s**t!." He shouted, his spit falling from his mouth as he spoke. Finger pointed at me, eyes filled with anger.

Disgusting.

"Sure." That's all i said and walked towards him, grabbing him by his collar, i dragged him out of the house. Pushing him away from me, i closed the door as he was trying to get steady in his feet.

"That person was not my dad, for sure." I said to myself.

Fingers running my head as i walk back in, finding three kids surrounding my mom.

"Esme!. Dear are you okay?." My mom asked, her eyes empty and hollow. All i could find was fear in them.

My feet carried me to her as my mind had shut down. I sat down and grabbed her chin in my hand, scanning her face and body for severe injuries. I sighed in relief as there was no big injury only minor cuts and a big purple bruise was forming on her right cheek. I caressed her cheek lightly which made her hiss in pain. Quickly withdrawing my hand, i took a step back.

"Why did you come back?. You said you will bring help!." A young boy yelled at me, grabbing my wrist and making me face him.

His brown eyes filled with anger and confusion. His black hair was messed up as he glared down at me.

I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out.

What i was suppose to say?. That i don't know who they were?. The women resembles my mom but she is not my mom and dad looks like my dad but isn't in reality.

I shoke his hand off me and walked out of the house, with a confused state of mind. I once again, stopped in utmost shock, the street wasn't the same. I slowly turned around to face the house from which i came out. Unsurprisingly, it was not my house. The street, the houses, my house, everything was different.

What in the heaven's sake was going on?. Is it a dream?. Or i have gone crazy after inhaling too much alcohol?.

Hands on my head as i paced the road, unable to understand what to do.

If i had my phone with me-

Phone!.

I searched my pockets for my phone, pulling it out my back pocket, i sighed in relief and almost cried with happiness.

Now let's call Jasmine and tell her pick me up.

I swipe open the phone and entered into contacts. My finger hovered above the touch screen as unfamiliar contacts came into my view.

Seth, Teddy, Rebecca b***h, Teddy fucker.

What the actual hell? Who were these people?

I felt my heart beat picked up it's speed and my hands started to tremor in fear.

Where am i?

I looked around, lips dry and throat constricting.

Breath in and out. Calm down

I need to think so i can't get afraid now. I released the air from my mouth, pushing the hair behind my ear, i started walking around the area. Wanting to know where i was and if i could find anyone in particular. All cafes and streets were different.

Was it a dream?

I wasn't sure of anything right now. A thought suddenly came to my mind, i remember Jasmine's number.

Quickly typing in the number, i dialled it and waited anxiously biting my lips.

The number is invalid. Please dial again.

I looked at the phone in pure surprise. I am one hundred percent sure it's the same number. I dialled again and i heard the same message again and again. Finally i gave in and threw the mobile across the sideway in anger. People around me jumped at my actions and stared at me weirdly. I paced in front of the cafe with hands holding my hair tightly.

What the hell is happening!?

I heard loud honking and flashing of light on my figure. I looked up finally coming to the reality and realized I was standing on the road. A car with high speed was making its way towards me and the flash froze me like a statue. I felt my body paralyzed, I couldn't move a muscle as past memories came rushing to me at a speed of light. It was like Déjà vu, car at a high speed so close to me that even brakes wont stop the collision between us. My mind was screaming at me to move out of the way but my body wasn't listening. I closed my eyes as the car neared me as people shouted around me. A hand grabbed my arm and yanked me away roughly from the road.

I gasped and opened my eyes as I collided with a hard chest. I could hear cheering around us as I stood froze within the arms of a stranger. Who was breathing heavily, his arms loosened around me, I looked up to see him. My breath was caught stuck in my throat at the person in front of me. He was five inches taller than me, grey eyes with blue specs around them and brown hair. He looked like a model.

He frowned and dropped his arms from my body.

"Are you stupid? You could have died. If you want to die do it somewhere else." His deep throaty voice ringed in my ears. He said and walked away into the nearby Coffee shop.

I sighed and rang my hands down my face.

Just great. Made a fool out of myself in front of everyone.

I made my way towards the coffee shop where the man who saved me work. I ignored peoples weird looks and entered in. Looking around the shop, I neared the counter. The place was cozy and nice.

"May I help you?" He said, looking at the laptop in front of him.

"Thank you for saving my life." I spoke, vulnerability in my tone.

He looked up, his grey eyes looked at mine and nodded his head.

"Can I borrow your phone for a while I need to make an urgent call."I said, looking at him hopefully.

He looked back at me and back at the laptop, ignoring me.

What is wrong with him?

"Umm, Excuse me, Rhys?" I said, leaning towards him as I read his name out loud from the name tag resting on his chest.

"And have you break my phone, like you did to your phone out there?" He said, bored

I stood with my mouth gape open.

What? Oh my. Did everyone saw me throwing tantrum!?

I could feel the warmth of the blush as it crawled up my neck. I cleared my throat, straightening my back and head held high.

"I am going through a tough time and I let my anger get the best of me. I assure you i-"

I was cut off as he slide his phone towards me and looked back at the screen without saying anything. I smiled kindly at him, which I believe he didn't noticed. Grabbing the phone, I walked away from the counter to have some privacy to myself. I prayed and dialed Jasmines number once again. Crossing my fingers, heart beating fast as I looked down at it.

The dialled number is invalid. Please try again.

What is even going on!?

I felt the ground slipping beneath my feet as my mind stopped working. I looked around the area once more, grabbing the counter to prevent from falling.

Where am i?

Suddenly the flash back of my parent's doppelganger came into my mind, making me terrified. I put the phone down on the counter, body and mind on pause. Breaths coming fast and irregular, hand clammy and trembling with panic.

"Are you okay?" Rhys asked, voice laced with worry.

"I-i need to sit." I said, stumbling and took a seat near the counter.

Putting my head in my hands, i took deep breaths trying to calm myself down.

"Drink this."

Looking up, i found glass full of water was in front of me. Rhys was walking away as my mind was trying to work.

My heart swelled at his sweet actions. With a shaky breath, i grabbed the glass anf drink the water. Realized how thirsty i was. Putting the glass down, i looked outside the mirrored glass of the shop.

I need to solve this mystery.

Thinking to myself, i grabbed the glass and walked towards the counter.

"Thank you so much for the help." I said, putting the glass down on the counter.

I looked up at find Rhys grey eyes staring at mine. He nodded his head and walked in the kitchen.

I pursed my lips and made my way out of the shop. I stopped as i realized i don't know the way to the house i woke up. I need answers! I have to talk to them about all this. But first i need to find the address. I decided to walk around the area and may be i will find the way.

The sun was setting and all my efforts were futile. I was totally lost at this new place. It made me want to scream in frustration and cry but i held my emotions and continued.

I gave up as exhaustion crawled within my body. I was tired physically and emotionally. I sat on the metal bench outside a small cafe and leaned back to have rest for a while.

"What are you doing here?" A familiar voice questioned me. Opening my eyes, i looked ahead to find the boy who resembles my features, from back home. So called home.

"I lost my way." I said, softly studying him. He must be in his 17, brunette hair, blue eyes and round face with a scowl on his face.

"What is your name?" I asked, tilting my neck as i observed him

He frowned at my question.

"What do you mean by that! You don't remember my name! I am your brother!" He yelled at me with anger.

It was not at fault here.

"Please sit here. I need to talk to you about something important." I said, keeping my voice soft for him. He was still young and needed affection.

He hesitantly sar down next to me, fingers fidgeting in his lap as he looked at them. Probably thinking what i have to talk about.

"Listen boy, i really don't know you or anyone here. I know it must sound crazy for you, but it's true. I don't know where i am, I don't live here. I slept at my home and upon waking up, i find myself here." I explained, running my fingers through my hair in frustration.

He was frozen with shock with mouth gape and eyes wide. It was a funny site and i couldn't resist the giggle that left my mouth. It brought him back to the reality.

"Are you sure you don't know anyone here? Did you start doing drugs again!?" He yelled again.

This boy sure had a lot of anger.

"I don't do drugs. I am from a very decent family." To which he raiser his eyebrow.

Okay that was offending.

"Boy, i am not playing around here. You might think i am your sister but i am not. So you better try to understand my situation and help me a bit." I said, grabbing him by his shoulder.

He looked down at my hand on shoulder and back at me. He blinked twice and silently watched me.

"Umm?" I said, confused by his actions.

"You are really not my sister. She is a b***h. Never talked liked this and never touched us." He said, looking at me with big eyes.

"Don't say that. She is your sister. She might a bad person but deep down she loves you all." I said, patting his back soothingly.

"Not at all. She hates us that's why she left us and- and you came here out of no where." He said and put his head in his hands.

He was being dramatic.

"I will give you money if you keep your mouth shut and help me take back home." I said, to which he quickly looked up at me. His blue eyes shining with mischief.

I took out my wallet and gave him five dollar. He smiled at the money and nodded his head.

I followed him quietly as he lead the way back home.

"I don't understand the situation but i am sure of one thing. That you are not my sister. She rather die than giving her money to me."  He said, nodding his head to himself.

"That's what i have been telling you for a while now. " I said with a bored tone  

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