Chapter 20 Learning to Swing

Randy's POV

I've been in the hospital for a few weeks now. My head feels a lot better, but the radiation doesn't feel good. It's been horrible, having to go through it five days a week, feeling nauseous all the time.

I hate not being able to go home. Sure, my family is right here with me, but I would love to sleep in my own bed again. I do like spending time with my family. It's been weird for a while, especially with Brad and Mark. I can't blame them for not being able to act normal around me. I mean, I was a jerk to both of them.

'Hey bro.' I look up from my bed and smile a little at Brad as he walks in, shuffling his feet.

'So, how are you doing?' He asks as he sits down.

'Well, I am doing just great. I feel like crap, the food is crap, my head still hurts and I have no hair.' I immediately regret my words as he puts his head down. 'I'm sorry. I'm just kind of fed up with being here.'

He smiles a little. 'I guess this is what dad must feel like when he gets here.' He smirks.

'No, I think he's gotten used to it by now, it feels more like home than our house.' We both laugh out loud to this, when my head hurts again.

'Oh, Sorry..'

'No, Brad, don't be. I can use some laughter.'

'Do you want to here something really interesting?'

'What?'

'Mark told me he has a girlfriend.'

'No way.. Did he have to blow her up himself?' We laugh again.

I love spending time with Brad like this. Makes me feel normal again.

Some time later...

We talked for a while, but somewhere I guess I fell asleep. I don't remember it, but I noticed the scenery changing. The hallway is back. But instead of having to chase the girl, I am now right in front of the red door. It's open again. But now my feeling of curiosity come together with uneasiness.

My curiosity gets me and I step over the threshold. I slowly walk down the hallway and suddenly am stopped. I can't go further. I turn around and see the green door I saw last time. The moment I try to reach the handle, it opens. I hesitate, but suddenly feel like I'm being pulled in.

A flash of light makes me close my eyes. When I reopen them, I feel like I've stepped into another reality. I'm in our house. But somehow it looks different. Older.

I hear laughter coming from outside. I walk to the backdoor and want to open it. But my hands go through the door. Okay, this is creeping me out a little. The rest just finds it really cool. I now walk through the door and towards the sounds.

I see our old swing set in the yard. Mom is there, laughing together with dad as they look t something or someone and cheer.

I follow their eyes and see... myself.. a 3 year old version of myself, playing on the swing. I get higher and higher, until I can't go any further. I stop and mom and dad cheer and hug me.

Oh, right, I taught myself how to swing. Funny, but weird seeing it myself. I want to keep watching, when I hear a voice in the distance. It's the little girl. She is calling my name and sounds upset.

I hurry towards the voice and call out her name, which pops into my head.

'Lucy?' We get closer and when her voice is close enough, I see her back in the hallway. I reach for her when I see her crying face. I crouch down to her and she cries harder while looking behind me.

I look behind me and see.. nothing. The door is gone. It's like it was never there. Somehow I feel like something just happened, it doesn't feel right. But before I can keep thinking, I shoot awake.

Apparently I was loud, because I woke up Brad, who fell asleep in the chair beside me.

'What happened, are yu okay?'

'I don't know. I had a weird dream, something feels off.'

'ou want me to get a doctor?'

'No, it's just a feeling, it's not physical.'

'What was your dream about?'

'I... I don't know...'

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Thank you and until the next chapter...

Love, Baxxie