The perfect timing

Reece wasn’t kidding when he told me that his sister was excited to spend time with me. I was aware of Kitty being a bubbly and outspoken person, but it was like she couldn’t stop talking for longer than five seconds. Quite the opposite when we met for the first time in her room.

But the main topic of her speech was, of course, the good looking and amazing Eric, obviously her words and not mine. I was kind of relieved that she wanted to talk about him and not about her brother and me. And in the end I had an overview about their relationship and how he had asked her out.

It was actually really sweet. The guy had been escorting her to everyone of her classes and was always waiting for her next to her locker when school was almost over. So he could spend time with her and drive her home or even to the M.E. I had to admit that was a really smart move.

I also have to add how amazing at multitask this girl was. While she was telling me about her love life, he searched for blankets and even more pillows and at the same time got me some pajamas to sleep in. Kitty was using her powers as easy as it was to breathe and I couldn’t stop myself from being a little jealous. How she jumped from one side of the room to the other and how graceful she looked while doing everything.

After she was happy with the result, she jumped onto her bed and laid herself next to me.

“I was rambling a bit. Wasn’t I?” she then asked me, sounding like she was regretting her rambling.

For a moment I just starred at her and then broke out into laughter.

“A bit is an understatement,” I told her playfully, which earned me a soft hit with one of her many pillows. But then she started to crack up as well and I was sure you could hear our laughter in the whole house.

“I know, I know,” she told me while grinning like a cat. “But now I’m going to stop talking about me and we can go over and speak about you. You have to tell me everything and don’t forget the juice details. They are the best part of the story.

Playing dump I innocently asked her, “What do you mean? What do you want to talk about?”

“Duh, of course I want to talk about you and my brother.”

“Well, there isn’t much to talk about,” I said, while snatching me a pillow to put it beneath my head. I was starring at the ceiling while I was talking so she couldn’t see, how desperately I wanted to avoid the topic. I knew she wanted to talk about it sooner or later, but I was hoping for later.

In fact I didn’t want to lie to her, but I also didn’t want to tell her that our “relationship” wasn’t even real in the first place. Because some part of me wished that we had one. Not a relationship where we were together, but one in general. How I suddenly was aware of that and my feelings? Well, in reality it had always been clear, but I was just too stubborn to admit that. And even if Reece was a pain in the ass, I liked to see him like his sister like a friend of mine. Also because I had time to think about everything, how he helped me to find Nancy’s attacker and how he acted around her in the hospital were some parts, where I learned to see the real him.

“Oh, come on, please tell me,” she begged and made puppy eyes at me when I looked into her direction.

Fortunately a knock on the door saved me and I was sure I never have been this happy to see Reece face when Kitty told the person to come in.

The guy was already wearing his sleeping clothes, which only consisted of some boxers and I couldn’t stop myself from starring at his abs.

“God, Reece put some clothes on,” Kitty shrieked and threw a pillow at him, which he easily caught with one hand. She really seemed to like using pillows.

“We have a guest,” she added to remind Reece that I was also in the room.

“She doesn’t seem to mind,” he casually told her as he caught me starring at his body and I immediately looked away.

“I wasn’t starring,” I abruptly told him.

“Of course you weren’t,” he said not believing any of my words. But who was I fooling, anybody would be looking at him. Female or male it didn’t matter. He was looking damn fine, even I had to admit that.

“You know you two can flirt when I’m not around,” Kitty chimed in, making gagging sounds to show her displeasure.

“We weren’t flirting,” I tried to defend, but she didn’t want to hear a word. She was as stubborn as her brother.

“What did you want by the way?” Kitty then asked changing the subject, which I was grateful for.

“Oh yeah, I just wanted to make sure our guest has everything to feel comfortable and to say goodnight. ”

“He almost never comes to my room to tell me a good night,” Kitty whispered into my ear. “He is only here, because of you.” At her words I actually blushed, and I looked at Reece, who was giving us a weird undefinable look. I was sure he had heard every word, but wasn’t saying anything. Maybe it was true or the more realistic version he just wanted to be a good host.

“Well good night then,” I said casually facing Reece. For a moment he seemed to be at a loss of words, but after a few seconds he wished us a good night as well. But this didn’t mean he left the room, he was still glued to his spot starring at me intensely.

I don’t know what happened at that moment, but it was like everything was standing still. It wasn’t the same when my power was working, it was more like everything got smaller and only the two of us were in the same room sharing this special moment together.

Hours could have passed by and I wouldn’t have noticed. It was just me and him. However we were torn out of our bubble when Kitty coughed loudly to get Reece attention.

“Do you want a good-night kiss or what?” she asked him playfully. But instead of a witty comeback like always he just shook his head, whispered another good night and left the room.

What had just happened?

Shrugging Kitty just forget about her brothers behavior and we both got ready for bed. Of course the girl didn’t forget to hold me. So I just told her that Reece, and I had been on a date though we aren‘t in a relationship. This seemed to please her for now and we both called it after a night.

Tonight I dreamed of her again. My lovely mother. It was the same dream as always with the same scenery and the same noises. And she seemed to be waiting for me.

“Celia,” she greeted me with a kiss on my forehead and a welcoming smile. I missed her so much and wished this wasn’t just a dream.

“This isn’t just a dream,” she said, surprising me.

I looked at her with a loss of words, how could she read my mind. With a knowing smile she just continued talking.

“If you think that I can read your mind then I have to tell you this isn’t the case. I just could see it in your eyes and you are my daughter after all. The daughter I love so much.”

She then made a small pause before continuing, either because she wanted to give me some time to comprehend her sentences and her next words or she needed them for herself.

“Celia? Do you remember what I told you last time?”

I nodded slowly. I saw it right in front of my eyes and I wouldn’t let myself forget every word she had said.

“You told me that my bracelet will protect me,” I remembered looking at the spot where it had to be. And there it was attached to my right wrist.

“But I don’t really understand what you want to tell me by that and what do you mean this isn’t just a dream? Of course it is one, I mean you are dead in real life.”The last words I could only whisper because they hurt too much to speak them out loud.

“Celia,” my mother whispered, taking one of my hands in hers and guiding me around towards a beautiful looking meadow. There she pulled me down with her though never letting go of my hand. And I didn’t mind at all because if felt so real I missed my mother so much.

“Listen to me now carefully and try to remember everything that I’m telling you know, because this is the last time I can visit you in your dreams.”

At her words I just nodded. Where was this going? What is going to happen now? And her next words came so unexpected that I let go of her hand and distanced myself a bit from her.

“I’m not dead.”

“Whaaaat?” I could only stutter out. No this was just a dream and I couldn’t get my hopes up.

“Dear, did you never think about the reason why you remember my face? They told you you were two years old when the so called “car accident” happened. How is it possible then that you remember my face?”

“There are pictures of you,” I said to convince her that she was just a dream. But was I just trying to convince her of being not under us anymore or myself?

“Are you sure of that sweetheart?”

I thought for a second and when realization hit me, I stopped breathing for a moment. It was true I could remember the face of my mother really well, like I was seeing her every day and so my fathers. But there wasn’t any picture of her I had. How was this possible and why did I never noticed that?

“But that can’t be true.”

“I know it is hard to comprehend so many things at once, but Celia I was always there with you.” She was now looking at my wrist and when I got why she was starring at it, I put one and one together. The bracelet was somehow a connection between us.

“We will see each other again and then I want to tell you everything that happened and why I couldn’t be with you love.” I have to hurry because he is trying to stop me from talking to you.”

“Who is he mum?” I asked her desperately because I could feel that my time with her here was over and I was slowly waking up.

And then it was over. I couldn’t see her anymore, but in my heart I knew that she was telling me the truth. My mother was still alive, and I was determined to find her.