Sarah Lesley

* This one is a little more, not like BAD, but it's got some stuff that I wouldn't normally write in it. But, it needed to be done. It's important.

Blue Hair, and Bad Dreams


I woke up in a cold sweat. Again. Every day for the past week, I'd been waking up, in a cold sweat. It was really annoying. The same nightmare, the same result.

"Your hairs darker again." Jen notes from the kitchen. Also, my hair had been slowly turning a blackish blue. I would wake up with highlights of black-blue all over my head. I was almost completely black-blue now. It looked like highlights of red now. Even my eyebrows had changed.

"Wait till Jacob sees. He's gonna freak out." She said, giggling. Jacob's been gone for a week, orders from Chiron, and was gonna get back tomorrow. By then, I was guessing my hair would be completely changed then.

"Oh my gosh. He's gonna totally freak out." I'd gotten on better terms with Jen, and now we chatted like normal friends. Now that I think about it, I'd consider her a best friend.

"Want some breakfast?" She said, moving to the side reveal a tall stack of pancakes.

"Yep! But uh, Jen? We're not feeding an army." I said, getting out of bed, and walking into the kitchen. "Your right, we're not. Just the Hunters."

I almost dropped my plate. "What?! Jen!" I protested.

"Don't freak Sarah. I already cleared it with Chiron. He said it was fine, because you've changed so much since the last time they saw you. Your facial features are way different."
She put a few pancakes on my plate. "Ya, but seriously? Jen. Why am I just now hearing about this? Honestly." I buttered them, and poured hot syrup on top. I snatched a fork from the drawer and sat down. Jen turned off the burner, made her plate and sat down.

"Look. Chiron didn't think it'd be a good idea if you knew before hand. And now I see why. I wanted to tell you, but he made me promise not to. They'll be here in around thirty minutes, and you need to act a little different than you normally would. So, like a normal camper."
I swallowed the bite I had just shoved in my mouth. "Uh, Ya. Sure. I'll do my best. This'll be fun." I said sarcastically. Jen just sighed. We finished, and I quickly changed into a Camp t-shirt, skinny jeans, and black lace-up boots that had a bunch of buckles.

I grabbed a black leather jacket from my 'magical' closet of clothes, and threw it on. "I'm gonna go for a quick walk." I said.

"Okay. But if you see the Hunters, your name is Lindsey!" She called after me. I would need to remember that. Ugh. The quick name change. I shut the door, and walked around the trees, listening to the crunchy leaves break under my boots.

Dew wet my clothes as I ran my hand along the bushes, splattering water drops everywhere. I wiped my hand on my jeans and shoved both into my jacket pockets. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, bracing myself for the worst.

I opened them, and was surprised at what I saw. It wasn't any gruesome battle scene, or tragic event. Not even a monster attack. White and red rose petals were scattered on the hard dirt.

Chairs were lined up on either side of me, creating an aisle in between them. In that aisle was a long stream of white silk. At the end of the silk were steps. And a pulpit. Behind the pulpit stretched a long stage of white.

On the back of that stage chipped, white, fence posts stretched the length of it. On the fence posts were bouquets of white, red, and orange roses, and pictures. People filled the chairs, wearing suits, and fancy dresses.

Modern dresses and suits. I fast forwarded. The bride had pitch black hair, and the groom had blonde hair. He was taller than her by a head, but his arms still reached her hand easily. Their fingers were intertwined, and they slipped their rings on.

But before I could see their faces, I heard a crash. I dissolved the mirage, and crouched down. I unsheathed my dagger, gripping it tightly. I slipped behind some bushes, as I heard the familiar crunch of the leaves.

"Thalia! Wait. I found it! It's over here." Hunters. I quietly backed away, and ran towards the shack. I ran in through the back door, flinging my wet boots off, and tossing my jacket into the open closet.

"They're here Jen! That seemed a lot faster than thirty minutes by the way." I brushed on mascara, and rushed into the kitchen. "I'll finish here. You go get ready. They'll be here any second." I said, taking the scrub brush from her. I scrubbed the plates clean, and threw them into the dishwasher.

I tossed the brush under the sink, and grabbed the sponge. I wiped down the table, threw the sponge back, and heard the knock. "Jen! They're here!" I yelled, opening the door.
Thalia was in front. "Hi! I'm Thalia." She said, with a smile and a small wave. Lindsey likes the Hinters, I had to remind myself. "Hi! I'm Lindsey. Come on in!" I said with a smile. Hopefully. Jen walked out, as I shut the door.

"Hey Thalia. Glad you could make it. There's pancakes on the table. Help yourselves!" Jen said.

"Thanks." They devoured them all. Not a drop of syrup was left. It was kinda scary. "Hey, Jen? Do you mind if we stay here a little while? Most of my Hunters don't like staying at Camp." Some of the girls scowled, and a few shuddered.

Wow. They're crazy, I thought to myself. At least they can get through. I glanced at Jen, pleading no, even though I knew we had too. "Sure. No problem." She said. I silently sighed and turned away.

"Would you excuse me?" I said, getting up from the table, grabbing my jacket, and walking out the door. I shoved my hands into my jacket pockets, and walked towards the arch.
I looked up at it, then kept walking. I stopped in front of the barrier, seeing the blue shield that keeps everyone safe. I reached my hand out, and touched the barrier, but didn't go through it. It brightened around my fingertips.

I let my arm hand limp at my side, and sighed. I knelt down and leaned up against the arch, closing my eyes, and wishing I could go through.

After a little while I hear footsteps. I stayed where I was. "What are you doing?" Thalia asked.
I opened my eyes. "Just daydreaming. Getting some fresh air. You?"

"Me? Same. Except I wasn't daydreaming. Just getting some air. And looking for you. Jen seems awfully careful of you." I stood up slowly.

"I uh, I've been sick for a while. I've recovered, but not completely yet. Plus, we're outside the border, so there's more of a risk of monster attacks." I said.

"Why don't y'all just go in? Can't you get in?" She asked.

I put my hand through, and took it out quickly as it started to burn. "I can get through, I just choose not too. Jen goes in and out, but this week, she's stayed because the guy who helps 'look after me', because he's away on business for Chiron."

"Oh. Okay. But why don't you go in?" She pushed. I hate it when people push me.

"Look. I can go in, but I choose not too. I don't like going past the barrier, because it hurts. It brings me physical pain. So I stay out here. Now can we drop it? I don't like talking about it." I said somewhat sternly.

"Okay okay. Sorry. Do you want to get back now?" She asked.

"Sure." I said, shoving my hands back into my pockets, and following Thalia. They spent the
night, and left the next morning. As I shut the door behind them, I hear the familiar sound of flapping wings.

I opened the door and ran out, looking up. I spotted a brown pegasi, soaring through the sky, and over the barrier. "Jen!" I called into the house. "Jen! Jacob's back!" I was so excited.
It seemed like forever, but I finally saw his figure by the arch, and headed my way. I jumped up from the steps I was sitting on, and ran towards him. "Jacob!" I yelled. He turned in my direction. "Sarah!" His face brightened.

I tackled him in a hug. I ended up laying on top of him. He was still holding me, and there was no way I was getting off with that grip, so I just stayed there. "I'm so glad to see you!" He said.

"Me too Jacob." He pushed me up slightly, so we could see each other, then pulled me back down, my face centimeters apart. My heart beat quickened. He pulled on my back, and I had no choice but to obey it.

It was like heaven. His lips were hard, and dry, but I didn't care. I relished it. The feel of this arms around me, the feel of his lips on mine. He pulled on my shoulders, deepening the kiss. My insides twisted, and I thought I was going to melt. I felt lightheaded. It was intoxicating. It felt wrong.

Something was off. My insides took a nasty twist. I felt like I was going to vomit. My lightheadedness changed. It wasn't a happy lightheaded feeling, it was a I'm about to pass out feeling.

The feel of his arms felt like a prison. His lips were forced into mine. That intoxicating feeling felt like poison. My body shuddered as a chill went up my spine. And everything felt right again. I moaned with pleasure. He tried to let go and push me away, but I forced myself into him.

I ran my fingers through his blond hair, and kissed him harder. Deeper. And he kissed me back with just as much force. I felt like jelly. I could have stayed there forever. Just laying there with him. He ran his fingers through my matted hair, and pulled me even closer.

Then everything felt wrong again. The jelly feeling stayed, it was just that I was weak and couldn't move. My lips froze, my hands froze, everything froze. Our lips came apart, and I stood up quickly, offering my hand out to him.

It felt awkward. He took my hand, but instead of getting up, pulled me down again, and our lips were smashed together. This time he wouldn't let go. He held on tightly.

I felt trapped. I wanted to scream, but I couldn't. His lips moved around mine, kissing me multiple times. It felt like poison every time. I struggled to get loose, but he wouldn't let go. He squeezed even harder, and pushed on my head again.

He finally let go, but his face changed. His hair turned brown, and he grew fangs. I leapt up, but he was already in motion. Just as he lunged for my neck, I was woken up harshly.

"Sarah! Sarah wake up!" Jen said as she shook my limp body. "You were having another nightmare. You okay?" She asked.

I sat up, blinking and looking at my surroundings. "Ya. Ya. I'm fine." I closed my eyes, and shut off my 'vision'. "Don't forget Jacob's gonna be here later!" She said, getting up and going to the kitchen. "And for the occasion," she pulled a box out of the freezer. "Toaster waffles."
I smiled. "Awesome. Jen, your the best." And that my friends, is just another scar. That nightmare. And not just any scar. This one was huge. And it was slashed right across my chest.

When the waffles popped up, I grabbed mine, slathered them with butter, and smothered them in hot syrup. Just like pancakes. "Your hair is completely black now. Not a trace of red." Jen said, sitting down.

"Really? The look on Jacob's face is going to be priceless. You should totally take a picture." I said, dismissing the feeling of unease. I hoped my dream never happened.

"Okay! Not a bad idea. Wish I'd have thought of that first." I took a bite of waffles, and swallowed, but they hit my gut like a rock. "Hey, are you okay? You look shaken up." She asked.

"It's nothing. The nightmare did shake me up a little. More than usual. This one hit home." I said, getting more twitchy every minute with anticipation, and nerves.

"Okay. But.." She was cut off by a knock on the door. I got up, and opened the door. "Sa," he started excitedly. His face dropped. "rah. What happened to your hair?" Jacob asked. I grinned. "Jacob! It's so good to see you!" I let go of the door knob and hugged him. He hugged me back. "Good to see you too Sarah. And you too Jen."

I let go of him. "What, what are you doing back so early? You weren't supposed to be back till tonight!"

"Well, I finished early yesterday, so I left early to surprise y'all." He smiled and walked in. He hugged Jen as I shut the door behind him. "It's great to see y'all again, but Sarah, what happened to your hair?"

I half-heartedly laughed. "Uh, funny story. Well it's more weird than funny, but the day after you left, I woke up with black streaks in my hair, and every night it's been getting darker. This morning was, all my hair is blackish blue."

"Blue?" He asked.

"In certain light it looks blue. And it is partially blue." I said, pulling some around my ear to get it out of my face.

"Well, that sums it up." He said. "So, I brought presents!"

"Really? You brought presents?" Jen asked excitedly.

"No. Why would I bring presents from a high school?" He laughed. Jen looked mad. I couldn't help but giggle a little. Then I ended up bursting out with laughter. Jacob joined me. We collapsed on the couch.

"Why are you laughing? There's nothing funny about it." Jen said, her temper flaring.

"Aw come on Jen. It was funny." Jacob said.

"Well I don't think it was. I'll just clean up while you two laugh at nothing." She said, scooping up the dirty plates and throwing them into the sink.

I looked at Jacob, trying to wipe the smile off my face, but I couldn't. We started quietly laughing again. "Classic Jen." I whispered. We sat down on the couch. "I think she was expecting something different. I'm not sure what, but I think she has a crush on you."

"Me? What? I like you!" He realized what he said. "I, I mean, as a friend. Not like, like like. Just as a friend. Ya. Friends."

I could feel the blood rushing to my head. I felt my face flush with pleasure. "Uh, sure. Whatever you want. If you want to be just friends, that's, that's okay with me." That came out wrong. Ugh. I'm such an idiot.

Jacob shifted in his seat. "Uh." We were interrupted by another knock.

"Oh my gosh! I'm in pajamas! Jacob. Get the door. I'm going to change!" I said, running to my closet. I threw off my PJ's, and pulled on my skinny jeans, and blue three quarter sleeve Captain America shirt.

I pulled on my back lace ups and ran a brush through my hair before running out. "Oh! Uh.." I stopped. Something was wrong. The kitchen was clean, Jacob wasn't at the door. Jen wasn't doing dishes.

I slowly walked towards the front door. I slowly opened it, and gasped. "Little lady, if you want your friends to live, I suggest you hand yourself over." I heard a scruffy voice say.
Jen and Jacob were being held, with swords at their throats. There were about six more men behind them. Bulky and burly men. "No! Don't hurt them. Please." I cried.

"Sarah! Don't do it!" Jacob yelled. The blade got pressed harder. Little beads of blood sprouted.

"Jacob, I'm sorry. I have too." I closed the door behind me, and walked down the stairs and stopped at the bottom step. I held my hands out in front of me, with a dignified air.

The smallest one, and he wasn't very small, came and tied my hands together behind my back tightly. He gagged me with a dirty rag, and shoved me forward towards Jen and Jacob. I tripped slightly from the jolt, but kept walking till I was in front of the biggest and most ripped man I had ever seen.

He put a finger under my chin and tilted my head back, forcing me to look at him. "Your wanted dead or alive. Doesn't matter to me princess, as long as I get paid. So don't give us a rough time girly." I glared at him in response.

He grabbed me by the hair and turned me around so my back was to him. "You two. Let her friends go." I felt a blade touch my neck, but couldn't look down. "They won't cause us any trouble. Because if they do, the girl gets it."

Jacob looked like he wanted to kill. I pleaded with my eyes. 'Don't. Don't do it.' He looked crestfallen. "That's right. Now go into your house, and stay there for at least ten minutes, or you'll regret it."

They obediently went into the cabin, and I was turned back around. "March." He said, pointing to two black vans. So I marched. Not really, but I walked to the van. Two guys opened the back of one truck, and picked me up. Then proceeded to throw me in the back of it.

They shut and locked the doors, and piled in. "Just so you know, we are in separate compartments. I can stop your oxygen, or add gas. Any kind of gas. Sleeping, tear, or poisonous. And those are only three of the options. So don't give us trouble, or get on my nerves."

I rolled my eyes, closed them, and fell asleep. I woke up with a jolt. "Sarah. Sarah you fell asleep." Jacob shook me awake. I was laying on the floor in my room. I sat up rubbing my head.

"What? Oh. It was a dream. Another nightmare." I sighed and heaved myself up. "Who was at the door?" I asked, stumbling. Jacob caught me by the elbow and pulled me up.

"Oh uh, it was just Chiron. Seeing if I'd made it okay." He said, still holding onto my elbow. I looked down at his hand. "Oh. Sorry." He said, letting go.

"No, it's okay. Your fine." I said. My hands started shaking. My nerves were shot. I felt like I was going to collapse in his arms. 'That would be awkward.' I thought, as I did just that. My vision slowly turned dark.

I heard Jacob yell for Jen. "Don't do it Sarah. Don't fade on me." He said, looking at me sternly. The last thing I saw was Jen running in and touching my face, before I winked out.

I struggled with my mind. I didn't want to see anything. I don't want to sleep. I didn't need too. I don't want to see anything else. Not any more. I don't think I could handle it. It was an inner battle with my mind.

I felt my gut being wrenched back and forth. I pushed against the barrier of sleep, and almost unbreakable barrier. My whole being was screaming at me to stop, but somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew I had to keep pushing.

So I did. I pushed. And it broke. But part of me went with it. I woke up with a gasp, then turned over and heaved the contents of my stomach onto the floor. I coughed, the acid burning my throat. A guy looked up from his chair next to the bed.

"Sarah! Are, are you okay?" He asked.

"I'm, I'm fine. But, who, who's Sarah? And who are you?"
The boy looks astonished. "Sarah! It's me, Jacob! You're Sarah." He looks frantic. "Jen!" He yells. "Jen get in here now!!"

A girl runs in the door looking frantic. "What? What is it?"

Jacob looked like he was about to cry and vomit. "She, she doesn't remember anything. She doesn't know me, you, or even her own name. She, she's gone." He placed his head in his hands.

Jen walked over and rubbed his back. "Look. It's okay. We'll get Chiron to check her out. Maybe the Apollo campers have a remedy."
Unable to stand the pain any longer, I let out a moan, and curl up in a ball, trying not to scream.

"She doesn't know how to turn it off! Jacob, what are we gonna do? She can't control it anymore." Jen panicked.

Jacob walked over to me, and placed a hand on my back. "Focus Sarah. Breath. Picture darkness. Complete black. Now picture a small white dot in the distance. Watch it as it slowly comes closer, and closer. As it reaches you, open your eyes."

I did as he said, and the pain slowly receded, but left me mentally and physically exhausted. I laid back with my eyes closed, breathing deeply, and feeling like jelly. I felt like crying. I didn't know why, but I just suddenly wanted to burst into tears.

My eyes filled, and they slowly fell down the sides of my face, escaping my closed eyelids. I turned over on my side, desperately trying to grasp some kind of memory, but it was like grasping air.

Jacob withdrew his hand, and they both left the room, leaving me to cry undisturbed. I bawled. My eyes were soon puffy, and ached, but I kept crying until I had nothing left in me. My head felt empty. There were things I knew I should have remembered, but they weren't there. I felt lost. Confused. Incomplete. I felt, empty.

Notes

Sorry it took so long!!! My wifi's been out for a month!