Year 2005
The Storm by Coggie
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- Category: The Lost Boy
- Created on Thursday, 14 July 2011 08:10
- Written by Coggie
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Without any warning, the shock of realization hit me like a fist and knocked me onto my JLS bedcover. I took one last look around my room. I had a feeling I wouldn’t be back here again, at least for today.
I grabbed my bag and stuffed in it: my sealife print dress, 3 pairs of tie-die jeans, my best tops, some socks, my riding outfit, my savings and the most important thing to me ever, the photo of my family.
I slipped on my purple JLS hoodie, a pair of purple and white tie-die jeans, yanked on my mint uggs and slipped out of the door.
I knew what I had to do before my plan could start, get Jago and Gavin, I couldn’t do it without them, definitely not Jago. Then again, definitely not Gavin either.
As I was thinking over my plan, my dad walked out of the bathroom singing Sad but True by Metallica. My house can get REALLY random.
Slowly I tiptoed over to Gavin’s room; it was in the most inconvenient place, right on the other side of the hall, right next to my mum and dad’s room.
“Gavin,” I whispered “Gavin! Where are you-” All over Gavin’s bed there was an un-mistakable red substance. I assumed the worst…
Then I realized. If the worst had happened, where was his body? But I didn’t care. My brother was gone. I started to wail.
“Kate, is that you?” Gavin walked in the room.
“B-But.” I couldn’t believe it. I looked from the red to Gavin.
“Kate, I just had a nose bleed.” The expression in his eyes softened.
“Gavin, please listen to me. You need to pack the following items and more if you want to: clothes, savings, and precious things. Oh, and things that might help us, I don’t know how long this will take. We might even get out to sea. I mean like in the middle of the ocean.” He had to understand.
“Ok, what are you going to do?” He understood I was ready.
“I am going to get Jago. See you downstairs. Wait!” Gavin started to walk off. “Be silent.”
As I slipped out of Gavin’s room and went to get Jago, the storm rumbled at me.
“Jago, wake up, please. Jago? Jago!” Jago was fading and NOT waking.
A single tear glided down my cheek and fell on to Jago.
“So it’s true…” Jago spoke in his own language.
“Jago, what do you mean?” I was REALLY confused.
Suddenly Jago took a deep breath. All the color came back to him.
“Thank you. Thank you in more ways than one.” Now what did he mean? I knew what one of them meant, thank you for trying to help me get back to my own time.
Now all we had to do was go downstairs and my plan would start.
“So, Kate, how do you plan to get us out to sea?” Gavin was starting to stampede downstairs. I had two words.
“You know.” I nodded my head towards an ancient Chinese bowl with a kitten chasing falling cherry blossom.
“No. Kate, NO!” Gavin knew he was right but he clearly didn’t want to be.
“It’s the only way Gavin,” Jago understood what I meant. “Sometimes things are risky, but we have to still do it.”
“Fine. But I’m driving.” Gavin looked like a volcano. He was clearly agitated about something.
“Oh, no Gavin, I’m driving. You didn’t like the idea in the first place.” It was fair. Gavin had been too selfish about the driving.
“Why don’t you let Jago drive?” Gavin was in a way teasing me.
“I would but Jago is WAY better at navigating then both of us. Plus, he only really knows about rowing boats. Jago, can I say the next part?” I had told Jago before, and it might be embarrassing for him.
“Yeah, go ahead.”
“Anyway, the boat might confuse him because it’s more complicated.”
Without waiting for Gavin’s answer, I grabbed the keys and stepped out of the door.
The air was thick and mist was surrounding us, clogging our vision.
The only sound was us breathing, our footsteps and the wind howling.
In what seemed like an age, we arrived at the ghostly harbor.
Wind was hitting our faces, stinging them. Rain was spluttering down with no mercy. Thunder was taunting us, daring us to go out to sea. Lightning was edging our fear on, terrorizing us. This was one crazy storm.
Even though it went against my better judgment, (no doubt Gavin and Jago’s too) we set sail.
“Kate,” Great, I thought. Gavin’s going to list what he thinks we should do.
“Yes, what do you want?” Gavin walked over.
“We should stay near the coastline so if something happens we can send some sort of message out.” I didn’t want to, but I had to disagree with Gavin.
“No,” I said with a sigh, “We need to head into the heart of the storm, the lightning flashed there last time.” Gavin opened his mouth to speak but closed it again.
“Hopefully we are nearly there!”
“Well done Jago!” He had steered the boat for himself for a few moments!
We started discussing the best way for Jago to get back.
“Maybe you could throw me into the lightning?” Jago said, laughing.
“No way!” I said, giggling.
As we continued chatting, I noticed Gavin sitting in a corner, looking at us darkly, muttering to himself. I couldn’t believe that was MY brother.
“Sorry Jago, Gavin looks like he needs to catch up on his sleep. I better go and talk to him.” I walked over to him and sat beside him.
“Hey Gavin, are you ok-” Gavin stood up, his eyes blazing
“Don’t pretend you care.”
“Gavin-” I stood up too.
“I SAID, DON’T PRETEND YOU CARE! YOU WISH I WAS SOMEWHERE ELSE. WELL, COME BACK TO REALITY, I AM HERE!” Gavin had gone mad.
“Gavin, you know that’s not true, remember in your bedroom, how scared I was?” I tried to reason with him.
“DON’T LIE TO ME KATE, I SAW YOU TWO OVER THERE, PLANNING AGAISNT ME!” Jago glanced over, but with a look I told him not to get involved.
“Gavin, what’s gotten into you? We were planning, yes but we were planning how to get Jago back safely!” Gavin started edging towards me.
“Kate,” Jago looked over
“Jago, really not the time.”
“Kate, you really need to take a look at this.” His big eyes were pleading.
“OK.” What else could I say? If someone needed me, it was important. I trudged over.
I looked over the side of the boat.
“Oh my-” A MASSIVE whirlpool was forming.
“Kate, forgotten about me already?” Gavin taunted. What, I thought, I’ve only been away for 30 seconds! I walked back.
“Gavin, you don’t know what you’re-”
“Oh yes I do,” He said each word with a push.
“I – TRIED -TO – HELP – BUT – NO – YOU – HAD TO – DISAGREE, - MAKING – A – FOOL – OUT – OF – ME ! He pushed the last one too hard.
I fell back into the sea. As soon as I hit the water, the expression in Gavin’s eyes softened.
“Hang on Kate, Jago’s got a rope.” Gavin looked at Jago pleadingly.
“Come on, help me Jago. Please.” Jago walked over.
“You wondered what I meant in the bedroom. There was a prophecy when I was in my own time. The prophecy was that the reason I could survive was the tear of the future. Now I get it. The only way I could survive, was by YOUR tears.” Gavin’s eyes had widened.
“Kate,” Gavin said, choking, “Kate, please forgive me.”
“I forgive you.” I breathed back.
The last thing I saw was a flash of lightning before I disappeared under the water forever.
“NOOOOOOOO”
Carry on from Gavin’s point of view
“NOOOOOOOO” She was gone. Kate was gone.
Blubbering like a bubble, I started to wail. I’m glad I was out to sea; I’m ashamed of how I acted.
Suddenly, in the distance, a light appeared. A life saving boat; mum and dad knew where I was.
“Hey! The Kittiwake! We’ve found them!” I heard my mum sobbing with relief. I wondered how I was going to break the news.
“Gavin, are you ok?” Dad came running at me. “Where’s Kate?” I pointed over the edge of the boat.
“NO. Gavin, tell me your kidding. TELL ME YOU’RE KIDDING!” Tears welled up in his eyes.
“Dad, I’m really sorry,” I shook my head. “Kate’s gone.”
“No. NO!” My dad turned away.
“Dad, let’s just go home.”
A few days later
Lying in bed, I thought of Kate. How I shouted at her, how unreasonable that was.
A voice inside my head said tut, tut. Killing your own sister. What a great brother you are.
The burden was too much to bear.
“I KILLED MY SISTER!”…
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