Chapter 45 SHE SAVED ME AGAIN.

The image of a dark skinned woman flashed through my mind but this time it didn't stop there. I was sitting at a table in a blue painted dining room. A littler girl sat beside me. She wore her hair in two large braids and ate the cereal in front of her happily.
This place was familiar, this was my house. I was emaciated and felt weak all over. The bowl of cereal in front his me was in touched. The funny thing about cancer is it eats away on you but makes gives you loss of appetite. The perfect killer disease.
"Kaldar?" A woman called my name.
"Mum?" I replied.
"Your medical reports are in..."
I was crestfallen. I knew I was going to die by I hadn't expected it so soon.
I heaved my chest.
The girl that was at my side was now suddenly in front of me now wore a disappointed face. My little sister never like it when she heard my mum talk about my medical reports.
"Hey Pam, don't worry, don't worry." I told her, wondering how she has changed seats so fast.
She looked at me with pity; I was already getting thinner by the days. When the reports came in a few months back I had Leukemia I wasn't too disappointed. I basically had nothing to live for anyways.
There was an empty chair at the edge of the table that was suddenly occupied by a built dark skinned man.
"Who are you?" I asked, heavily confused. Everything around me seemed to be clouded but I had resorted to thinking that it was because of my cancer. The stranger wore a brown jacket and had a crew cut.
"How did you get here?" I asked again, but all he did was observe the house around me.
Pam didn't seem to be able to see him. She looked at where the man was and then at me.
"Kaldar, there's no one there," She said, looking confused.
I wasn't sure that hallucinations were symptoms of leukemia but if they were then this was one crazy hallucination.
"Stay calm, I'm trying to help you. You are dying right now but this drea—place you are in is somehow giving strength to fight your nigh death."
"What do you mean, this is my home!" I always had a problem with my anger and now with strangers that were only visible to me.
My mother walked in. She held her jotter in her hands and looked at me with pity. She was late to work and her boss at the newspaper agency was a very strict man.
"Mum who is this man?" I asked, pointing at the stranger.
She looked at him, then back at me.
"Kaldar have you taken your medication today?"
I knew what she was implying but I was not hallucinating, I knew it.
"I'm not making it up." I slammed my fists onto the table and they went right through, broking away a chunk of the hard wood.
I looked at my hands in disbelief.
"Oh no." Said the strange man.
"You do not have super strength, the table had a damage there," He said.
"You are not a vampire."
"Whah?"
I glanced at the jotter my mother was holding, her name was scribbled in bold letters 'MRS MAY KALDAR'
Something was happening to me. I started getting colder and then suddenly I felt empty, souless.
"Mum?"
"Kaldar, what's going on? Who is this man?" She pointed at Jhan who stared at me blanky. Even Pam, who had magically changed seats again and was now at my side, could see him now.
"Mum calm down, he saved me, he saved me from my death."
"Kaldar, you look different," Pam said.
I looked at my arms and noted in shock that I was healthy again.
"Who are you and what going on?" I asked him the stranger.
"This memory is giving you strength Kaldar, you must not remember your future if not you will wake up and die immediately."
"Whah?"
I couldn't remember anything past lying on a hospital bed.
I felt a sharp pain shoot up my chest. I clutched at it but I only touched the wet, stickiness of my blood. I looked at my chest and I saw a large hole tht went right through me. If I could run out of my own skin I would have.
"What's going on?" I heard my mothers piercing scream and I looked at her petrified face. My blood was gushing out of me now. I was confused, too confused to think straight. I closed my eyes, this had to be a dream.
When I opened it I was no longer in the dinning room, bleeding from a fist seized hole in my chest. I was standing in a hospital looking at a more emaciated version of myself.
He was hooked up to a life supporter and wishing for death. A female nurse that wore a kind smile walked from the corridor at my left. She held a flat cardboard Jotter in her hands and she sashayed as she walked. She got to where myself lay and smiled at him. He smiled back.
"If you're lucky Mr Kaldar you may live to a second decade," She said with a smile. As she turned around she grimmaced an cursed under her breath in pure hatred. I looked at her as she walked away wondering why someone would hate another for being sick.
"I told you so..." The voice was plain. It came from the boy that lay beside me. He kicked away the white sheets that covered him and stepped out of his bed.
"What?" I was confused. If he was also cancer patient then how was he so agile.
"I have the mind's-eye Kaldar, I make you see what I want you to see or should I say, I already made you see what I wanted you to see." He wore a devious smile and the got back onto his bed. The white sheets seemed to float off from the ground and cover him.
"Don't worry we'll figure it out together..."
The just then I remembered the boy, I had killed him to save a girl. But which girl. My mind felt like there was a hurricane of confusion in it and I lesser hard against my eyes with the heels of my palms.
Everywhere went silent. I opened my eyes and saw myself. The drip cord that was attached to my left wrist pulled out. Beside me stood a tall figure in a black long robe. I could see his stark white hands and the large ruff of his robe made him look like a cartoon.
"Another Supreme is be born." He bent over ans with a low hiss, he sunk his teeth into the neck of my dying self. Beside him stood another man, he was dark skinned and equally as tall. I knew this man. Jhan.
I was thrown out of the scene and into what seemed to be an attic. A blonde girl with bright blue eyes stood in front of me, beaming.
"Kiss me Kaldar..." She pulled me to herself and kissed me. I kissed her back and I realized that I was acting on impulse. Like I was doing something all over again.
I closed my eyes and drew in her warm smell.
"D-d-dawn..."
Her name was Dawn and I was in love with her. Memories started crashing back into my head. I kissed her with more passion than I ever had. She was on me and I caressed her body, feeling her all over to the parts most delicate to touch.
I remembered a brown haired girl which I had a strange relationship with. She loved wearing crop tops and jogger pants. I remembered a littler girl who was more connected to plants and nature more than anyone I had ever met.
I remembered Jeruem. A tall light skinned vampire that enjoyed getting on my nerves. And Jhan, our proud leader.
The higher court, Dallas and his tyrants.
I was still kissing Dawn she was kissing me back more furiously now.
The night I got attacked by the wolves and my arm brutally torn away. All my memories were coming back to me like a fast flowing stream; each memory carefully flowing into the next.
I was getting somewhere, I knew it. I remembered the face of a peculia woman. A red robed ninja that was a formidable fighter. She wore a devilish smile on her face as she held me suspended over a large slope.
I saw the glint of light off her boot and I remembered falling. Falling down to my doom and when I hit hard ground I remembered the face of my mother, Mrs May Kaldar and then everything repeated itself. Over and over again until my mind awakened, I gasped and my eyes shut open.