butterfly2

Chapter two

//Stay in your bed,
let time pass by your eyes
see the pieces of mystery inside your head//

*I never knew that laundry could be this hard*
Darren nearly gave up when he pulled out the third pink t-shirt out of the washer. It was times like this when he missed the company of Colby madly. She could wash clothes nicely. In fact, that woman could do just about anything except from dealing with him.
*Oh, bloody he#�....it`s a womans thing!*
He laughed a little when he looked at the sad result of his efforts in washing his own clothes. *I guess I need to buy myself some new clothes*

The caving Darren was driving downtown about an hour later. It was a awfully sexy man driving a dark blue convertible. Black spiked hair. Black jeans, and a nice pink t-shirt. People turned to look at him when he stepped out of the car at the parking lot.
Darren tried to act cool, but hey.......try to be a man, and try to be cool dressed in pink.
*I hope noone recognizes me! Because lets face it! I would be declared the fashione desaster of the year looking like this*

*Oh how I love shopping!*
After about 3 hours I decide that he have enough new clothes to last through to the new millenium. He decide that he will return back to his lonely and quiet house.
Somewhat dazed and not actually paying attention he took a wrong turn between 24th and Avn.
*Great Darren! Now Leonie will have a ball out of this* With a resigned sigh he started to dial her number. Right before he pushed the last button he stopped.
On the window of the car, he could see something familiar. It was the blue butterfly from this morning.
Darren was thinking how strange that really was since he hadn`t seen anything quite like this before. What were the odds of it happening in one day?

He carefully stepped out of the car. His eyes locked on the butterfly.

"Hey little one. What are you doing on this side of town?"

Darren had to admit that he felt kinda silly when he was standing there talking to a little blue butterfly, but with a quick look around the street he stated that he was alone.
His eyes turned to the butterfly again and he saw it spread the wings and prepared to fly. It took of, and drifted so elegantly through the air.
Blue, yellow, blue, yellow. Darren couldn`t help but feel a little sad when he saw it fly further and further away from him.

"Bye bye Birdie....."

But then he saw it folded it`s wings and land on a bush at the corner. Darren could swear it looked at him. Insecure of what he should do, he carefully took one step in it`s direction. It was almost instantly followed by another, and another, and another.....
Darren couldn`t stop himself from walking after the butterfly when it once again took off. Or he didn`t want to. Anyway......he didn`t have time to reflect over that right now. He just followed it.

He didn`t have a clue about how long he had followed it, didn`t know where he was.
But suddenly the butterfly was gone. And Darren found himself in a street without a name, and an abandoned one it seemed.
He looked around, suddenly realizing that he had no idea where he was, how he had gotten there, and not to mention.....HOW was he supposed to find his car?

He stroke a hand through his hair. A frustrated sigh came from the bottom of his soul. *Shi*.....sometimes I just hate New York!* His hands reached for his phone.....searching,.....searching.......yup....still searching. "GREAT!!I left the bloody phone in the car!!" The now frustrated and growing scared Darren kicked a sign beside him. "OOOOUCHHH.....DAMmit, that hurt!"
Darren limped over to a bench on the side of the street. Sat down and rubbed his toe.
It was getting a tad darker, and he knew that he should start to look for his car, a phonebooth or people.
He started walking further down the road. Hoping that it would be a house that there would be people, but it didn`t look bright. His leg were about to kill him when his eyes suddenly was drawn to the end of the street.
A big old brick house. Probably from around mid 1800. It looked sad. Darren shook his head at this thought. A house couldn`t look sad! Old, yes. Sad, no.

A bird was singing a tune from the oak trea infront of it. And the whole atmosphere was peace and quiet.
A flag was moving in the wind, and the sound it made was beating in rhyme with Darren`s heart.

"May I help you sir?"

The voice behind him made his heart jump, and he felt like he nearly swallowed his tongue.
A woman was standing there with a friendly smile on her face. She was a gardener or something because she had gloves on that were covered with soil.

"Ahh.....yes actually. I`m kinda lost. I think my car is somewhere not far from 24th..."

"Well, that`s not to far from here. Just two lefts and one right, and you should be on 24th."

"Two lefts and a right....Ok thanks!"

His steps were slow and heavy. There was something inside of him that wanted to stay.

He sighed in relief when he saw his car. Got inside and started up, he knew that he would be able to find the street again tomorrow. But then he would take the car for sure!!

When he finally parked his car in front of his house and got out, he noticed how painful his leg was.
His eyelids were heavy and he headed straight for bed. Hoping that he for once would get to sleep throughout the night.
But no.......

Two hours later he were soaking wet, and praying for release, release from this dream that were torturing him in his sleep.
For some reason the woman`s pleading where more heartbreaking this time, more urgent, desperate.
She seemed to be floating before him, but still he was unable to see her, but he followed.....He could see a familiar street befor his eyes, and he could hear her voice inside his head.
"Why did you leave......why.....?"
He recognized the house as the one he had been at when he had gotten lost, but it didn`t matter to him now. All he really wanted to do in his dream was reach out and grab her. Tell her that she was safe with him, tell her that nothing could hurt her as long as he was there. But every time he was about to touch her, she slipped even further away.
"Lyndon.......go to Lyndon"
And he woke up. *Lyndon......what was that supposed to meen?*