Numb

I woke up in a room that somewhat looks like mine. All my things are here, in the correct order where I left them. But the wall and the height of the ceiling are different. The room is also air-conditioned which is impossible for my stingy Auntie.

As I walk towards my huge mirror I gradually remember a weirdest and awful dream last night, it is seem so real. Before I think more about it, I notice something horrible in the mirror that causes me to scream a bloody murder.

"What happened to my hair?! Why my hair is red?!" I shriek like I girl because my black silky hair became red. Who will not be a bitch about it? I'm a Filipino; I have a brown skin, so having a red hair is a disaster. I look like a freaking drug addict! I think I'm going to be sick.

I heard someone running towards the room and the door open revealing four gorgeous looking, different nationality, and weird hair colored guys. I feel like a shrimp compare to this guys, my height is 5'6 only and the smallest of them I think is 5'10.

I really am pissed right now, because I think I know who dyed my hair. "Who do you think you guys are, huh?! You dyed my hair without my permission!" I punch the white haired guy, the first one who approaches me but ouch! He is like a stone!

"Are you alright? Are you on shock? We can help you, just tell us what's wrong" The guy I punch said to me in concern, he didn't complain that I punch him, heck I think I did not hurt him at all, well... my ego's hurt.

"Yes, I'm in shock my hair is freaking red!" I screamed to them. "Where am I? Why are my things in here, are you guys kidnappers? I tell you now; I'm broke, and you will not get anything for me. I am also sure you will not get anything from my Aunt. I suspect she is happy right now that you help her get rid of me."

"Did you remember what happen last night?" the blue haired guy, who looks like Japanese, asks me.

"I-i don't know, what happen?" I stammered, afraid on what the answer is.

"Are you sure you don't remember anything?" the white haired guy asked me, He is beautiful, ethereal, like an angel, the three other guys looks nothing compares to him. Afraid to speak, I shook my head no.

"Please leave us for a minute, except you Takeshi" he said to the three guys. The brown haired American guy and the gray haired Jamaican guy left us, the white haired guy order me to sit in my bed. "Your girlfriend died last night, she was eaten by werewolves." He said to me grimly.

All last night events flash before my eyes. The night when Jessica died, the hurt and pain I felt that night. The hatred I felt to the guy who calls himself Shadow. "No, no! It is just a dream, it is not true!" I sobbed uncontrollably. I feel the heat inside my chest. The sorrow I feel for Jessica.

"Shit! Shit, he is on fire!" I don't know who said that, but I felt the water splash in me, making me soaking wet and naked. I felt numb inside. Too much pain makes me numb.

"Why did you said that?!" asked Takeshi to the white haired guy.

"Well, Kelvin has to know!"

"You can tell him gently!"

"This was bound to happen, whether I tell him gently or not, that is why I need YOU!"

"For fuck sake Light, he is just a kid!"

And they start to argue in a different language that I cannot fathom. I just sit there, and start to cry. Till the exhaustion overcome me and I fall asleep.