My body and mind jerked awake, a twitch passed under my skin as my eyelids hurled open, I started to pant rapidly, placing a hand over my chest, my pulse was racing, but at least it is still beating.

  I refused to look at my nails, because I already knew that it wasn’t infected nor gory, I was done feeding my head that was making me act like a pest, but the dream and whatever I saw wouldn’t get out of my head.

  I sensed something shaking my bed mildly, like waves of vibrations, that managed to make me escape the overthinking and impulsive thoughts I had about the nightmare.

  I placed both of my hands on the mattress, sliding it across the silky-feel bedsheets, I felt the vibrations getting either stronger or weaker as I kept on trying to search the source.

  I found that the vibrations became stronger when I place my hand near my pillow, I quickly shoved my hand under the pillow and pulled out my phone which had been nagging non-stop.

  How did my phone end up here? I wondered while giving a confused look at my phone as if it was the one walking under my pillow, but I chose to take a look at what the notifications were bothering me about.

  I switched on my phone and the light from the screen blinded my eyes temporarily, I forgot to turn down the brightness during the day... But I was not worried about that.

  The first thing I see that alarmed me was five missed calls…

  From Fuji…

  The screen sent me a jolt as the screen went white with Fuji’s name and an accept call or deny call, my exhaustion tried to protest to deny the call and collapse to sleep, but I didn’t want to experience that nightmare again, I never know if it will recur or not…And also, Fuji never does this… He only gives me one call not five…

  I found my thumb sliding the accept button up, the screen transitioned with a bunch of buttons and the call duration timer starting to count from zero.

  “Fuji! Its two thirty in the morning! What’s going on?!” I queried over the phone bewildered.

  I could only hear Fuji’s heavy breathing and trembling exhales. I listened over the phone as he tried to inhale normally, but it came out shaky and stressed.

  “Fuji?! Are you okay?!” I raised my voice slightly for him to catch my questions and concerned tone.

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  “Rosie…” he cooed over the phone, “I don’t know what’s going on…”

  “What? What happened Fuji? Tell me!” I yelped on the line.

  He took a deep breath and replied with: “Akira…”

  “What?! What happened to Akira?!” I yelled at the screen thunderously.

  I instinctively shot my hand over my mouth as I heard my yell echo, my ears ringing by the amount of intensity generated by the yell alone, I quickly clutched my blanket up to my chest just in case anyone comes to check on me or find the origin of the scream.

  “You really need to relax,” Fuji put forward.

  “Relax?! You called me five times, breathing heavily, chanting about Akira and YOU are telling ME to relax?” I barked back at the phone.

  There was a short period of silence, I could hear my clock ticking in my bedroom…

  You are running out of time…

  “I am sorry Rosie, it’s just that…” Fuji chimed from the other side, “Wait, where were we again?”

  “You were telling me about Akira,” I replied over the phone

  “Oh, okay so what happened was… Akira, I don’t know how in the heck this happened…” Fuji explained

  “But he broke in to the filter shop…”

  My stomach started to twist, I could see my hand holding my phone started to shake out of weakness, I went speechless even though there were questions in my head trying to fight its way out.

  My heart started to pound; it might even barge out of my chest at any time…

  I heard Fuji’s voice talking to someone and that someone was not happy with him being up late, but I could hear their voice slowly fade away.

  “Sorry, that was my mom,” Fuji responded “She hates that I stay up late.”

  “Do you know where he went?” I asked him quickly,

  “This smart idiot deactivated his accounts so I cannot find him,” Fuji corresponded anxiously and fiercely.

  I felt my heart jump to my throat, the feelings of helplessness started to creep in, I felt my chest starting to press onto my ribs as the feelings got stronger. I fell back in my bed, phone falling on to my right side, my hands are grasping my head tightly until I could feel my fingernails dig in.

  I checked the counter of the timer; it was almost one minute in… I wanted to cry, shut off everyone, scream into a pillow knowing it’s the only thing that can handle my yells.

  The overthinking thoughts took over my brain this time… I looked over to my phone and whispered to Fuji:

  “What if he dies? What if we never see him again…?”

  “Rosie?!” Fuji exclaimed, I could sense his confusion.

  “He is not going to die!” I could hear him pausing, fighting about what he will tell me next.

  A notification popped up, it was the friend group and Diana was the one talking, I pressed on it to see what she is letting us know.

  As soon as my eyes laid on the message, a sense of hope and relief rushed over me.

  Diana found where Akira went… she started to type;

  “Found this stupid fool, he forgot to turn off GPS but not his accounts” with a laughing emoji. I looked up from my phone and ahead of me; the door was wide open and it was still dark out there; I could see some cities with orange lights.

  I chose my final decision, my bed creaked as soon as I got up.

  “Rosie? What are you doing?” Fuji stated worried, trying to get my attention, but I was busy throwing over my cardigan, I decided not to leave him in silence just because of my irritation.

  I picked up the phone, held it close to my mouth and replied:

  “If Akira is going to die… then I should die with him along.”