My parents own a few acres of land, and if you go into the forest area of their land you will find a mini house, a cubby house.

During Christmas break a few years back Jordan and I devoted all of our time and spending's on making a cubby house; by our selves we made our little escape from reality, just for us. We swore to have a space of our own and we were determined to make it happen. No parents, no outsiders, strictly Jordan and Jaime Garcia.

Its fully functional, solar panels line the roof for lighting, a electric frying pan and we've even got a couch in the corner that turns into a bed, with heaps of storage compartments for our junk. We even made a outhouse. We use to sleep down here when we wanted to just bond as siblings, or escape our parents, but due to the weather that proved to be an incredible and stupid feat at times, New Zealand is just too cold to be sleeping in a cubby house, which is why we recently installed a portable heater. Works like an absolute charm.

The cubby is about the side of an average cabin, with plenty of room inside to walk around with the two of us, but any more then three would be too crowded. During Jordans last fly out for work I planted to few native flowers around the outside, the ferns help to hide the house nicely. The cubby is surrounded by forest and a little far off is a beautiful lake, we recently made a small jetty. But we wouldn't dare to jump off into the water, way to cold.

After last night, I was terrified and beyond sane.

Something about the glowing goddess of a women had me feeling like I couldn't go to the house. When I had tried to walk home I was overcome with dread, Such strong dread that had me on my knees crying terrified.

So I went to the Cubby. I needed to collect my bearings and figure out what the fuck I saw. I didn't sleep, I couldn't. What if that girl came back; she looked to real and to similar.

Her torn and panicked face clouded my vision everywhere, I swear I was seeing her everywhere. I close my eyes and I see her pleading with me to run, I try to sleep and I'm woken by the screams from her mouth. She sounds so close to me, as if she was with me always, haunting my mind, thoughts.

I go to leave the cubby but I'm overwhelmed with grief of seeing her running after me again.

Even with Jericho by my side I cant help but be consumed with fear of what the presence of this girl means. Jericho stays by my side whimpering when I cry. He snuggles into me and licks my legs every now and then as if to remind me that he is here.

My mind constantly wanders into the rabbit hole of never ending thoughts.

What if I see her again?

Is she going to be making an appearance all the time?

Am I going crazy?

Do I need psychological help?

Hours pass by, I remain in the cubby in Jericho's warm comforting embrace. My mind wondering and my eyes constantly blinking in an effort to remain awake. I'm close to drifting off, but the thought is quickly thrown away when I hear leaves crunching.

My hold my Jericho tenses when I hear foot steps outside, my heart rate spikes and Jericho perks up at my sudden fear. The door is burst open to Jordan, a basket in hand and a few bottles of water.

On any other day I would have been keen to have a picnic with Jordan, today isn't one of them however.

"I thought I would find you in here, but Jae we were worried about you! Why didn't you tell someone you planned to stay here for awhile" He places the basket onto the table and looks at me accusingly, "If you wanted time alone we would have understood, but just up and leaving makes us think the unspeak-"

Jordan stops short when he hears my soft tears.

"Shit Shit Jae, It's ok we were just worried is all" He panic's, his arms hold my arms and softly rubs them.

He murmurs words of encouragement, trying to have me understand he isn't angry at me, but I can't help but to cry more. I want to tell him, but I can't get the words out, my mouth stays shut, as if its been sealed shut.

I trust the Jordan so much, he is my rock in life. He is my partner in crime and my best friend, I will always go to him when I have an issue, but I can't help but feel this has to stay between myself.

"Want to tell me why your'e crying? I feel it's more then being scolded at"

I shake my head in response, he sighs and mutters ok, soothing my arms some more. We remain quiet for some time, my cries have settled to stray tears.

"Is it boy problems?"

I don't answer for some time, but decide to simply just nod my head, it would be better he thinks that's why I've been crying, then for me to tell him what is actually wrong, he would think I'm a freak. It's not like I haven't dated before anyway.

"Whoever it was that thought making my sister sad was a dumb ass, anyone would be lucky to have you as their partner in life..... as cheesy as it sounds, there is someone out their just for you Jae. Someone who will look after you in ways I can't and someone you can look to for guidance and love, I personally am not looking forward to that day, but when it happens I'll be nothing but supportive"He pauses for a moment, "I'll be kicking there ass first of cause before they can even try to touch you"

I can't help but smile softly.

"But I can promise you this Jae. He will love you and he wouldn't even think to hurt you in any way, the dumb ass that did this to you wasn't Mr right, you just haven't found him yet. You have your whole life ahead of you, You'll find him one day"

He wants me to talk to him, hes tone say that much but I refuse to take my attention of off my hands. He remains in front of me, hands on my arms. If I look at him I might tell him everything or burst into tears. Jordan is my weakness, I can't help but tell him everything.

The goddess said not to trust anyone, not even family. But do I follow her orders, was it real or just in my head. I could have made it all up. The only way to know the truth would be to keep it all to myself. For now anyway. If it get to far out of control then I'll go with confiding in Jordan for help, even if I sound ready for a mental house. I'll get it out and maybe even get the help I need, but for now, I am my greatest enemy and my only support.

He sighs softly in defeat, "Ok"

A moment or two passes between us. Before Jordan starts to laugh wildly, startling me my eye contact leaves my hands to him. Hes hands are on his chest as he howls, he looks at me wheezing.

I look at him carefully, wondering what got him in such high spirits all of a sudden.

"Pokemon Go"

I know where this is going and I cant help but break my depressive state to smile.

The game had just come out, I was 12 and Jordan 15, and we both grew up loving Pokemon. It was our all time favourite anime to watch together growing up. We would buy the games straight away and spend hours catching all Pokémon. Great times.

When Pokemon go cake out we installed it instantly. We spent days outside catching any Pokemon we could get our hands on and then one day we found a gym, in someones backyard. So we dead ass jumped someones fence just to win a gym challenge. We were so determined to beat at least one gym leader. We won but a week later the gym had been taken from us, so we went back and took it back, only for it to again be taken from us both times from the same person, our rival Pokemon.Catcher3000

So we go back and we're about to take the gym, we were maybe two hits off winning, when an old man comes out of the house, he looks at us calmly, Jordan and I thought we were going to get our asses kicked when he says, "pokemon_is_Life you will not take my gym from me again"

"Mr Jens was such an amazing person" I say fondly. He sadly died last year, but we had so many good times with him. He use to play the game with his grandson, but due to his daughters divorce his grandson was moved to Matamata with her.  We would visit him often, talking about anything and everything. Jordan and I never met our grandparents, so having Mr Jens around was amazing.

But he got sick, per his dying wish we have looked after his gym. That is until a year back someone brought the house and took the gym, turned out to be Mr Jens grandson, now 23.

But man they are some good memories.

Jordan and I go over fond memories of Mr Jens when he suddenly looks at me with big eyes, and a glint in his eyes, "Remember when I broke your arm?"

I instantly shutter at the thought, Jordan and I were  home alone and he thought it would be a good idea to make a tire swing. Back then Jordan and I didn't get along very well, so he threatened to burn my favorite blanket if I didn't climb the tree, in fear of his statement being true, I climbed the tree and tied the rope on a branch.

I thought it was sturdy and good to go. Jordan got on and it was fine, when it came to my turn the branch snapped and landed on me, breaking my arm.

When Mum and Dad got home I was covered in cuts, bruises and I had an ice pack on my clearly broken arm. To say there were angry was an understatement.

"You were such a dick"

I laugh softly at the memory, "you were grounded for two months and were never allowed to babysit me again, I was not complaining at all. You were a horrible babysitter"

"Your'e not wrong"

I look at him with a raised eyebrow.

"I am so not wrong, you use to pull heaps of shit when they left the house, what about when you cut my hair? I had too look like a boy for ages!"

Jordan laughs, "Or when I put Nyras food on your head?"

"God I hate that owl, I have scars on my scalp because of that"

Jericho huffs, as if sharing his distaste for the snowy owl as well, "I know Boy"

"She is a grump of a thing" Jordan comments.

We go back to our silence thinking over the events we just unfolded, I stroke Jericho's fur smiling softly at him trying to stay awake.

"Remember when we finished making this place?" Jordan says admiring our handy work, a ghost of a smile on his face. I smile fondly at the memory.

I do remember my favorite memory out here would have to be when we finished and wanted to celebrate by staying the night out in the cubby, "we were so excited to have it done that we were determined to stay the night. We had made our own dinner of hot dogs and had our sleeping bags all packed, but we forgot one crucial detail while making the house, we didn't have any heat source, just ourselves, are sleeping bags and jumpers. Needless to say we froze our asses off that night"

"Mum was so pissed, we were sick for a week with the flu"

"So worth it"

We both start laughing softly. Jordan turns to me and smiles brightly. Excitement in his eyes and a warmth that's contagious.

"That smile and that laugh, that's what keeps me doing better, I want to be better for you and I want to protect you, even if I can't be there for you Jae I will always try to do whatever I can to make sure you are safe. If you ever need to talk Jae, please don't think you can't talk to me, I will always listen and I will always be supportive" A look passes through his eyes for a second, his eyes conveying a secret meaning behind his words.

Taken off guard, I just smile softly, "And I appreciate it greatly"

We spend most of the day eating the picnic Jordan brought, going over the past months activities, work, our goals and more favorite moments in the confines of the cubby. 

"Mum's asking for us to come back up to the house, dinner is ready. Are you going to be ok?"

Taking in a deep breathe I nod, "Yeah"

A/N Merry Christmas Everyone!! For some of you it might be Christmas Eve so Merry Christmas for tomorrow, I hope everyone's day is amazing and full of family, friends, and of course good food.

For those who don't celebrate I wish you an awesome day that's hopefully just as wonderful.

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