Silk sheets, down pillows and the most comfy duvet I have ever had but this is all fake… it's not mine. I long for the old days, the days in high school, the days before him, before he messed up my life.
He, Trunks Briefs, forced me from my home, from my family, from my friends but that isn't why I hate him. He could've forced me away with him and I would've been happy, could've forced me into hiding, with him I would be thrilled, but he destroyed me, he made me incapable of loving again… I haven't since, not after ten years.
How did he do that? This is hard for me to remember because it was the greatest joy in my life mixed with the worst pain. He made me fall in love with him; I also was brought to the impression that he loved me. He took me to prom, we shared a dance and I was in ecstasy before I found out he didn't love me, that it was all for a stupid bet. I left that night and ended up here.
I live in Hollywood now. I have a great life or would from anyone else's point of view. I started out here at 17 years old, living with three roommates, working on scenery for bad plays that put me through college for special effects. From there I began to work on movie lots and now I own a modest house, a single story bungalow and have enough money to live in luxury.
I had tried to cut every tie to my old life and succeeded for the most part; I did still talk to my old best friend and her husband now, Uub, but that was the extent of continuing with my old life. My new life was Kyle Rice, special effect artist.
If you had told me this was how I would be spending my life ten years ago, I would've laughed. I was happy then even before he had come into my life. I was just myself and that was what made me happy.
I rolled out of bed and walked into my bathroom to take my morning shower. It was strange how life had turned out and a part of me always wondered if I would have had a life like this if I hadn't packed up and left. Not that I would want it if it meant that the empty beating in my heart would finally be full.
As I turned the water to the shower on, my cell phone began to ring from my bathroom counter. It was always left in here to charge, just seemed like the easiest place to leave it so I never forgot it; right beside my toothbrush.
"Talk," I spoke after hitting the accept caller button.
There was a loud shriek and instantly I recognized the voice of Marron, "You will NEVER believe what happened!"
"What? Did Trunks announce his engagement to that blue haired bimbo that is always tagging along beside him?" my voice was less then enthusiastic and an acidic taste filled my mouth at the mention of his name, it hurt to say his name.
"I thought Trunks was a no-no for our conversations? Or has that finally changed?" Marron's voice was smug but instead of waiting for me to answer, she continued, "Anyways do you want to hear the news?"
"Fine, what's the big news?" I asked in a monotone just to annoy her, annoying her was still one of my favourite activities.
"Top Buzz finally released their top ten most eligible bachelors for this year and guess what?"
"Trunks is number one again? Really? You had to call to tell me that?" Again that acidic taste had washed up my throat.
"That's obvious but the big surprise is who is number three," her voice was smug again and gloating as goose bumps ripped over my body.
"Who?" I said dreading the answer that I was petrified to hear.
I could see her smiling into the phone and she spoke the words extra carefully, "Kyle Rice."
And that was it. I was shocked. I was annoyed. I was angry. I was surprised. I was gloating. I was everything. I didn't have anything to say, couldn't think of anything, not one word made sense for the way I was feeling and I didn't know which emotion would win in the struggle over the others. In any case, I knew I had only made the list because I had money; which I didn't use often, and the looks to boot.
"Goten? Hold on, I have the article right here, give me one second." She muttered into the phone.
I heard her rummaging in her bag, muttering hold on and wait and I almost felt a need to laugh. Marron had always carried around everything in her bag, even when we were younger and for her to find anything in it was laughable, but she always had to try.
"Marron, I will just buy a copy on my way to…" but my sentence was cut off by a shrill sound, something metallic and loud.
"Marron?" I said into the phone but hearing nothing.
I pulled the phone from my head and saw a symbol meaning the call had been lost so I hit the call back button but the symbol just popped up again.
My mind began to fill with panic as I tried another time with no luck. I could feel my head sinking into a daze, my heart flaring in my chest and the sickening feeling overlapping my full body. Something had definitely happened and I needed to know. I called the first person that popped into my head. Uub.
Dialling as fast as my fingers would I allow I finally got through and as soon as he answered I screamed into the phone, "Find Marron! I think something happened!" I was frantic and freaking out and he was always the one to stay calm.
"Goten, calm down, what happened?"
"Uub! You have to go find Marron! She called me and then there was a metallic sound and the phone cut out and you have to go find her!" I screamed again.
"Goten, it was probably nothing, I will find her and call you back when I can."
The phone disconnected and I stood there. My mind was hazy and nothing was making sense at the moment. It was one of those surreal moments that you choose not to believe, one of those times when you are sure it's not real… a dream, it must all be a dream!
I turned to the shower and shut the water off before slowly moving towards my bed. I was numb all over and my head was throbbing with questions and I had no way on getting any until Uub got back to me, unless this was a dream.
I crawled into bed and waited. I don't know what I was waiting for but I waited. I waited to wake up. I waited for my phone to begin ringing in my hand. I waited for a divine presence to make me understand.
The first hour passed and I noticed that tears were rolling down my face.
The second hour passed and I noticed that I was feeling nauseous.
The third hour passed and reality crushed me. I wasn't going to wake up. Whatever had happened had ACTUALLY happened.
Just a little before the forth hour hit, my phone began to ring and I lifted it to my ear and tried to speak but only a loud breath came out.
"You were right. She was in an accident," Uub's voice was like nothing I had ever heard before… it was tortured, "She isn't expected to live but she's on life support right now, please come home."
Please. Come. Home. Those three words make sense thinking about them separately but together they were foreign to me, they were alien because I had no home. I would have to go back to the place that destroyed me once upon a time for Uub and for Marron but that was not my home.
"I will catch the next flight I can find…" I spoke into the phone in no more then a whisper, "I'll be there by tomorrow, don't let her die on me."
Ummm, been struggling on the third chapter for god knows how long... writers block. Inspire me people.
Dedicated to Tetisheri for trying to help me through my writer's block...
