Diaries of two secret lovers
I awake today feeling more miserable than ever. The thought of never seeing her again troubles me. I try not to dwell upon my misery and choose to stay strong for Ruby. But I cannot. The pain strikes me hard. The rain and the cold amplifies my rigid mood. As I stare at the ceiling my mind brings me to a world of darkness. My last moments with her. When they chose to turn off her last hope of survival. When my lips met hers for the last time. I cannot help but think this is all my fault. The phone rings and disperses me from my thoughts. I reach for it. I say hello and I cannot believe what I hear next. "Charlie?" how could it be. The voice on the phone was identical to Charlie's. I freeze and lose any capability of thinking. Charlie was no longer here, but how could it be that at this very moment I speak to her on the phone.
The clock strikes 6 a.m. It is early morning. I am secluded from the rest of the world. I miss him. I miss Brax, I miss Ruby I miss everyone. This tenuous promise I made, I must keep it. I want to reveal that it is all a lie. That I am not dead but what good will it bring. I want to call him but it will only bring more misery. We are always better off with a good lie rather than the truth. How could I possibly call him and tell him yes I was shot but no I'm not dead. They will never forgive me. They will never understand that I did it to save them. It is early in the morning, the frosty cold touches my skin and I feel lonely. I fear that this will never come to an end. I fear that I am bound to stay secluded within this room for the remainder of my life. Without thinking I pick up the phone and dial his number. He answers. Hearing his voice reassures me. It makes me safe and happy again. He says hello and I say hello. As I say hello I ask myself, Will he recognize my voice. What happens next answers it. "Charlie?" he says.