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Silent Someone
Chapter Two
I recognized that I was breathing. A little deeper than normal, but I didn't mind feeling so relaxed and calm. I felt good for the first time today. Even if I saw nothing but pitch black, it felt so nice.
"Heath Burns," I closed my eyes even tighter to try and avoid waking, even though I was stirring. "will not have you give Abbey bad grade on assignment."
Oh, shit! That's right. I'm in class right now, aren't I? I shifted my head upward, my eyes barely being able to open, let alone focus. "Wha-?" I groaned sleepily, but looked at Abbey sitting next to me. This was Home Ick, and she was my partner for a cooking assignment.
How long was I out? I don't think I even it was that long, but there weren't any screaming or twitching ingredients in front of us, did she actually take the heat – so to speak – and do up the assignment on both our behalves? I waited for a moment. I figured out that it was in the oven - dull screams from it fading slowly.
I wish the screams in my mind faded that well.
"Abbey..." I started, still not recognizing my own voice.
"Is okay, I mixed recipe and did today's assignment myself. Am only salvaging grade." Yeah... I knew that.
I felt terrible for totally ditching her on today's assignment. Physically of course, despite popping some medication during first class for my lingering headache – I knew I'd see Abbey before lunch and couldn't bare the actual aching in my head. Even now, it's still a dull throb. "I'm so sorry Abbey, I totally spaced."
I watched as she chuckled, waving it off. She was pretty cool with me lately, but I'm positive it's only because she's tolerating me since Mrs. Kindergrubber partnered us up together for the remainder of the semester. "Heath, must be hard for you to become chill like Abbey."
For the first time in weeks, I genuinely smiled. I don't think she knows how much this means to me.
"But you can relax, assignment is dying in oven." - as tragic a statement that was, she made it sound so graceful. As she did everything.
"You're a blessing Abbey, thanks ghoul." Did her cheeks actually blush? Nah, I was just seeing things. "I'm sorry about not pulling my weight today in class. I'm not... feeling so hot." I joked lightly, stretching a bit after my cat nap.
"Not feeling hot? Fire elemental is always hot." She touched my hand and I watched her face flinch briefly in pain. Did being around me hurt her, like it hurt me?
I nodded sympathetically. "Yes but, believe it or not – I'm not as warm as I usually am." It just made me wonder if I really was getting sick. But if it was just a cold or flu bug, it shouldn't have been stuck in my system for over a month or so like it has been. Ugh, this is crazy! I wish I could see a witchdoctor or something. I couldn't stay like this. Broken, it's driving me up the wall.
Some days I feel like hammering in the nails on my own casket. Never to re-join these creatures again and just, cease to exist altogether.
Abbey smiled at me, reaching out to touch my forehead. It felt very nice. This puzzled me greatly, normally just our passing each other harmed us, but her simple gesture felt good. "Is right, not very warm. Must you see school nurse for help?"
"Nah, I'm okay ghoul." That was another lie that came from my mouth. I'm getting so good at spitting them out, it's getting scary – not in a good way.
If I was really okay, would I be feeling half of what I have been lately?
"If hot-head says so." She shifted her gaze to her work, having written out the recipe and gave me a copy of it for my own notes. "Take note, Mrs. Kindergrubber will test us next week."
I smiled weakly, but I think she knew it was weak. I could feel how weak it was myself.
"Get plenty rest, feel better soon." Those were the last words she gave me before the dismissal bell rung through sensitive ears, she gathered up her books. I shifted my gaze to the pile of my books in front of me. Did she really pile them all neatly while I was out too?
I got to my feet slowly, trying not to feel all lightheaded – haha no pun intended – and I reached for my books to carry these forsaken objects to my locker to ditch them. It was now time for my best subject – lunch.
Despite this being my favorite subject, where I could eat lunch and chat with my peers – I didn't feel like doing that. Actually, breathing today is such an unnecessary thing to do. I wish I didn't have to. I slowly walked down the hall, some zombies were even passing me.
Shit, was I going that slowly?
Before I could say another word, Ghoulia Yelps caught up to me. She was grinning. "Hey you," I greeted her with just as big a smile. "I heard you had a date with Slow-Moe last night. How'd that go?"
She gave a slow nod of approval. "N'eauhh, uhh, ughh." She then blushed.
"Ah, taking it slow?" I smiled genuinely, stifling a little chuckle. "Whatever works for you, I'm glad it went well though." Many monsters would be shocked to know that I understand Zombie, but it's just something I've grown used to hearing. You catch on to it after awhile. But can I speak it? Absolutely not.
"Nuh, huhh. Uhhh," she sighed, looking at me with compassion as she gave my shoulder a soft pat.
Nodding my head. She'd just asked me if I was feeling okay, because I didn't look so well. Man, could everyone tell this was the case today? "Yeah no, I think I'm gettin' sick or something. I won't pass it along to you Ghoulia, I know you guys tend to keep an illness for longer than others."
She nodded, fixing her glasses.
Giving her a quick hug, an appreciation for listening – I pulled back and she blushed. "See you around Ghoulia, thanks for listening." She waved and I made my next turn. Directly into the school nurse's office.
It wasn't the usual nurse today, but another one. I guess sometimes they traveled from school to school or whatever. Right now, I could care less who it was. I just wanted to be oblivious to the world for awhile. She could make it happen right? "Hello, you must be Heath Burns."
I stopped nearly dead in my tracks. I swear I didn't know her, yet she rhymes off my name so quickly? As if she knew me? I connected my weary, tired gaze with her. "I'm sorry, do I know you ma'am?"
She shook her head, "Probably not, a young ghoul was in here rambling on about you a couple days ago. She is right, you are very handsome."
If I were in my normal state of mind and typical ball of energy (and gas unfortunately) I'd start pestering this nurse to give me clues as to who said these flattering things. But right now, I felt the absolute farthest from attractive. I felt hideous, but not on the outside… but on the inside. I feel disgusting.
I paused for a moment. Who am I, exactly?
"Heath?"
I gave my head a shake, although… man I shouldn't have done that. Now the whole room's spinning and shit. I tried to stop it, but it just won't stop movvingg. - the hell?
"Oh careful dear, let's get you lying down. That should ease the vertigo."
What? Where were we gonna to go?
I went from a standing position to lying down, which felt a lot better… but there was a problem here. See, when I get… dizzy, or anything remotely close to it nine times of ten I always end up throwing up, it's near the only way to subside it. I think the lurching of my stomach and slight gagging gave her the dose of reality she needed.
Either she ran and got me something to toss in, or the floor would be wearing it. Just as she set it down, everything let go. I couldn't stop it, it just happened. Looking into the beige bucket for a minute or so, I remember that I didn't eat anything yet… so it was just liquidized. I swallowed what felt to be a lump in my throat and a terrible taste. "Did you wish to talk about anything? Are you stressed?"
I shook my head, "I just don't want to be here right now." Weakly protesting, as only I could.
"At school hon?"
Again, shaking my head. "No, just… here. I don't want to know life right now. Can I, nod off to oblivion, just for a little while?"
Her eyes didn't widen in shock or anything, she just gave me a sympathetic nod. "Yes of course, you get some much needed rest. I'll let your teachers know where you are."
"Thanks." I mumbled, closing my eyes and as soon as my head hit the utterly uncomfortable pillow beneath me, I was out like a light.
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