Tangent 1; Forbidden Dreams
Chapter 4
Nights told Adia and Teara about Reala's strange behavior, looking over at him sitting on a medical wing bed, looking around absentmindedly.
"He spoke to two different personalities?" Teara said, looking over at Reala.
"Yeah," Nights said, "he called them Smart Reala and Evil Reala."
"Reala," Teara went over to the daydreaming 'Maren, "Can you tell me about your other personalities?"
"Hm?" Reala looked at her, distractedly, "oh," he said energetically, "there were four of them: Evil Reala came first, and then Good Reala, then Timid Reala and last was smart Reala, I really didn't like him…" he trailed off.
"Reala?" Teara looked at Reala slightly confused.
"The pills you gave me," Reala suddenly said, his tone completely different then earlier, "the ones for my stress, their not working, do you have anything stronger?"
"Yeah," Teara said, completely perplexed, "but I don't know-"
"Please," Reala begged franticly, "I need something to help me!"
"Okay," Teara went into another room.
"You didn't tell me you were taking pills," Adia said gently.
"Do I have to tell you everything I do?" Reala asked, with irritation.
"Well no," Adia replied, "but I thought you would tell me if you were struggling with something."
"I thought you would be smart enough to notice," Reala countered, "guess I was wrong, hun?"
"Is that any way to talk to your wife?" Elijah leaned in the doorway.
"Get out!" Reala spat.
"Do you even understand the meaning of love?" Elijah walked into the room, "do you even realize what you have just done to your wife?"
"This doesn't even concern you!" Reala said angrily.
"You just called your wife an idiot!" Elijah said forcefully, "you just broke her heart! How could you?"
Reala looked at Adia. She had a hand over her mouth, trying to hold in her tears.
"Adia," Reala said remorsefully, "I'm- I'm so sorry- I…"
Adia shook her head and left.
"Here we go," Teara came out of the other room; she looked up at the somber 'Maren, "did I miss something?"
"No," Reala got up, took the pills from Teara and left.
Reala didn't know what to do. He had just insulted his wife, the one he went to when he needed to talk to someone, and he needed to talk to someone, now, but he didn't know who he could turn to. He noticed that someone was following him; he looked out of the corner of his eye. It was Elijah, Reala rolled his eyes and kept walking trying to ignore Elijah, but he wouldn't stop following him. He stopped, "what do you want?" he said without turning.
"I want you to tell me what's on your mind," Elijah replied.
"And what makes you think I would do that?"
Elijah shrugged, "you have to tell someone."
Reala stood silent for a moment, "I think I'm going crazy."
"And why is that?" Elijah asked.
Reala turned to Elijah, "could we go somewhere privet, I don't want people to think I like you."
"Sure," Elijah smiled.
Elijah listened to Reala as he told Elijah everything that was plaguing him.
"So you think I'm what's causing your stress," Elijah sat back against the wall.
"What? No, well maybe," Reala drummed his fingers against his legs, "I really don't know what's causing it, all I know is, I want it to go away."
"Well I don't know how to clinically treat stress, but Nights feels better if he's held."
"Are you suggesting I hug you?" Reala said in disgusted.
"I was just throwing it into the air," Elijah smiled, "you don't have to hug me if you don't want to."
They sat in silence. Reala wrapped his arms around Elijah. Elijah held Reala in return.
"I still don't like you," Reala said.
Elijah laughed, "Wouldn't want it any other way."
