Oh my god, sorry. It's been way to long since I updated. I don't even know why I haven't been keeping up. Sorry. This chapter is mostly Angel and Jamie. Kind of short. I will probably be making a few more soon. Enjoy!
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Seven and a Half Bohemians Chapter 3Walls. Suddenly, Jamie's world was filled with walls.
The walls of her small bedroom. Her main scenery for the past few weeks.
The new walls on her life. The boundaries on her life expectancy that were keeping her from doing everything she could have.
The walls surrounding her heart. She had cut herself off from all human contact for a while, emerging from her room only to get food and water. While imprisoning herself, she thought. Jamie thought about things that she would never be able to do, or see. Once, she even thought about death and how it would feel. Would it fix everything? If it's happening soon anyway, why not now? Her roommates wouldn't let her miss taking her pills, but if Jamie was really bent out of shape, they wouldn't push too hard.
Of course, thinking only made her even more depressed. Sure, her friends cared. They would knock on the door or just come barging in to talk and hang out. These conversations were only one-way of course, and hanging out just turned into Mimi or Angel sitting on one side of the room trying to convince Jamie to come out. But one day, things changed.
It was late one night and everyone was crashed on the floor of the main room of the loft. After the small party they had, the bohemians definitely weren't up to going back to their own buildings. Jamie, after spending yet another day held up in her room, slinked out and headed for the kitchen to grab a bite. She rummaged through the fridge and came out with a small slice of old pizza. When she turned around to return to her room, Jamie saw Angel standing up and rubbing her head, trying to register what she was seeing. "So, you've decided to come out and see me?" she asked with a smile.
"Sorry, but I'm just gonna go back into my room," Jamie replied and started slipping back into the darkness of her room.
"Oh come on! Why don't you just stay up with me? I can't get back to bed with this kind of a hangover," the drag queen grabbed her hand and pulled her over to the windowsill. Jamie had no choice but to follow her. Angel had her arm in a death grip. From their seat, though, the scenery was kind of nice, in a gristly sort of way. They could see the first rays of the sun. This had a great effect on Angel, but it only made Jamie think about how many more she'd be able to see. After a few minutes, Jamie couldn't take it anymore.
"I'm really sorry, Angel, but I'm going to go to my room now. I'll see you later," Jamie now defiantly walked straight back to her lair.
When she thought she was in the clear, from behind Jamie heard, "Why?"
"I don't know, Ang. Just leave me alone,"
"No, really. Why?" Angel was being very persistent. Her tone even changed from innocent and wondering, to "I have to know".
"Fine! You wanna know?" Jamie was, at this point, very annoyed. With all the sadness and anger already built up within her, interrogation was the last thing she needed. "Staying out here, just seeing everything around me reminds me of things I would be able to do! Even seeing you guys! My family! I might not even be able to say that I'm 20 years old! Or maybe I will…" after practically pouring her heart out, she sat down on the floor near the entrance to her room. She was a little drained.
Angel sensed that Jamie let her guard down just a bit and came to sit by her. "That's what really sucks about all this. The whole part about not knowing anymore. Well, I guess that you never really know how long you're going to live in the first place, but still… I mean, I could be dead by tomorrow!" Jamie continued to talk and slowly leaned her head on Angel's soldier.
"I understand, sweetie. Me, Collins, Roger, and Mimi are going through the same thing," she paused. "But, let's say you were going to die tomorrow-"
"Whoa! What?" Jamie was shocked by that next comment.
"Yeah. Why would you want to spend your last day in your room, alone?" Angel looked her square in the eyes.
"I… um…" Jamie could do nothing but stutter.
"So just think about that, honey. Maybe then you'll cheer up," Angel stood up again and pulled Jamie to her feet as well. "You look tired. Go sleep on it. I'm gonna go catch some more sleep, too. Good night, Jay," With that, she lied back down on the couch and quickly fell asleep.
"Goodnight Angel," Jamie walked back into her room. Suddenly, things felt better. Suddenly, she wasn't alone. But now, Jamie felt a loss. It settled in on her how long it had been since she really talked to her family and went out and partied with them. Jamie got up from her bed and cracked her door open just a little, so she could see her friends from where she slept in her bed. "And thanks,"
Later the next day, every one in the loft last night was now awake. They sat around the apartment, mostly silent and getting over pounding headaches.
Suddenly, the door to Jamie's room opened and out stepped a groggy, tired, yet surprisingly happy little bohemian. "Hey guys, what's up?" She walked over to the counter and picked up her cup of coffee.
"You're alright?" Joanne asked warily.
"Never better,"
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I'm thinking of making the next chap a sort of humor one. Not sure yet. I have to go post this now. Bye.
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