Chapter 2: A Less Typical Day
I lay there…starring at that splotch on the ceiling as I always do. My eyes feel heavy and my heart continues it's undying fight against my rib cage. I can feel the warmth of sunlight grazing against the hairs of my arms, and I can taste the bitter taste that I get every morning. My body feels so exhausted and weak, and my neck feels stiff. I let in a heavy breath and my chest feels like it'll cave in.
I slowly roll over onto my side and I the first one I see is sleepy beauty. I can see my love gazing at me with those bright and beautiful eyes of hers. I can't help but smile and feel slightly rejuvenated as my heart chizzles at my chest even harder and more vigorously now. I mouth I love you to her and she smiles so wide and mouths I love you too. I close my eyes partially and yearn so badly to feel her.
I managed to notice something however today, the tip of her nose looked rather red and she looked rather pale. I also noticed that she was wearing the same clothes from last night, she probably caught a cold. I frowned slightly and hoped to god that she was not ill…days go by so slow when I don't spend it with her…sadly it seemed as if it where going to be one of those days.
I remained laying in bed for quite a while, until the other children would get up. I always hated being the first one to get up. Once half the room was emptied I slowly sat up. I looked over to Rachelle and saw that she was sleeping. She must be ill I thought to myself. My eyes closed partially out of disappointment, and just sheer exhaustion. I glanced over to where Brock sleeps, and saw he was still there as well. I very quietly and slowly knelt beside my bed and reached under the mattress pulling out a notebook with many bends and tears. The cover looked about shredded, but it was serving it's purpose as in holding all the paper within. There was a black pen within the rings, it was about empty and soon I would have to scavenger about for a new one, or beg the mistress for one.
I crept out of the room quietly not wanting to wake anyone and then made my way outside, not wanting anything to eat, even if my stomach cried out in pain from the lack of food I gave it…if my body had a mind it would hate me right now from all the neglect I give it. I made my way out into the woods like I do everyday, it was cloudy out, but it was still warm. The crisp air filled my nostrils and put me in a state of ecstasy where my mind goes into a bog of thoughts.
A smile slowly froms upon my face as I sit down on the soft earth beneath me. I slip my shoes off and let the blades of green pry between my toes. I flip open the notebook, and pass through the many pages I have written on. I have written many things, anything from stories, to poems, to epic tales, but most of all…many romantic things that I wish to say to my dear Rachelle but can seem to never come forth and say them…
I love you Rachelle...
I really do. No matter what others may say, no matter what holds us back, despite this cell we are stuck in, forget it all and soon you can come with me. Together we'll be happy. We just have to be patient; we just have to hold on. We may be impatient, we may be over emotional but I know one thing, that my love has me with a vice grip and she wont let go…but I don't mind because I have hers. We embrace each other with a lock of passion and we press our hearts together. You're my baby, you're my love, you're my one as I hope I am yours. Together life can be amazing, and without you it seems to be oh so dark and lonely. I would rather swim in lava then go through life without you. I could never let anyone take you from me…
I love you Rachelle…
I take in a deep breath as I finish writing that and then close my eyes. I pull the notebook up against my chest and slowly put the pen into the rings. My arms wrap around the notebook and I slowly begin to lay back onto the grass and gaze upon the bright sky that shines above me. I gaze upon the clouds and the bright blue sky. I feel my body going weak, am I actually tired? Is sleep finally about to hit me?
My heart feels as if it's going to explode as I just continue to think of Rachelle. I wish she was laying beside me right now, I wish she was holding me right now, I wish she was here…I wish I could read these to her, I wish I could just tear the pages and give them to her, I'm such a fool…I'm so weak.
Slowly I close my eyes and I press my self further into doubt. Not a sound comes from me, and I lay there motionless almost looking dead. I hope nobody finds me, I want nothing to do with anyone right now, I just wish to drown in my own self pity till my Rachelle gets better…then I'll be better.
Somebody was walking on the path; I could hear the crunching of the dirt and the snapping of twigs. It sounded like it was a couple of people. I hoped they would just pass me but luck never seems to find me when I need her. I could hear them talking faintly but I wasn't entirely sure what they where saying. I opened my eyes partially and looked to the rustling leafs above me that attached themselves to the trees.
They where coming closer, they obviously spotted me and now I could hear them standing right by my head, and even felt there shadows being casted down upon me. It was Marques, I've known him since I was a little kid and considered him a pretty good friends…but many times he would say things that upset me or frustrated me so lately I haven't been around him as much, and with him was his friend Tiz.
Tiz is a rather strange guy, he is very humorous but he seems like he hides his true feeling a lot and masks them a funny joke. He never tends to be serious. Tiz is a little bit taller then me, he stands about five foot ten and is slim with short brown hair.
My eyes slowly closed once again after realizing who it was and then I heard Marques speak. "Everyone's favorite is here." He said while throwing his arms up in the air as if hoping to surprise me. The way he said it however did make a smile form across my face. I slowly leaned up and turned my head to look at him over my shoulder.
"what'sup Marques…" I said quietly sounding as if I had just been awakened from a deep sleep.
"Not much…so what are you up to? Your not hanging out with Brock today are you?" I blinked a few times then remembered that he wasn't too fond of Brock. I slowly twisted at the waist so I could turn around to face the two and rested my hands on my knees as I looked up at them, not feeling the need to stand up quite yet.
"…I don't know…why?" I blinked wondering why he would even ask that. He made it sound as if we all didn't live together and he could decide to approach me at any moment…or as if I had to make plans in advance.
"Cause, you haven't chilled with me in a long time…your always to busy hanging out with Brock and that one girl…whatever the hell her name is." He said with a rather harsh tone, almost as if he sounded jealous in a way. I quirked a brow and then slowly stood up. I brushed the strands of grass from my knees and then stood up straight.
"I guess I could hang out with you guys today…I mean Rachelle is sick and Brock is probably sleepin in today."
Marques looked over to Tiz from the corner of his eyes and smirked and then looked back to me, I could see chaos in his eyes, as if he where about to tell me something that would either anger me or crush me.
"your not goin out with that girl are you? Cause me and Tiz saw her kissin Zain." I blinked a few times in response not expecting to hear that, I didn't believe a word of it, either they where messing with me or they mistook Rachelle with somebody else. I just sighed and shrugged acting as if it meant nothing to me.
"Nah we're not goin out, just friends." I said with a faitn smile on my face. Marques quirked a brow wondering why his words had no effect on me and Tiz still had that stupid smile upon his face.
"Eh well…Zain had Mono when she kissed him, and we where givin you a warning because if you kiss her your gonna get sick…plus you don't want to get involved with a whore."
Now I felt it…it struck me like a hammer to my temple. They couldn't of known she was sick, because they don't sleep in the same room as me and Rachelle…maybe it was just a coincidence…it had to be, she's sick because me and Brock threw her in the water…that's it.
My eyes were wide and Marques and Tiz where giving me a funny look wondering why I looked as if I where in shock. I took in a deep breath and closed my eyes partially and looked down to my feet. So many thoughts running into my mind now, so much hurt, so much pain. It was rushing in so quickly, the dam holding my emotion was bulging and pulsing…it wasn't going to last much longer.
"Yeah…" was all I managed to utter out. I looked away from them for a moment then looked back to them after letting out a heavy sigh. I'm thinking to much I said within my mind. "So what're we going to do?"
Marques could tell something was wrong. He quirked a brow, as I did a terrible attempt at hiding it. "You ok man?" he said in a comforting way. I nodded my head but it wasn't cutting it for him. "You are with that chick aren't ya? Eh well fuck her there are lots of cute girls here, you don't have to just cling to one. Heh if it'll make you feel better I can introduce you to some cute gi-"
"Don't worry about it. I'm fine man, just caught me off-guard. I just wasn't expecting to hear that. You sure it was her? I mean I'm usually with her?" I felt rather pathetic, showing this much emotion. They where probably going to give me shit about this in the future…I would say I didn't care but I know I would. Sometimes I hate being as emotional as I am.
"yeah I'm rather positive it was her. Hell if you want we can go talk to the guy, I don't know his name but I remember what he looks like. Heh what, you wanna go beat the shit outta him?"
All I could think was that Marques spoke too much. "I just want to talk to him…" Marques glanced over to Tiz then back to me.
"Alright let's go find the fucker then." Said Tiz he quickly turned and started to walk off. We both began to follow him and we started to wonder about aimlessly for a long period of time trying to find this mystery man. The whole while we where talking but I remember nothing. It was just small talk, and my mind was to focused other places to hold an intelligent conversation.