Sygzygy - A Divine Tragedy

Chapter 13

My Two Boys

I believe that there is more

To just this small life,

I believe that there is more

To just pain and strife.

I believe that there is more

To just life and Death,

I believe that there is more

For Danny and Seth.

I have given them all I can

A life and good home,

But someday they’ll fly from the nest

And then I’ll be all alone.

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“So, I guess we aren’t partners anymore.” Emy said, walking with me out of the classroom, pretending to look happy.

            “I guess not.” I said, letting out a huge dramatic sigh that resulted to a soft punch on the arm.

            “Listen, I thinking we could be of valuable help to each other, giving each other some information for our topics and such, but I can tell that you’re not interested with that whole puppy dog look in your eye, so I guess I’ll try someone else.” Emy said, rolling her eyes as she walked away dramatically.

            “Well, that depends on what kind of valuable help we could be to each other, since I am the only other person, besides you, working on this subject.” I pointed out, pulling her bag lightly enough that it made her come back towards me, and, smiling as if she had a secret, she looked at me thoroughly.

            “Well, you have your information on our subject and I have my information, so I was just thinking that maybe we could do some business together.” She speculated, getting closer to me that it made my breath go a little jagged, like the air was now helium.

            “That sounds almost tempting,” I whispered, catching a hold of her elbow and gave it a light squeeze. Emy’s eyes went a little big, but they didn’t turn away from mine, they didn’t blink at all, accepting the challenge. We both inched towards each other very slowly, almost as if we would turn at any moment to whisper something into the other’s ear, but we didn’t turn away, instead, we both kept pressing forward as if our lips would graze across each other. All those nights that I would stay up thinking about those lips and how I would want to kiss them and here I was; almost like a dream come true. I felt shivers pass through us, as if there was something unmistakingly supposed to happen with us; her and me together. But, we both pulled back, in surprise and, well, surprise.

            “I’m sorry, that was uncalled for of me.” Emy apologized, more than likely turning to leave, but she didn’t move. Was it because my hand held her elbow still, or because she didn’t want to move anytime soon, like me? I didn’t know, but I took in a slow yet deep breath, catching the scent of jasmine and honey flowing through the air on a soft, warm wave of mint. It billowed through me like a tumbling leaf, suddenly pulling on the edges of a lost and distance memory that made me pull away a bit.

            “No, it wasn’t your fault. I shouldn’t have…” But I lost my train of thought; it was suddenly spiraling down the path to find that forgotten memory, yet it was the sight of her wispy hair that caught me off guard, the sudden feeling of seeing it somewhere before shook me and thrashed around like a fish out of water.

            “Uh, excuse me.” I looked over and there was Mindy, looking at the both of us as if something just happened. “Simon, would like to explain to me why I see you in another girl’s arms?” Why not? I wanted ask her, yell it at the world, until realization struck me; I was supposed to be with Mindy. What if I didn’t want to anymore? What if I just broke it off right then and there and whisked Emy away like a knight in shining armor? But I’m not that kind of guy. Looking at Mindy, I pulled away from Emy, my fingers lightly kissing hers before we weren’t touching at all, just standing there as if we were two different pieces of arts that would never be together.

            “No, I would not like to, and I’m really not in the mood to, but thanks for asking.” I said, watching her jaw almost hit the floor. “Uh, Emy, I’ll email you those notes, so don’t worry about it, and I’ll see you at school tomorrow.”

            “You’re not going to be here tomorrow?” Emy asked, her face was masked, but I could barely make out the confusion of everything in her eyes start to form.

            “No, I’m going away for a while. Don’t miss me too much.” I smiled at her, starting to turn away before I looked at Mindy, her expression was filled with such anger, such female lioness anger, but I wasn’t planning on leaving her out. “I’ll call you tonight.” Then, as I felt better, I walked out of the hall way and towards town, not missing the most shocking view of all; my best friend with my girlfriend’s lipstick all over him and how my girlfriend was wearing his letterman jacket. There wasn’t much I missed nowadays, not anymore.