That's All

The Discovery

Something happens in this chapter that is very important, but a bit confusing. So, let me specify:

italics = Lindsay's thoughts

bold italics = Mikah's thoughts

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I came out and sat back down on the second hand couch in the living room. A breath of air exhaled from the tired springs as I shifted my weight onto the old cushions.

Okay, now try to think. Think veeeery hard.

I coached myself as if I really would remember something this time around. Obviously, it was no use, the fragments in my brain flew this way and that, shooting in my ear and out the other, almost as if they weren't my own. I wanted desperately to focus, but the more I tried, the harder it became.

Fine! Then I just wont think anything at all!

With a mad sweep, I cleared my brain of all the fuzz spinning in and out. But as I was clearing, I found a number of alien substances, things that I hadn't concocted, thoughts that weren't mine.

What is happening right now? Am I dreaming? Am I insane? Oh, oh, so you decide to make things LESS complicated by giving her Katrina's stuff? Well done, idiot, well. done.

Alarmed, I looked around to see if Mikah was speaking to me. Through the sliding glass doors, I could still make out his silhouette, parts of his shadow gracing the floor like a silky blanket. I walked hesitantly to the door, and with a slight tap, I tested the thickness of the glass. *plink plink* Solid glass. Only distorted sound could've travelled through, and in that moment, I realized, not only could Mikah read my mind, but I could read his.

Once Mikah had calmed down, he came in from the porch, the stress of the day evident on his young yet haggard complexion. Without a word, he slunk back to his room, his mind bleeding with the need for rest and regeneration. He glanced my way as his thoughts drifted on me

Maybe she'll be gone when I wake up.

Maybe I will...

And with a slam on the door to his bedroom, he left me to myself.

There's nothing I'd like more than to be gone tomorrow, Mikah. And as the muffled chords of acoustic guitar floated to me from the back room, I let my thoughts wander. As my tired and sore eye lids relaxed, my brain purred to a stop, and all consciousness was lost between the earth and the stars.