The Last Reality

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The trip to Barcelona wasn't that easy and fast. The greatest challenge i've ever faced was to be brave and people encouraged me to stop daydreaming and bullshits made by myself, but they were wrong. All those imaginations and what i believe on the world i rely on realities i've made, made me who i am right now. (P.s from Jacob, be who you are).

I remembered the last thing on my campus, i stared at the ills and cancer people, weird disorder and stuff they were. In fact, they were proud of me, the only person who could get out of the hell. Still, with the imaginations and my beliefs, i wrote a book, which caused me to fly to Barcelona, attending meet and greet. I didn't like new people or being loved, but i must be cheered and lovely as i could infront of millions of people who read the top trending one on twitter or times or any bookstore it is, which was The Diary Of Reality; Jacob Mason.

I went around the airport, and found my self bored, i already stuffed my bag, carried it all around, listened to some music and watched netflix on my phone, gone to text with my bestfriend Sam, she just had her baby but i couldn't go with her and she said it was fine. I realized tomorrow is my 31st birthday, on Barcelona, great. But it is now time to go.

As i reached the front door to go to the plane, i noticed someone, i noticed obviously, a familiar face, because she was talking to her child. She already gotten the blonde hair, and busy talked to her phone. I began to stare at her, and processed my memories and my brain who she was. It's been 13 years since high school days and i could barely remember anything beside left school. who doesn't.

As i was more looking at her, i guess she felt something wrong with me and she replied my glance, as she froze herself on busying mad at her child and on her phone, her face turned weirdly react. She off her phone and i realized who she was and i began closer.

"Hey" she said, with 'a-not-happy-tone-and-expression'

"Oh hey, it's been along time" i said.

"Yeah well i read all your books but didn't get single chat from you on these 13 years, well just now" with the same style of how she spills words, because she was smart i admit.

"Evolution has started by the way i forgot but hey Jacob" she shook my hand.

"Hey Alex" i smiled.

"Kids, this is Jacob my high school friend say hi to him" a friend.

"Where've you been?" I asked. She sighed for a moment and asked her children to go seat first.

"Where have i been Jacob?, Ha! Where have i been? Stop the reality from where you dumped me in first place when we were on the hospital. I suffered, you know? I suffered. I just got married once i got out of the school and thought that am i too stupid of being in love in couple of days? I am! I loved you, i was yet i was sick of what you did. Chased reality what so ever and i thought you cared about me? But you're not"

"You're different, i swear and you did this to me, you make me like an idiot of how you treated people like that? You just a bitch Jacob"

"i swear of my life, i don't want to see you again, you let go of this girl who loves you and has been being left for years and do not do that again with other girls out there, and please leave me alone, i'm happy without you, good bye."

There i stood and saw her went away with her children. Tears, realities stuff and how stupid i am. I should've think more about feelings not reality. And this is the last reality i made with her, the reality i made of my entire life, is to get happy. but someone is happy without me? guess this stupid conclusion, i'm not good on reality.

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