Hallucinations (rewriting post-physical publication)

Chapter 28 - 12 Days

The math:

23 days, minus 11 days, equals 12 days.

And you all know, what 12 days, minus 11 days is.

Yeah. You all know what comes next.

After what Isabella had said to me about Raymond, I never saw or heard from her again.

I did come into contact with Ray again though, and it was because he needed to give my mom a thank you card for attending Raymond's funeral.

This day was 11 days before my doomsday.

The card was light blue with little doves on the edges.

There was a green piece of paper taped to the inside of the card with a note that said; "Dear Emma and Nina Montez, thank you two so much for attending our son's funeral. We know Raymond would have thanked the both of you".

The card was very sweet and my mom put it on my desk along with my other get well cards from my accident.

I asked Ray if Isabella was doing okay and he told me that she was currently handling a lot of grief for Raymond and that she wanted him to tell me that she didn't mean to scare me when she notified me about how Raymond knew about the doomsdays.

I guess Ray knows about it too.

I gave him a blank look and he moved on to say something about how Isabella wanted me to know that she hopes I am okay.

I thanked Ray for the card and he left after a quick talk with my mom.

If anyone here has been following along with the dates of these days and has been keeping track of the days being taken away you should have gotten wind by now that we are officially 10 days away from my doomsday.

We will be circling back around to the 12 hours but still subtracting the 11 days as we recap.

The best part of the 12 days was getting together with Conor. (Making out as usual and seeing him shirtless. Hehe).

Back to the 12 days.

The worst part.

The letter from Raymond.

A suicide note.

Found poking out from a rock painted red by the edge of the bridge.

This was what the note said:

Dear mom, dad, and Kathy.

I'm sorry. I am so, so, sorry for this change of events.

I just cannot handle the amount of depression that is bearing down on my shoulders.

There are no words I can use for the emotions I am feeling right now.

There are no words I can use for how much I love you all.

I love you all.

Hold on for me. For just a little bit longer. Please.

I just wish I could have handled this a little longer, Kathy. Just a little longer. For you.

Kathy, I love you. Let's have our wedding in heaven.

The bride and groom: Kathy and Raymond Maylie.

Mom, one request. Please tell Nina that I knew about the doomsdays. I can't explain how I know. I can't explain how. Just. Please. Tell her. If you ever loved me. Please tell her.

Love, Raymond Maylie.

Heartfelt but deadly.

He knew. He mentioned the doomsdays in his letter.

You all know exactly what happens next.

12 days minus 11 days.

One day.

There is no end to easy living.

I am not interested in any type of mishap.

Yet it happens anyway.

You know what it is.

Yes, dear reader. I will be revealing the mishap of my life.

Don't rush me.

Give me a few pages.

Welcome to my world.