5 years later
I took a longing gaze out of the barred windows, I'd been trapped in Rivergreen House for the past 6 years. Ever since that fateful night, when mother dearest thought I'd attempted to kill her beloved Robert and tried to destroy her precious house; we'd gone to court. I mean that she had taken her 10 year old daughter to court and because of the voices I heard and the people I saw the judge sent me away from New York, and to Eugene, Oregon to attended a mental facility until they deemed me mentally sane. Although Rivergreen was more like a youth hostel but the lack of outside contact, barred windows constantly reminded us that we were prisoners. My roommate, Chrissy, was the only one who believed me about OtherWorld, about Alejandro. I'd started seeing Alex when I was 9, my mother claimed he was imaginary, to help deal with daddy's death and the welcoming of my new "father". But she became adamant that I kept my "little friends" to myself and never talked to them in front of Robert. But I just ignored her and I guess that's what landed me in this dreary room with an ugly what once must've been white wallpaper, a 70's styled awful looking couch in the corner and 2 double bed pushed together by me and Chrissy. I love Alex but Chrissy is my best friend and at least other people can see her. She's in here cause for bipolar disorder, a very serious one but she's completely normal, at least around me. She stood at a very small 5"2 with a child like figure and long, short curlylike blonde hair and very light blue eyes, her pale milky skin was a sight to behold-all features opposing mine and once again reiterating her friendly and childish disposition. Me standing at a very tall 5"11, my pitch black hair kinky hair that trailed down my back, my Nubia coloured skin and black eyes, yes we were polar opposites but Chris is my soul twin. So as I stared at the awful weather wishing I had a choice in whether or to go outside or not. I have a large sigh and made my way to me and Chris's manually conjoined bed and sank down, staring at the ceiling. I must've been like that for about 10 minutes, when Alex appeared. I gave him quick glance, a smile then returned to my previous position. "Hey, Alex." I murmured
He strolled up to me and lied on the bed next to me. He hugged me and I leaned into him and he started to stroke my short hair, "Olá beleza," he started equally as quietly
", How long do we have till Christina comes back and you have to leave." He finished, his dark brown eyes boring into mine.
Alex is beautiful. He had the typical Hispanic, tanned skin, shining and beautifully golden, his eyes a dark brown and full kissable pink lips and his short chestnut hair tumbling in the typical disarray and pressing against his forehead. "We have about 20 minutes, so we have just enough time for you to tell me about your life in Brazil. " I quipped, whipping out the puppy dog eyes and a full fledged Cheshire Cat grin
He smiled just as wide and began retelling me the story of his life. Alex had grown up in the typically ruddy favela of Rio, Brazil. His father had died too when he was young and his mother had proceeded to begin fucking a notorious and dangerous drug baron; Juan Reyes and how Reyes had abused him and his mother and when he'd impregnated his mother, and she'd given birth to Cècelia he'd started on her as well. One day he slapped Cèce a bit too hard and she'd bled all over the floor, Reyes had beaten his own daughter to death. When Alex saw what had happen even though he was only 13, he'd grabbed a socket wrench and beaten Reyes up and surprisingly his mother tried to stop him. Realising his mother was truly loyal to Reyes he stole as much money as his tiny hands could carry and ran to the only safe place he could think of, Newport to live with his uncle, Dominic. That's when he discovered he could teleport. But he was so lonely. Then he recounted with the look of love in his eyes of how he'd seen my 11 year old self and, though he first saw a fun playmate, he began to fall in love. From then, the rest was history; we became friends and soon we became confidants, lovers and partners. By this time we were kissing when I heard the dorm begin so open I detangled myself from Alex and walked up to the door to hug Chris. "Hey twin, was Alex here?" She said
I nodded and proceeded to give her the look that said we'd talk later. I then began walking down the hall with the dragon lady. The dragon lady was me and Chris's nickname for the Ms Penny who was a lady that looked to be about 65 with white hair, a small build, icy green eyes and an unsmiling mouth. She carted all the girls in our wing (high risk ) to and from lunch, classes, for air once a day and to the mandatory 3 times a week counselling sessions with Dr McLeod. We arrived at the good Doctor's room and she gave me a dirty look and made her escape. Dr McLeod was an average looking lady with brown hair, blue eyes and a white lab coat; typical doctor I guess. "So, Annora, how's your week been so far, have you been seeing Alejandro lately. I'd learnt a long time ago that the only person who believed me about Alex was Chris so as usual I didn't speak. Usually in the middle of my unresponsiveness dragon lady would come in and try and shove pills down my throat but I always wore jeans to my session so I could pretend to swallow the pills and hide them in my jean pockets. So we just sat in silence for an hour, well relative silence. She just kept asking me questions and I just sat staring at her in silence. Just another typical day at Rivergreen,I guess, just another typical day at Rivergreen
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Sweet Madness
FantasyThe impossible is all around us and in everything we see, feel... everything we do.All we have to do is look a little less, because the harder you look, the less you truly see.