Chapter 18

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Dylan, Stella, and I sat together and were secluded from the rest of society. This although sounding very cynical was quite literal in fact. A new restaurant called Society had opened and none other than Dylan had wanted to go there as his way of catching up with all of our hours and days of fun. That, in my head, was supposed to sound the opposite of cynical. Thought that it would divert what I had been internally feeling, yet there is no way to turn around the forces of our words unless we find a better meaning to them, one we are comfortable with.

Everything seemed to have gone back to normal. Asthma couldn't have disappeared for so long, the definition of long being one night. Mom had gone to work, and even though I believed her, it was a partial lie. Her saying she was only going out for work was true, yet she'd also been going to the hospital more often, I knew she'd been going today. A reason for my meeting being incredibly getatable for her and Dr. Gahn. Of course, there wasn't anything other than friendly love between the three of us, just like the friendship I have with the other two people sitting here with me.

They'd have to know about it at some point as well. The moments we were spending with each other right now would be great to have no depressed attachments to them. Thing is, all emotions fit together perfectly, and they cause each other like a mandela effect. And at the flop of a butterfly, I told them.

Stella shed a few tears and Dylan came over to the other side of the uncomfortable blue sofa to give me a hug and another frown to the set of two who had already laid with a sad pout, almost reaching the floor if we'd be able to count all three of us and the mixed salad of emotions.

Never would I have thought about the effect my presence would have on some, just as much as my number, and we are occasionally being told about our value. Just like any other subliminal message, through the media and our superiors, who are nothing more than a name and a little more knowledge than us which we aren't all that caring about unless you'd want to beat your superior. The meaning of me and of them was what I would look forward to, to figure out what our auspicious life would be like once we were no longer three, but when we would be one, one by each other and for each other, just like votes are.

After having laid out our feelings in the form of a liquid, we continued our food-filled morning. All of us left the news caged and trying to fight as it was being swept away into our minds by the chains of love. It sat there, only being joined by the thought of telling Tyler a day before.

Dylan and I left the restaurant together after we'd been done with the remaining pieces of a red velvet cake, a special request of mine. I wanted to prove my loyalty to Stella's delicious cupcakes. The conclusion was that even if it was the end of the world, I'd choose her passion-filled cupcakes till the very last organism had no pain out of anything, but the destruction of the memories brought by the place we call earth. The term we referring to humans, but what would an ant, or a dog called to the place they live in. What would they call to the trees or grass? The depths of the oceans still have yet to be discovered. What should those unknown species think about the light they never see, as they're too far away from the sharks and whales that get to experience much more of the destruction of themselves, and ourselves.

It was in the hundreds of steps of our feet and one taxi we took, that we finally made it to the hospital. My fear of what would be of today's appointment had assuaged just as I spit out my secret to two of my closest friends. Dylan being here made the journey a much more amiable walk through the halls. Even though a fear I knew was created by a specific reason, had disappeared as I became known to what it would be, there was still something else that kept nagging at me with its mysterious aura. I was still afraid, but the advantage that fear had over me was the fact that I didn't know what I was afraid of.

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