i don't mind :: c.h

8: Just Saying

Allyssa Moriones

The sun kissed my skin as I was awoken by the smiling face of Mr. Sun. It's a good day to teach my kids again. I was startled by a loud screech at my door. It was Michael. Hurrying up to me.

"WHAT THE HELL, CLIFFORD? IT'S 7:00 IN THE MORNING AND HERE YOU ARE, RUNNING TOWARDS MY ROOM? WHAT DO YOU WANT?" Shit. I never meant to shout at him at this time of the day.

"Ally," he started. "H-help me." Oh, my fuck. It's like something so dear and so precious is missing from him. Michael shed a tear. Oh God. I can't resist this kind of drama. I hugged him and patted his back. I sighed. "Okay, let it out. I'll help you in any possible way that I could." I stopped. His face looking pale and he licked his chapped lips.

"M-my," he uttered. "My pokeball is gone and I think something had got it from me. I stopped myself from rubbing his back, restraining from laughing the shit out of me. I covered my mouth and controlled it. Until I regained myself to talk. I started, "Michael, we could just buy you a new one. And if you find it, just take care of it next time. I doubt we'll still find it from here." I stopped. He stands up from the floor, facing me with his sparkling eyes.

"No." he scowled. "That pokeball is too precious," he paused. "I play that shit everytime and when I'm bored, I put Calum inside of it. Just saying."

My heart beated fast at the sound of his name. It's like a drug. A drug that could make my organs pop out of place and he'll make it all whole again.

Lord, is this the battle that you called, love? Are you making me suffer from the pain? Do you want me to hurt myself again from the past?

Please, give me a sign to make this all worth it. I don't want to feel the pain from the past 3 years. Make me whole. I don't want to suffer.

I want to be loved.