"My MaRiLyn..."

46.

Happy are we? Ciara is coping well but not so well. She's been crying her eyes out each time she remembers all the good times Miss Fiona and her had. She locks herself in her room and avoids me. What to do to make her happier? Is the question that seems to run in my head all the time.

Her wound is healing so that's a plus but sadness seems to creep in each time she remembers.

I once heard a wise man say, "Pain disappears when you embrace what caused the hurt." And in this case two deaths of the people she had in her life caused Ciara to hurt but I'm going to fix everything for her. She'll be happy again.

Speaking of happiness,Marilyn makes me happy but she's been ignoring me. I try to talk to her and by chance ask what I did wrong apart from not eating her food,She just shrugs and tells me to figure it out. I should figure it out? I'm not a scientist to figure things out. Ignoring me won't push me away Marilyn because nothing will.

We are glued together and soul mates also die together. In each other's arms, saying their last goodbyes before they close their eyes to sleep. I sketched you into existence and erasing you would be the death of me so I don't want that.

I get out of bed to check up on Ciara until I hear voices from downstairs. I should check it out and to my surprise it's Morris having a conversation with Ciara. What does he want now?

"What is going on here?" I ask out of curiosity.

"Uh,hello to you too," Ciara replies sarcastically. I sigh.

"Sorry,Good morning people," I greet them both after getting the message from Ciara and Morris checkles.

"Hi,Timothy. Pleasure to see you this morning," Ciara says to me and I nod in affirmation.

"So what Is Morris doing here?"

"Well,he's here trying to talk me into accepting the fact that he wants to plan a 'get-well-soon' party that almost has everybody in the neighbourhood here to celebrate," Ciara informs me and the first thing that comes into my head is Marilyn showing up.

"Here? You want to host the party here? Here in my house?" I ask Morris and he smiles at me.

"Is there a problem?" He asks. I shake my head 'no'.

"Good. So Cece,I need you to give me your final answer so that I can leave and begin planning your party,"

"Sure. Uh,you can call some people around," Ciara tells Morris. He looks excited to do this.

"Yes,Morris. Invite everybody you know".

I think to myself and well,on that day I will not hesitate but ask Marilyn why she keeps ignoring me and I will not stop asking until I get answers from her.

I can't wait to "socialize". Vague bullshit.