Blondie

Cherry Tomato

All I can see is darkness. All I can feel is slight pressure. Where? I have no idea. Who am I? What am I? How am I? Why do I sound like a poet? Am I a poet? What's a poet? I called out to the darkness. Why? I don't know but it felt like the right thing to do. My goodness, you are worse than the salamanders. The darkness exclaims. Why does it sound so familiar, kinda like Nana? Salamanders, what are salamanders? Am I a salamander? I ask the darkness. My child, you are way too smart to become a salamander. It's time for you to wake up. It replies. No! I don't want to wake up! Why should I? How could I? Dear child, you need to because there are people whom you love and who love you. Plus I guarantee that you don't want to be stuck in our head for the rest of our short life. I'm you? You are me? Yes, I'm your conscience. Your Jiminy Cricket? Umm, Yes? I guess in a way I am. But I stay in your mind, sadly I'm not a cricket. Honestly, that would be very cool. Why are you talking like me and not like Nana? Well, I knew that if I spoke like us before I distinguished myself from the other voices you would become confused and most likely keep ignoring me. So I spoke like our childhood hero. I miss her. So do I. How come we haven't met before, I mean I'm 16. That's a long time. Oh, I remember now, my name is Cherry. That's good, you should remember everything again soon. I've always been here but you never noticed. When you remember everything you will forget about me. Why? I do not know, it's just the way the mind works. Have we talked like this before? Yes, this is the fourth time. When was the first time? When you were a child, you accidentally became blackout drunk on spiked lemonade. During a family reunion, I might add. Really? Is that the reason I hate lemonade? Even thinking about it makes me sick. Why has Mom and Dad never told me? Mom has no idea it ever happened. Dad was the one who found us after we jumped off the deck into the creek. Oh, I see. Who's Gee? She seems pretty important. They are very important to us. They've been our best friend for fifteen years. Our moms were best friends since high school, so we were basically raised together ever since we moved back. Do we love them? Yes, and in many different ways. Romantically? Yes, but we can't admit that out loud. Why? We trusted someone before with our heart romantically. What happened? She took things too far and ended up burning that trust to the ground, scarring and burning us in the process. Why can't we trust Gee? We can, and as soon as we realize that we love them, everything will improve. Gee is nothing like Kye and I wish we can realize that before they're gone. Everything is coming back to me. The fight. Gee picking me up. A bright light started to rip into the darkness. Why is everything getting so bright? This is where we part. But not really, I'm always here memorizing and remembering. I'm never truly gone. But I don't want to go. Yes, you do. Will I get to talk to you again? I hope not but knowing us we have an 89% chance of talking again. Oh..........

"Cherry? Cherry? Are you awake? Sweetie, is someone home in there?" A voice echoed, their voice wafting into my ears jolting me from my slumber. Shit, what happened? Where am I? Why can't I move? "You are ok. Gee and I are here for you." The voice said. It was louder than before. Wait, that voice is so familiar. Mom? Mom, where am I? I started to open my eyes and a bright light attacked my eyeballs. I blinked over and over so they got used to the light after enjoying the dark for some time. "There you are. I missed you so much." Mom said, while gently caressing my face.

"I......missssed.....you.....too." Why does it hurt to talk? "What........happened? Where's Gee?"

"Don't try to talk. You had a severe panic attack and passed out due to the lack of oxygen. The doctors said that usually it only takes patients a couple of hours and at most a day to recover. Drink some of this water, please. It will help clear your throat" She asked as she handed me a bottle of water with the cap already unscrewed. Oh, thank God water. I nodded and reached for it but my arms are still so heavy that I end up just letting them fall down. "Oh honey, I'll help you," Mom said with a pitying look. She helped me sit up and rest my back on the wall. Then she lifted the water and started pouring it into my dry throat. I've missed water so much. Already my throat feels so much better. "Anyways with your asthma and other lung issues, they decided to keep you asleep until the threat has passed. So you were under for about two days. I was so scared that you wouldn't wake up. I love you kid, but don't ever do that again, ok?" She stopped giving me water and looked me in the eyes. I tried to move my arms to hug her but all I managed to do was lift them a few inches.

"Mom, you know I can't promise that." She looked at me with her 'I just want you to be safe and not die until I'm dead' look. "But...... I'll try...my best." I hate that look so much. I hate pity and when people treat me like a fragile vase.

"I love ya kid," She said, tears rolling down her red face.

"I love you, Mom. Thank you for the water. And where's Gee, did they leave?" I hope they were not stressing themselves out and letting themselves sleep. Knowing them they probably haven't slept since I got here.

"They are outside, do you want me to bring them in?" Yes. I want to see them so badly.

"Sure, do I look horrible?" I know that's the last thing I should be worrying about, it's only Gee. Butterflies started to fly around my belly, tickling my insides, and making me blush. What? Why do I feel so flustered?

"You look like you've been asleep for a couple of days." Mom said with a slight smile on her face."I'll bring them in."

"Thanks, mom," I said. As soon as she left I tried to tame my hair a little bit but that's kinda hard when it hurts to move your arms; why are there bandages around my hand? I forced myself into a sitting position.

Gee walked in with a grin on their tired face. How long have they been here? Did they ever leave? I hope Geo isn't pissed at them.

"Hey, how are you feeling?" they asked.

"I'm feeling like I haven't moved for days."

"That's good?"

"Yeah, how long have you been here? Did you see me while I was dead to the world?"

"Uh, I haven't left since we got here.

"Geo let you stay! What about school? Football?! Your scholarship. Two days gone can mess everything up! Thanks for staying but I'm not wo....."

"Don't you dare say you're not worth missing two days of school! Geo is my big brother not my dad so he can't control what I do. Urg. Do you remember anything? 

This may just be once-a-month updates, we [your two authors] are very behind on shit and I'm sadly in charge of posting and I forget.