Back Then

Chapter 6

I can't imagine the situation Lana would be going through ...I kept on adding fuel to fire in between while the other half of me just wanted to throw everything away and vanish into air .

When I opened eyes , the silent atmosphere, I realised ,even birds do forget to chirp and sun could miss sending his golden beams, Like they already know we are off mood . We already planned to search the office again believing we could fetch something relevant , even if it wasn't that perfect morning to start something crucial since all of us were drained , but we have to .

The anonymous letter from a psychic villain , I know it's irrelevant but somehow the way he structured his words, very poetic, short and abstruse , the letter itself is a piece of art . There's this place at his office where he dump all the letters and any other posts , but this one , is kept among all the very official letters separately. I use to clean the other drawers weekly however I was prohibited to enter this area of office since it matters alot and Ross knows I'm careless.

Ross being a popular one always recieve tons of criminal cases, that intelligent and rooted he is and being his assistant I can understand how messier it gets everyday. As he already guarantee the win , he don't accept the so called advance gifts before he's done and the amount of case letters and invites he recieve is enormous. The influence he have with politicians and other media personalities actually shocked me because he is so humble and down to earth , when I tried to attempt suicide he dropped everything for like a month , even if his life is crowded with everything else. The rain or rain bow never stopped Ross from being there for his sister . He never ever bragged about his position or money , that it almost made me forget that afterall he's actually very busy. From the cases he handle I don't know what side he choose , guilty or innocent but as his little sister whatever he choose is my right.

But

The black palaces and blue flowers, what are they!

When I woke up , Tina and Jake were already having breakfast, planning the day . Dining hall looked dirtied than my entire personality, I started sneezing and Jake looked woefully into my eyes ,

" I'm too busy to handle.... May be ...some dust mmmm "

I gave nothing and sat on a nearby chair , half awake . I'm still not upto choose between bed or bath .

" Go brush , have food and medicines, I can't remind everytime ...... Yeahhh I was about you remind you something huhhh... What was thatttt "
Jake said confused .

"Is it the chewing gums?" Tina asked

I sat indifferent, wanting more of sleep knowing that untill we find Ross the time would be troublesome .

" Oh gums it is ... Why did I forget to remind her .... "
Said Jake hurriedly. I was chewing an abnormal amount and he might have noticed it little weird .

"Never mind ... I didn't forget " , I said to bring down the fact that they thought i forgot to restock myself . Why should they think I'm silly enough to not care about my health. Sometimes I'm like this , i don't like commands or advices, it's caring yet too annoying .

Jake already has an idea of carrying remaining letters in search of evidences , but he clarified that I need not accompany since I'm not healthy to bear it all.

I sat on couch , after heavy breakfast, not much agitated by anything, lazy to move as if I'm not sure if wind is blowing or sun is blazing, not very sure if there's if enough helium and hydrogen in sun to explode. There is a black hole over my head , scary and awfully dark , my physical body , soul and spirituality being under the gravity , me fighting against the inability to respond or run . There's a tunnel , an infinite one , my expectations are Ahad with a gentle smile , roses , lillies, daisies , peace and may be food . But everything around are solid dark and frightening when I'm trying myself to calm down and have a good time . My cerebral self felt the burn , near to faint as sudden darkness is penetrating into the lens, there's a lot of black everywhere , my lone self and soul projected into the tunnel , no longer able to figure out who I'm and what I'm.