Note 24 - Back When It Was You And I

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Theo came out to the balcony, opening the sliding door even more, and fanned the air from inside outwards. The once pleasant aroma was now smoke. Warren stood up with a sour face. 

"What did you do?" He asked.

"It is my deepest apologies to inform you that Jack does not know how to cook and has burnt both the sausage and egg. He is freaking out as we speak with Anika trying to calm him down. It seems you are needed." Theo replied. 

Warren walked back inside with haste and Theo closed the sliding door behind him. 

"I thought you were airing the smoke?" Emanon asked. 

"I did. It's all gone now." He sat down next to her and made a "poof" noise while making a gesture with his hand. 

"How have you been this early morning after everything? You don't seem very impacted."

"I've just been thinking, that's all. Do I really look that uninterested?"

"I wouldn't say interested but maybe a little desensitized? You seem like you don't really know how to react to things so you try to be casual and brush it off like you can handle it- Like you're trying to be mature about things. It's uncharacteristic of you from my perspective."

"And here I thought trying not to be immature would impress everybody."

"Why? Everyone likes you just the way you are Emanon, bratty and spoiled."

"Hey!"

"What? It's fine. Why are you trying so hard?"

"If I threw a tantrum then Jack would only feel worse, Warren would worry and I don't want to worry anybody."

"Oh, so you really are trying to be mature then? How cute- But you know Em. It's still okay to express how you really feel, you can be mature and still be honest. You can be honest and kind. Tell me. Share it with me."

"I'm sorry Theo, I haven't been very fair, have I? It's just that I really didn't have anything to share. You all have such vast memories, painful ones and they're all so different. I don't really have anything though. I feel very empty compared to all of you. I don't know how to relate or connect with those feelings. I want to, I really do, I just- Nothing comes out."

"You don't really need those memories to connect though."

"Eminence had memories, she had people she connected with, she had you."

"-And you had Jack, you have Warren, and Anika, and me."

"But I also want memories, is that too selfish? I want to know what I was like as a kid. I feel like a joke, I thought I knew myself but I don't and to make matters worse I was someone else entirely and I don't even know her. Am I even like her in the slightest?"

"Why are your feelings about Eminence so intense lately? What did you see in my memories?"

"You were at a funeral together, and you were holding her hand. Neither of you said anything but I could tell you didn't need to. You didn't have to look at her to know what she was feeling. I could tell but I- I didn't know what either of you was thinking or feeling and I felt so lonely... I could feel Warren's, Jack's, and Anika's. Their feelings were so heavy and loud, it overwhelmed me but I could only feel my feelings when it came to you and her. It was so unbearably silent. I wanted to know. I wanted to be in that small world of yours."

"I see, I know what funeral you're talking about. That was for her father and we were the only ones who attended. That's why we were so closed off. I guess it's not something that can be hidden anymore but you- Eminence's parents died when we were teenagers. My parents took custody since you're betrothed to me. They paid for our college and they don't know about what's happened in the last 30 years because I've lied to them."

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