Mystique Well-Their Arrival

Chapter 42: Lost In Melancholy

(Monica's POV)

Kyle had said that he was going out of city for few days, it's been almost twenty days and there's no news of him. He is not even replying to my calls and messages which is making me restless. Is he okay? Is he in some trouble? I thought and heard Maya's voice from behind, "hey, give me something to eat."

"There are lots of snacks crawling in the kitchen, go and eat them." I said.

"I finished them a few days ago." She said and I looked at her in annoyance.

"Go out and suck someone's blood. Stop irritating me." I yelled and she was shocked by my sudden outburst.

She came towards me and asked sternly, "What happened?"

"Nothing. Sorry." I mumbled.

"I don't want your apology, I want the answer. Who or what is actually IRRITATING you?" She asked.

I sighed and said, "Kyle is neither receiving my calls nor replying to my messages."

She gave me a judging look and said, "may be he is busy in some work. Anyway, you told me that he was going out for some work."

"Just for few days. Few days. Maya, it's been twenty days and there is no trace of him." I said.

"Don't twenty days count as few days?" She said raising her eyebrows.

"Shut up" I said getting annoyed.

"Hey, why are you acting crazy, talk to him when he will come back." She said.

"Iamfeelingveryrestless." I mumbled.

"What?" She asked.

"I am feeling very restless. I need to talk to him. Right now." I said.

"Now who is irritating whom?" She asked getting annoyed with me.

I started biting my nails and seeing me anxious she said, "well, we can ask Mayson." Hearing this, rays of hope started appearing in my eyes and I asked, "can we?"

"Yeah, I mean they are best friends so he would know about him and it is also possible that they both went together." She said.

"You are genius Maya. Why didn't this occur to me?" I said.

"Because you have Kyle inside your head, not brain." She said.

I shrugged off and said, "whatever, you just do one thing for me."

"What?" She asked.

"Call Mayson and ask where Kyle is." I said nonchalantly and she looked at me as if I had said something completely illegal.

"Why me? I don't have his number anyway." She said.

"I have it. Here, talk to him. Please sister, please. I feel a little awkward asking him directly, that's why I am asking you. I mean, if Kyle finds out that I called Mayson to ask about his friend, it will feel a little awkward. After all, what will Kyle think about me?" I said.

"Why would he think anything about you and why should I call him. Anyway, I don't get along with Mayson and you know that very well." She said glaring at me.

"Please my dear genius sister I'm begging you please please please." I said pleadingly.

"Okay fine. Stop nagging." She said and dialed his number.
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(Maya's POV)

It's very sad that while treating psychos, my sister herself has gone mad. I wish she wasn't a psychiatrist. I have to call Mayson. Mayson! Seriously! I dialed his number and he immediately picked up the call and said, "hello"

Was he sitting with his cell phone installed in his ears? He picked it up immediately as soon as the call came! I thought.

"Hello... hello Monica?" He said again.

"He-hello...May-Mayson?" I started stammering.

"Maya?" He asked curiously. It was clear from his voice how surprised he was and why not, he would not have even thought in his dreams that I would call him.

"Umm...hey!" I said awkwardly.

"Hey! How are you?" He asked.

"I'm good and I...umm...Is Kyle with you?" I asked.

"Kyle? No. I mean yes he is with me but not right now. Why though?" He asked.

If I tell him that my sister is being a pain in the neck and that's why I called him, she will surely kill me and he will surely think that we both have lost our mind. What should I say? I thought.

"Maya? Are you there? Hello?" He asked.

"I...umm... okay bye." I said and hung up immediately.
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(Mayson's POV)

"I...umm... okay bye." She said and disconnected the call and I kept staring at my phone wondering whether my ear was going haywire or Maya's brain? She is weirdly weird. I thought and heard the door latch open and Kyle come in.

"Hey bro!" I said and he just hummed in response and sat on the couch, staring at nothing.

It's been about ten days since we returned and since then he has become very quiet. He and his father are now living together in his apartment and his mother has also been shifted to the best cancer hospital in the city for treatment. I can understand that his condition is no longer such that he can laugh and joke like he normally does and this thing is hurting me a lot. I want the old Kyle back, the cheerful, bubbly one.

"Kyle, Maya called me and she was asking about you." I said.

"O... what did she say?" He asked.

"Nothing. She asked whether you are with me or not and then disconnected the call." I said and he looked at me suspiciously.

He signed and said, "Did Maya call or Monica?" He asked.

"It was Maya." I said.

"Actually, I have received about forty missed calls and messages from Monica." He said.

"What? And you didn't bother to answer those." I said getting shocked.

"I don't feel like talking to anyone, Mayson." He said.

"Kyle, I can understand that your situation is..." He didn't let me finish my words and yelled, "what situation? Huh? What situation? Stop feeling pity for me."

"Don't shout. Listen to me first. If she called so many times, there must be something important." I yelled back and he sighed in annoyance.

"Look Kyle, ever since we came back you have become very quiet. You are neither wanting to talk to anyone nor meet anyone nor are you paying attention to your health. If you do this then you will become a victim of depression." I said.

"What should I do? You tell me what should I do?" He said.

"You should talk to Monica. I am not saying this because she has sent you forty missed calls and messages, but because she is a psychiatrist. Meet her and tell her your problems, you will feel better." I said.

"Do you think it will work?" He asked.

"I'm sure it will work." I said, reassuring him.