Whispers of The Forgotten

Chapter 20 Realization

I didn't go to school for two weeks after that day.

I didn't eat.

When my Mom tried to talk to me I'd just push her away and say that I was fine. Just a little sick. And she would unwillingly retreat after several minutes of me not answering her.

And I definitely didn't sleep.

Lucas came knocking on my window, but I didn't answer. I'd just roll over and stare at my blankets, or hands. It depended on what night it was.

It was like I was an inanimate object. I watched people live their lives around me. People continued on, no one stopped to ask about me. Nobody called. I was simply just there.

A zombie was what I was.

Except zombies have the luxury of being dead.

{*¥*}{*¥*}{*¥*} -Later that night-

For the first time in a long time, I stepped out onto my balcony.

Chills actually shot up my spine as my feet connected to the ground. Ever since I went to The Forgotten Land I felt cold. My sweatpants finally got the privilege to get dust off them. And my blankets were now strewn all across my room from me tossing and turning all night.

Gently, I sat down in my favorite chair.

The Stars seemed to be more dull. The Moon wasn't as eerie, though. Everything felt different. I felt different. And there is no amount of psychiatrists or scientists in the world that could fill the hole in my stomach. There is not a cure for broken hope.

Or a broken heart.

A finger tapped my shoulder. My eyes flicked from the sky to the left. I knew coming out here would risk someone coming to see me. Someone I had no words for. Someone I hadn't spoken to in weeks. My vision blurred and then refocused on a familiar face.

Lucas was staring at me, the wind lifting his hair up slightly.

"May I help you?"

"Why haven't you talked to me, Sapphire?"

With great effort I slightly raised my shoulders. "I've been busy."

Lucas stood in front of me so I couldn't look away from him. His colorful eyes were cold, hard. "You haven't left this house for two weeks. As a matter of fact, you haven't even left your room."

"What are you now, my bodyguard? Why are you stalking me again, Lucas? I thought we talked about this on the first day we met."

He slammed his thick hand down on the side of my chair. My attention was focused over his shoulder though. There was no way I could look him in the eyes. "Damnit, Sapphire! Why are you acting like this?"

Slowly I brought my eyes to his. A small smirk lit my face. It was the most fake facade ever, and I knew he could see right through it. I batted my eyelashes, "Acting like what?"

Violently Lucas jerked around like someone spun him up in a tornado. Then he whips back towards me.

"Stop it."

"Stop what?"

"Stop acting like you're not hurting! I've known you so long and you do this all the time. You have a big title and that means you always had to keep a straight face, but that doesn't mean you need to cut your humanity off! Without it, the world will crash and burn. And so will you!" Lucas ran over and gripped my shoulders hard.

My eyes lifted up to him. I slapped his hands off me and stood up. His eyes widened at my sudden outburst. But this was my advantage. I started backing him up towards the balcony. My finger jabbed his chest with ever step I took.