Chance

Chapter 16 - Choris Romance Says Goodnight

Sylver Allynsha Armstrong

The fan blades moving and the sound it creates is the only sound that is blaring in my ears. My lone thoughts had left me deaf to everything else. I got up to change my tear soaked pillow for a fresh one. I needed to do something to take my mind off everything that has been happening to me. I had to stop thinking.

It had been a week since Adam Brown's mother has summoned me to the police station. It has been a week since I've heard anything from Adam Brown. Nothing, nada. It really seemed like he was gone. But I knew for a fact that he hasn't dead.

I walked gravely to the mirror in my bathroom to take a good look at the monster that people addressed as Sylver. What was wrong with me?

The bathroom was dark and damp. I felt the walls closing in on me. I felt trapped but not terrified. I was not scared, only lonely.

Where was he?

The sky thundered.

The clock read 5.02 am. Light has started to peep in through my drawn curtains. My throat was parched. I wasn't thirsty, oddly. A scream seemed trapped in my throat but I wanted to stay quiet. My world was quiet without Adam Brown.

It was a confusing time for me. All I wanted was a one way ticket to where Adam Brown was. I didn't want to stay there, I wanted to bring him home.

I wanted to show him how much trouble he caused his mother. I wanted to show him how close he has come to shatter me. I switched the lights back on. I redid my eye make up. I wiped the tears off my face and tried to cover up my puffy eyes. No trace of vulnerability. That wasn't who I am. I was no vulnerable.

I changed into a clean pair of clothes and fished a bag out of the closet. I stopped and couldn't help but break down again. It was okay. Only these four walls would know.

I packed a towel, a fresh pair of jeans, a pair of sweats, a clean shirt, some clean underwear and a deodorant. I went to my dressing table and packed my makeup bag and added my hairbrush to it. I went to my bathroom and fetched my toothbrush. I took another bag filled with CDs and books. I took a map, a notebook, a pen. I stuffed my wallet, my charger and phone into the bag pack. I went downstairs to get water and some snacks. I put on my Converse.

I took a good look at my room. I wrote a note for Stella. I was sorry that I would be upsetting her.

I have everything I need. I will be gone for a few days. It's important. I had to leave right away. I have my phone on me, but let me be the one to call you. My mind cannot be diverted right now. Water my plants, Stella. Love, Syl.

I stuck it on my bedroom door. Who knew when I'd see my blue door next?

I walked downstairs, trying to identify my house's scent. I couldn't smell it. Maybe I could when I would be back.

I left my house with my bags and sat inside my car.

I couldn't get the car to start. I had started to cry again. Where are you, Adam Brown?

I slowly started my car. I put it on reverse and left my driveway. I was on the road. I put some Flyleaf on. Soon, romantic Christian rock filled my car. I tried to concentrate on the music.

Choris Romance say goodnight.

Close your eyes and I'll close mine.

"I'm sorry, Adam Brown," I said through my tears. My sight was blurred by my tears. I inhaled and them whimpered. "I'm so, so sorry."

Remember you, remember me.

Heard the first, the last, between.

And I'm praying, we will see something there, in between.