The Way It Should Be

Chapter Ten

My life should be normal, you know, completely human, not having to deal with a best friend that might have just tried to kill another best friend, having to see one of your best friends in the hospital.

Anyway, its been a couple days and I've accepted the fact Steve might die, I am still hoping he will survive this incident - obviously. Or that this is all of this is a figment of my imagination, maybe I'm in a coma and I'm imagining all of this, I wish that was what this was, but.. life doesn't work like that.

I am in the hospital, watching over my best friend, the friend that got bitten by a very poisonous spider.

Steve has all these wires attached to him, I wish I didn't have to see him like this, it is scary, I wish I was in his position rather that him being in it.

I have been skiping school lately, my friends might be too, I wouldn't know, or care, right now all I care about is Steve, if he'll survive or not.

If he doesn't Darren will most likely run away or something, Alan and Tommy will be crazy that Darren has disappeared so I would probably run away too.

If he survives Alan, Tommy and I will be freaking out with happiness, but Darren and Steve will hate each other, or just not talk ever anymore.

"Its time to go now," a nurse says and I stand from the seat I was sitting in and then lock the window and then go out of the room.

I walk home. Lonely. In the middle of the night. Tired. Vulnerable.

When I get home I slowly walk to my room and fall on my bed, I can't believe everything that has happened recently.

The freak show, the card in my closet, Steve not liking vampires anymore, Darren having Madam Octa from the Cirque Du Freak, Steve going to the hospital. Everything has just been so crazy.

I should have listened to Mr. Dalton I wouldn't be here if I had! He said not to go, but we went anyway, that's what we get for being rebellious, someone ends up in the hospital on the verge of death.

All this happened because Alan decides to show us a stupid flyer for a stupid freak show from a stupid random man on the stupid street. Larten Crepsley, The Family Ruiner, is more like it, Larten Crepsley what kind of name is that?! What about Vur Horton!? What's up with that?!

Larten Crepsley is a vampire, the original owner of Madam Octa, a performing spider.

Most people don't believe in vampires but they are real, apparently. That's what Steve says anyway, or used to say.

I wish I never went to the Cirque! If I haven't then none of this would have happen!! Steve wouldn't be in the hospital living the possible last couple minutes of his life in. hospital bed all alone! With no one else to be with him!

The Cirque is the worst thing I've went to ever! Though.. If Steve does die, I would like to join the Cirque, sounds crazy, how I was yelling about how terrible it is but I want to join it.

I have a card that I found that's from the Cirque in my closet, its only a card, nothing more, nothing less, it only read Cirque Du Freak, nothing more nothing less. I have no idea how I'm supposed to use this stupid card.

I decide to smell it and its a strong smell and I put it down and start sneezing, this is such a nasty smell too. Almost like... sweat and smoke...? No that's not it, sweat and wet dog? No, I just can't pin point what this smells like. All I know is that it definitely has sweat in it.

"Alicia go to sleep, I know you haven't slept much lately." My older sister says, actually caring about me for once.

"Fine. I'll try." I turn off the lights and lay on my bed.

Failing to sleep - too worried for Steve - I lay in bed and just stare at the ceiling and wonder how it would be like if I never met Steve or the others.

I would probably be miserable, Depressed, with no friends. No... Id probably go through a dangerous operation to get did of my ears and tail, because I'd be so self conscious.

Remembering the day we met back in kindergarten is just so... heart warming.

I will never forget that day, I will never ever forget it. It was the happiest day of my life and will remain that way until the day I day, even the day I get married won't change it.

By time its morning I get ready to go back to the hospital when I get a call.

"Hello?" I ask.

"Hey this is Tux right?" A women asks.

"Yes." Confused and slightly on edge I add, "Who is this?"

"Its Steve's mom."

"Oh? What's wrong?" I ask, anxiety overwhelming me, "Is he alright?"

"He is more than alright! He's awake now actually, he requested to see you... and you alone." She says overjoyed.

"Really?! That's awesome!! I'll be there in a bit, but if I may ask, how?" I ask.

"No one knows! But no one is complaining either!"

"That's great!"

"Well I got to tell other people." She says hanging up.

I smile wide and then run down stairs with a wide and happy smile on my face.

"What are you smiling at?" My mom asks.

"Steve is awake!! He is healthy!! He is living!"

"That's wonderful!"

"I know!"

I'm so happy!!

I know I was being all negative but.. How can I be negative now?! He's living!! He is breathing still!! My best friend is still living! I don't have to kill Darren!!

"Let's go visit him." My mom says.

"Yes let's!"

I run out the door, happy as ever could be. But what I didn't know was that would leave, again. Unexpectedly, by the one and only family ruinier.