Trapdoor

Chapter 18

I laid in bed and looked at the ceiling. I wasn't sure what time it was or if anyone was there, but it was dark. So I laid in the dark looking at the ceiling, hoping for it to tell me something.

I wasn't sure what it was supposed to tell me, it was just a ceiling. A ceiling plenty of people have looked at. This was a hospital room, people have probably died right where I was laying. But it didn't bothered me, I was probably going to be next.

But this ceiling just wouldn't stop. It was annoyingly bright white and it had a spot of red or orange, just a little to the left of my vision, that stood out. Maybe that was the story.

This spot was the story. How'd it get there? Why didn't anyone paint over it? I wanted it to tell me. I know that's a little silly, its a damn ceiling, it won't ever speak. I just couldn't stop wondering and wanting.

I wanted to know about the spot, I also just wanted to leave the room and never set my feet back into it. I felt suffocated and the spot was starting to hurt my head. I couldn't stand it, I wanted out.

I grabbed my phone and dialed Brendon's number. It took a few times, but he picked up, his voice groggy.

"Is he okay?" Was his first question. He was worried that I'd died.

"Yeah, he is." God, I was getting good at lying.

He was quite for a second and breathed deeply. "Tyler, I'm sorry."

Brendon shouldn't have to be sorry, it wasn't his fault, it was mine. I was the one that should be sorry. I was putting this on everyone and he was the one that was sorry. I couldn't let him be.

"Please, don't be." I begged. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"I know I didn't, but I'm just sorry that you have to go through this." He paused. "I'm just scared that I'll get this call at 3 in the morning and you'll be gone and I wouldn't be there for you, like I'm supposed to be."

I was quite for a long time. He told me he loved me before, but that was before I was dying. I'd known him all my life and I was getting ripped away from him, he was losing me. It isn't all about me, its about the people I know, too.

"Can you get Pete and Patrick and Mark and get me?" I asked, looking back at the ceiling. "I need to get out of here."

"Anything for you, ty." I heard him moving and a door shut. "I'll call them and get you."

"Thanks. Just be careful cause I don't know who's here tonight." I looked across the room and saw that the bathroom door was shut and the light was on.

"Josh isn't there?" He asked, clearly baffled by it. "Isn't he always there?"

"He had something to do tonight, I don't know what it was, but he took Maddy with him." I told him.

"Well I'll call you when I got the boys and when we're on the way." Brendon said as I heard another door shut and things being opened.

"Okay, bye." I hung up.

"Tyler?" It was my mom. "Honey its 2 am, what are you doing up?"

"I could ask the same thing." I smiled at her weakly.

She tsked. "You need to rest if your going to get better."

She looked so worn down and tired. She was worried about me all the time and had no time to take care of herself. She was constantly around to make sure I was okay and to teach me. I wished I could give her a brake so she could go and relax.

"Ma, you need to rest, too. You were on your feet all day and need to sleep." I said as I watched her sit down on the chair.

She sighed heavily, looking at me very tiredly. "I have to make sure your fine first."

"I'm fine right now." I told her. "You need to sleep."

She leaned back and covered herself with a blanket. "What would I do without you, Tyler."

I smiled again and shrugged as best as I could while laying down. "I'm not sure."

"I love you." She told me as she drifted off.

I looked back at the ceiling, waiting for it to tell me something I needed to hear. "I love you, too."

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