Love Disorder (Lesbian, Girlxgirl)

Chapter 11. Ice Breaker

Chapter 11. Ice Breaker

Doctor Sanders and I talked until it was time for her to go home, around early morning. She told me interesting facts about Blaze's condition. The identities had different names, personalities, and even self-image. When one was present, for lack of better terms, the other was sleeping. Because of the psychotherapy, Blaze and Uno knew about each other's existence, though they didn't necessarily agree about the other's decision making.

According to the doctor, Blaze was the friendlier of the two, while Uno was sullen and moody. Even so, the latter served as their protector. Sometimes Blaze tend to make brash decisions that could potentially endanger them. I concluded from Doctor Sanders' statements that Blaze was the one I saw swinging from the chandelier. She was also the person I met on my mom's funeral.

In turn, Uno was present when the Will was read in the attorney's office. It was the reason why she didn't know me. That identity never met me in person, except maybe for mom's stories or pictures she might have been shown. She did mention it once, but I was afraid to talk about it again. She seemed like the snobbish type.

From then on, I promised to call them Uno or Blaze, according to which identity would be present. If I were to avoid offending one, I should follow the unspoken rules until Doctor Sanders was able to treat her. It was going to be hard. It was going to be crazy. But that was my life. Liked it or not, Uno and Blaze were a part of it. Mom made sure of that. I couldn't hate her for it. I had nowhere to go, and her talent had no one to look after her.

Due to the events that night, I woke up later than usual. I groaned when I glanced at the digital clock on my bedside table and saw that it was past eleven. Uno, if she was the one present, would kill me for not preparing breakfast. I still couldn't believe that this was happening.

I turned my head to the right and squeaked. Someone was sitting on the chair in the corner, smirking at me. "I'm starving," she said. "We missed breakfast." From the way she was sitting casually and the easy air about her, I was sure that it was Blaze who graced me with her presence today. Thank goodness. I couldn't handle Uno's bad mood swings. Not after just discovering her condition.

I sat up. "We, as in you and Uno?"

"We as in you and me," she clarified. "Why would I talk about Uno? I'm not crazy." She winked at me. God. . . How was I going to deal with this? She was even making jokes about it. "Don't be so serious Riri," she said.

"I'm not." I scratched my neck. "What are you doing here? This is my room."

She took something from her pocket and showed me. It was the picture I got from mom's notebook. It bore the message that I've been pondering on for days. Now I knew what it meant. "I gave this to Manager way, way back," she said. "I was young that time."

"How did you find out?" I asked curiously.

"That there was another?" Blaze stood and placed the picture on the chair. "I didn't. Your mom did. As far as I'm concerned, Uno has always been there. Of course I didn't know exactly when she'd come out, and I have no memory of the things she did. But Manager would tell me the things that I've done when all I knew was I was sleeping." She shrugged. "I didn't think much of it till the time she told me. Blacking out was a normal occurrence for me. It used to be."

I thought of what to say. "I'm sorry to hear about that."

"I'm sorry about it too. I mean, two of me? Woah! The world is not ready." She shook her head incredulously. I could tell that she was just making light of it. "And I'm sorry I cooked the best breakfast for you. How great am I?" Blaze pulled me from the bed. "Don't make me wait a minute more."