Through Chaos As It Swirls//Coldplay

Chapter Three

'three weeks later'

I woke up this morning feeling more well rested than normal. Almost as if last night I was sleeping on a cloud. Lots of problems and worries are leaving my presence. My mind is clear. My heart is happy. My body is relaxed and life is on easy street.
I roll to the side of my bed and grab my phone from the countertop next to me. The phone feels heavy due to my weak grip as a result from all this sleep. The phones vibrates in my hand before I get to turn it on creating a buzzy feeling in my palm. I press the power button and am blinded by the brightness level on my phone. I blink faster than usual just to regain my sight and squint to see the screen.
"Good morning sleepy head💞" it read. I sigh and smile. It was from Ashley or in this case 'Ashwee❤️🙈'. I had mispronounced her name a few days ago loosing control of my tongue blabbering about Coldplay. I got a little carried away and stuttered and thus 'Ashwee' was born. It was a mistake I made but she had seemed to love it.
I slid my finger across the screen and opened the app. "Good morning Ashley" I responded. Immediately it was read as if she was waiting for it. These past few weeks have been treating me well. Ever since I met Coldplay's music I just haven't thought about anything negative. And also through Coldplay, I met Ashley who is a wonderful person. I've had company that didn't come from my guitar or me for the first time in a long time. I had almost forgotten what it was like to speak to people about something that wasn't about school work. She was bringing out a side of me I missed dearly and I couldn't thank her enough for it.
These thoughts hovered in my head distracting me from what was another text from Ashley. "How'd you sleep baby?" it read. I couldn't tell her anything other but the truth. "I slept amazing" I put my phone to the side and lied on my back again. I took a few deep breathes just satisfied how everything has turned out for me. Yeah sure I had it rough growing up but counting my blessings, for one I'm still alive and I've never felt better. I have music that gives me life like nothing I've ever seen before and I finally have someone who I can call my friend that I see on a regular basis, can talk to about anything, and share the same interests. Then I started to feel strange.
The room darkened and the sound of silence echoed through my head. My arms went numb and my legs became immobile. I had no idea what was happening. I started to panic. I found myself slipping away. I couldn't stop my eyes from closing. I tried yelling for my dad but my cry was muffled by the lack of effort my voice gave. There was nothing I could do but fall into an involuntary slumber.
(4 hours later)
I woke up once again. "Did I just pass out?" I asked myself. I sat up and started to breathe again. I turned my phone on. "3:26pm" I saw there were a number of messages from Ashley. Reese where are you? Are you okay? Reese? Answer please I'm worried" I immediately opened my phone to answer "Yes yes it's okay I'm here. I just fell asleep I think but I'm okay now."
She replied immediately. "REESE ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE OKAY?!"
"Yes yes I'm fine" I tried to reassure her even though I had no idea what this really meant. The fact I could die any given moment flew passed my head. She knew that too and I had to make sure she was calm even though I was scared out of my mind. "It's okay Ashley."
"Good. I was starting to think something bad happened." I hated lying to her because she's always been honest with me. Since I met her she's been a really good person to me. The best I've seen by far but I knew it was for her peace of mind.

"No I'm okay. I just fell asleep again is all. Sorry." I rolled towards the edge of my bed and I sighed and I tried to relax from all the pain but I couldn't bare to handle all of this pressure.

Tears streamed down my face and I became so angry with myself and who've I've become and I deserved better but life is life and that's just the way it works.
I pulled on a hoodie and I grabbed my earbuds and I quietly walked out the door on the quiet Sunday afternoon.

I shoved my hands into my pockets and I quickly headed for the door, I grabbed the knob and I stopped dead in tracks as my father stormed into the room.