Things We Never Said

Chapter 3

They say "what doesn't break you makes you stronger." But that's not true.

What doesn't break you makes you vulnerable. It makes you so weak that the slightest wave can massacre you. It would steal your identity and bring you down to your knees begging for mercy, begging for relief. It would scar you just enough to torture you every second of every day, and it will never even think about the idea of having the thought of donating a second of bearable torment.

And we thought it was funny...

.........

"OH LORD!" George screeches, failing miserably in his attempt of impersonating an old lady, and yet succeeds in deafening us.

He runs all the way to Paul and hold his face."THANK YOU JESUS! THANK YOU! We were so worried"

"What?"

"Didn't you hear?" George looks at Paul sincerely.

"What's happening mate? Just tell me alright." He replies, exasperated.

"Well.. I'm sorry to be the one who has to break the news to you.." he pauses."And I know this will be hard to hear.. Paul.. you're.. dead."

I started walking towards him to pretend to comfort him when his eyes almost piped out off his sockets and I tripped over George laughing.

After Paul's eyes popped out and the laughter subsided, he turned to me and I lifted my head to look at the ceiling,"may you rest in pieces paulie.."

Paul, being a tomato head, turned red and looked at me. "I AM RIGHT HERE LENNON!"

"Yes you are billy..but" I sniffed, "you're not.. you are never going to be my Paulie"

Ringo gave me a side glance, "YOUR Paulie?"

"YES. He is MY Paulie. And this is very nice of" I paused to emphasize on "MY Paulie" then continued, "to come back for me. I mean we promised each other to send a message to each other once the first of us reaches the afterlife... and I think.. he came back in his ghost form.."

Paul takes a deep breath "I am having a hard time trying to suppress the urge to punch you."

"Ooooh I'm scared.." Ringo chuckles and rolls his eyes at me. "Hey Rings.. don't think you're going to replace him. Just because he's gone doesn't mean I'll start staring at you mindlessly and loose my thoughts while looking at your perfect complexion . And you and your nosey nose are anything but perfect.."

"HOW DARE YOU DISRESPECT MY HOLY NOSE! Say you're sorry"

"YES SAY YOU'RE SORRY! Now!" George echoes him.

"I am NOT sorry" I challenge them, "what are you going to do about that.."

"Nothing.." George said still contemplating a thought while Ringo chuckles. "But well.. at least he verbally admitted to us that he does have a thing for Paul.."

"Well he's basically my compass since I'm blind as a bat so excuse me but my dignity is too precious for your dirty thoughts.."

Ringo tuned to look at me after chocking on his own spit. "YOU HAVE A DIGNITY! Seriously! A male whore who would literally sleep with anyone, for no reason other than his own please, has dignity within him! I'm baffled. Honestly. "

"And speaking as an expert here I can guarantee you all that john is shameless. And he barely respects his dick so for a writer, I don't even think he knows what dignity actually means." Paul says with a straight face. "I mean honestly.. look at him then look at me." He gestures at himself. "This is what a million dollar dick looks like. This is what everyone striving to be. Yes I am a whore but at least I am wise with picking who I sleep with."