Ameles potamos

Chapter 16: Better in time

He carefully took off his shirt and placed it on the couch beside him, then sighed.

I would have never thought of him to be a cutter.

He showed me some cuts on his chest and feet but never on the arm, he said.

The ones on his ankle had some kind of a V shape probably because he cut himself at the same place more than once, they were 3 V's each parallel to each other.

. . . .

I stared at Julianne my eyes tearing up as I remembered the way he explained to me what he did,

 "I didn’t want to push any further, and I didn’t try to ask him why he did so or even how. I just listened" I told Julianne and as I looked at the other mentally ill people.

 I realized that all our actions are justified by not our means but our minds.

"I want to continue Julianne… do you have the time?" I asked

"Yes sure, continue"

. . . . .

After many days had passed and this incident was never talked about during those days it was finally the day we had to travel for his sister's wedding.

That day we were still in his car it was a beautiful rainy day, it had rained for three hours nonstop I stared outside the window and started counting the rain drops falling from the tearing sky, they were too many and I couldn’t keep up, that pissed me off so I started making noises such as "UMPHHH" and some of them were more like a growl, it felt like having a fight with the falling droplets.

 I enjoyed admiring the rain and trying to make out some figures when the rain drop fell on another and eliminated it.

Mean while all what Dylan did was laugh at my silly comments about the rain or get lost with the bumpy road and its rugged lands.

When fell asleep that day in the car, I had my first nightmare ever.

I paused for a moment not wanting to tell Julianne about my nightmare, it felt too personal and I didn’t want her to know that much. I never told Julianne about my nightmares and I'm not going to start now.

 then I postponed what had happened, when I had woke up I found him parking the car and the engine stopped in front of an old looking motel, I then looked outside the window and found that the sky was dark as my fearful soul, or so I always thought.

The rain had stopped and the fog was filling the place with its misfits.

"I had to stop, it's too foggy" he told me

"I don't know about that motel Dylan, it looks creepy" I said as I squinted to get a good look at the motel.

"Yeah neither do I, but it’s the only thing I found. Sorry"

"No, it's no big deal"

We started walking slowly towards the entrance of the motel and we passed lots of huge trees, they had enormous trunks and their silhouette was making scary shapes of monsters.

 Especially in the middle of the night, those trees looked spine-chilling and yet remorsefully pleasurable to look at and entertain our eyes with its frightening beauty.

When we entered that motel we found an old guy hissing for his cat.

That wasn’t a good sign I thought to myself.

The man welcomed us as if we were presidents; he told us that all the rooms were available and that we could choose any room we want.

That was apparently another bad sign, I told Dylan that I didn't and shall not sleep in a room alone especially with no other people in the hotel so Dylan booked us a room and we headed up stairs.