Not Me Anymore

Nearing The End~

I sit at my desk working about on my laptop. This abnormally normal routine comes so easy to me. I type away, a knock on the door breaking my concentration.

"Yo, Erin wanna go out today?" Kyle asks. I turn giving him a good look. He's been acting strange over the past few weeks. He won't tell me what but, it worries me.

"Sure? Where were you thinking of going?" I ask, he shakes his head shrugging.

"We'll find a place, we always do" He responds, I nod stand. I make sure to close my laptop and grab my backpack from the closet. Dorm living is nice, but I have too much time to think now. Even when I'm working, my thoughts collect and I end up a mess.

"Hey, you okay?" he asks, I give an uneasy chuckle smiling.

"Yeah, a lot has happened lately and we haven't had the chance to hang out, I mean I've been accompanying someone else as well" I babble, he pats my head as I look down.

"It's okay, I know you've been busy, so have I" his pats become tense.

"Well let's go!" I shout running out the door.

"I'm going to miss these days" he whispers following behind me. I glance at him before continuing. Friend acting weird, no problem, we just need to hang out for a bit. That'll cheer him up. I guess I must be the weird one in his eyes.

I've changed, my last week of summer I spent crying, this year is my final attempt at existing. My final days as Erin. I grip my head not wanting to let the thoughts get to me.

"Are you sure you're going to be okay?" He asks one last time.

"Yeah, perfectly fine, just a lot of thoughts" I chuckle again making sure to keep my pace ahead of him. Finally outside in the fresh air I take a deep breath. It's a nice day. We walk along the sidewalk in pure silence now, neither of us knowing what to truly talk about. We have a few classes together but we've grown apart this year.

He stops at a small cafe pointing at it. "They serve really great coffee here you should try it" he exclaims I smile turning around to follow him in. it's quaint, only five small tables and one person at the counter. "Hey we'll take two coffee's please" Kyle asks the lady nods.

"Okay, they'll be ready real soon" she answers turning to one of the machines behind her. I sit at the table closest to the window enjoying the sun. He sits across from me his smile returning.

"So how has my favorite friend been doing?" he asks I lean back in my chair.

"Not much, you know, errands here and there...I'm still the same old cry baby" I look away embarrassed. I can't let him find out what I've been doing. I've had messed up surgeries done to me the past few months. You know helped kill Life itself, and learned I'm a creation of death. He'd just love that. It make a great story, a tragedy, maybe a psychological.

"Well I've been busy with the studies!" he shouts wrapping his hand on the table "Like my one professor won't give us a break projects every week!" He shouts. I nod remembering my project that's due by the end of next week as well.

"It has been a hard year hasn't it" I exclaim two coffee placed in front of us.

"Here you go Kyle, I'll put it on you tab okay" her voice is gentle, Kyle nods as she goes back to the counter.

"So I've seen you around with that weird dude, the guy we avoided at the library?" he asks as if now getting to the point of things. Shit did he notice.

"H-huh?" I stutter glancing up at him "where'd that come from?" I ask and he shrugs.

"Since that day, your personality has changed completely, you seemed more broken for a bit, just following him around, less than a month ago now" his eyes as piercing as a knife. That was after he had killed Life. I mean She's still here, but the version of her is gone.