GARIN

Chapter Twelve

Day 60.

It has be sixty days of suffering and the pang of conflicts that overpower me within this past few months. I have not seen Garin in so long that I already feel so empty, even with Finn's company it still was never enough to cover the missing piece inside of me.

It's been a while since my last hospital visit and my parents insist I go through therapy. They say that I am always unhappy, or that they think I've fell into depression. Which I think is total bull. If they think therapy will help me, it sure as hell won't. 

They are so blind. They are so stupid. 

It's Garin - can't they see that's its him that can make me happy again?

The stupid FBI is still on the search for Garin, and I feel paranoid all the time - I fear that one day I'll lose contact with Garin, that one day our 'special bond' will soon be nothing but just an supposed-to-be-extinct-specie facing a top-of-the-food-chain-self-centered-human-being.

Has he forgotten about me? Has he swam far away, far enough just to be safe just for me? Has he moved on? Has he been caught? I hope none of this will happen. I just love him so much, he's my bestfriend and there's nothing that can break our relationship. Not even the FBI.

"Amadea, earth to Amadeaa?" A hand waved across my face, grabbing my attention. "Huh? What?" I looked up at Finn who stared at me, concern washing over his face. "I asked if you've finished reading Midsummer Night's Dream?" He asked. 

I nodded my head, finally remembering about something necessary as I turn to pull the book out of my bag. "Here you go, now hand me The Tampest." I said passing to him the book gently. He gave me the other as I stared down the ancient-like book. "So, what do you think of MND? Was it as good as Hamlet?" he asked. 

I shrugged my shoulders, "I prefer Midsummer Night's Dream more." 

He furrowed his brows, "how come?" I let out a soft smile before answering his question, "because it shows so much more than just a love story."

"My soul is in the sky." I quoted from the book as I grinned to myself.  Finn chuckled at me softly before asking another question, "what does it show then?"

"Change and transformation to be the person you truly are." I answered him as I looked down at the table. "Finding one self's true identity, that's what I liked so much from the book. It's so much more than just a love story." 

I looked up to see Finn smiling back at me as I returned the offer, smiling back but much more softer. "I can't wait to read it then the two of us can just fangirl over the book together." He joked which caused me to let a short giggle escape my mouth. "Don't resist it, just let it be." he told me, nudging me on the shoulder. 

Mr. Sanchez insisted that we should all be having Two Months of Shakespear, which consist of reading as much of William Shakespear's work within the next two months. So far I've read three, Hamlet, the almighty Romeo and Juliet, and recently Midsummer Night's Dream. 

I'm not so sure if I was the only who have read that much lately, I don't think anyone in class has even picked up a book yet. 

"But Hamlet will forever be the best, I swear." Finn told me. "Only because it was the first book you've ever read," I told him, shaking my head a bit at him. "Yeah I know but, it's still beast aye?" he wiggled his brows as he opened the Midsummer book. 

I watch as his eyes roam the first line of the book. "Now, fair Hippolyta, our nuptial hour!" he read out loud. I rolled my eyes at him as I gently pinched him as a sign to tell him to quiet down. 

***

I was already in Act 2 of The Tempest and it was going well so far. I walked along the side of the boardwalk near the ocean where I go to everyday after classes when I go to read a Shakespear play or just trying to find some sort of connection to Garin. 

Being by the water helps keep me sane. 

A gush of wind came to greet me as it made my hair sway with it and forcing my book to flip several pages. I let out a soft sigh as I hang my arm loosely, dropping my book to the side of me. I waited for the wind to die down as I watched waves crashing on the sea. 

Just then I spot a shining silvery almost like a wet grey rubber material floating on the sea water. I never really gave it much attention as I kneeled down to pick up the book, and start walking down the boardwalk. There were only just a few people walking around, a couple not too old wrapped around in each other's arms as they walked past by me, an old man that was fishing and a lady that was jogging. 

I reached the end of the boardwalk as I leaned against the railings. The wind was still harshly blowing against my pale skin as I looked down at the waves crashing against the pole that supported the boardwalk. 

Just then, the same oddly grey rubbery material was now floating infront of my sight. That was weird, wasn't that piece of material supposed to be at the side of the boardwalk? 

The feeling that start to tingle at the tips of my fingers - something that I haven't felt in such a long time. I feared it as well, it made my stomach turn and made my head light-headed. Just then a head appeared on the surface of the water. 

I couldn't believe my eyes, I thought I was hallucinating. 

A scar was oddly outstretched across its eyes. Its beautiful haunting blue eyes now even darker than usual, it looked grumpy and upset. "Garin." I whispered before I took a step forward and surprisingly pulling my leg over the railing. 

The head suddenly submerged back into the water, "GARIN!" I let out a shriek yell before jumping into the cold ocean as well.