Chapter 31.

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Chapter 31.

Days would pass and nights would come and go. My days the same. I received a few letters from Sebastian Cortez as I sent a few to him also. He learned a few more things about me and I did learn lots from him. He was an open book and I was reading his novel all the way to the end. Called me Gigi now because he asked if I had nickname. So he calls me, Gigi O., I told him not to but he said it was a better nickname than his. Which he won't tell me.

Gigi O.,

I wrote a poem for a girl that I like. She was actually adopted out many days ago but I still wrote her a poem. I want you to read it. Since your not here to read it and you actually don't trudge around here. I wanted someone from far away from me to read and now I have someone from way way way from me. It's you. (:

Looking for my memories,

Fading out, dying melodies

Last thing I remember,

Dull day in December,

Need to get a grip of myself

And then...

What was I looking for again?

It was something me and her shared and now that she is gone. Im so bored without her here. I have friends here, like I have already told you, but she was my main priority.

Opinion on the poem?

S.C.

I liked his poem. It reminded me of a dark night in December. Someone lost in the dark night of December and they were just thinking hard about them self. It was a unique poem.

He's been calling me by my nickname also. I told him to call me Geraldine and denied to. Sebastian said he liked Gigi better. So I just let it flow.

Dear Sebastian,

I honestly can't say anything except that you might be the male version of me. I am going through something leery similar. I liked this boy and he.. He kind of left to his family.

Your poem is beautiful. When you said you wrote a poem, I thought it would be

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Cheese is yellow

And I like you

Okay so I don't know how that poem goes but I thought it would be that. I told myself that your poem reminded me of a dark night in December.

Good job. I think if she read, she would love it. It's weird how similar humans can be, as you are to me.

Peace,

Gigi O.

Hunter and I read books to each other for the past two hours. It was a nice morning with him. Alma would ask if I was okay because she noticed I had dark eyes. Or what she had said that I did have dark eyes and I looked pale. I would tell her, yes that I was fine. I was just tired and haven't been sleeping good.

I swear to god, it has been about a month that Zayn has been gone, time goes by faster without Zayn here. I liked it when time was slow so I had more time with him. My quiet self came back to it shelter inside of me and I would only speak to Elvira and Hunter. To some of the patients that say hello to me, I just shyly smiled an waved.

Raven stayed in her room. All. Of. The. Time. No kidding! Alma would send her food up and ever since Raven came, she was only out for three days then that was it. I didn't want ask Alma why of all of that. Because I didn't care much either. I was scared of Raven. She seemed to tense and tough. Her personality was rough like a rock also. She said disturbing things about her life and herself when she was out for her three days. I knew Zayn didn't like her because he called her a creep. Will wouldn't have either. I know that for sure. I haven't even let her near Hunter.

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