Hidden Temples

(33) Insomniac

                                (Rue)
"What kind of idea?" He asks me.
"A good one."
I pause.
"We have to play him at his own game. The game of trickery. If we mess up his plans it'll mess him up. For example, we spill water on a control panel, or turn off the generator."
"Okay, yes, but how are we going to get around?"

"My wind powers must have other uses, I can you out, while I stay back."
"Okay."

I step back, and I I can finally look around the room. It looks like my uncles room.
I shudder.
Except that there's no red like the rest of the rooms, only blue and grey.

I look behind me at Jack, his eyes all pink and tired.
"You should get to bed," I say.

He looks over at the bed in the centre of the room.
"I'm not sleeping on that thing," he says, hatred clearly visible in his eyes.

"And plus, I can't fall asleep in here, I have to stay awake in case someone comes."
"I'll stay awake, I won't be able to fall asleep anyways."

I then realize I'm not even the slightest bit tired.
Not at all.

"No, it's fine, I'll stay awake."
I shake my head.
"I'll stay up, I have insomnia anyways, I can't fall asleep now."

His eyebrows furrow together, like he's trying to figure something out.
"You have Insomnia?"
I nod.

"Oh, but I'll still stay up, I'll keep you company."

I let out a soft laugh, knowing he won't stay up.

I sit down on the floor next to the couch.

I'm not sleeping in any on his furniture.
Anything.

He sits next to me, and yawns.
I chuckle.
"You know, your making it really hard for me to be live your not tired."
He yawns again.

I lean back on the edge of the couch, and I whisper the song I was taught in elementary school.
A song sang by my teacher.

"Close your eyes, don't say a word,
sing your song my
mockingbird.
It's feathery wings will take flight,
Soaring high all through the night.
Do not be sad,
it's song will will sing you praise.
You shall not mourn, nor hurt.
I shall call my mockingbird, it will
come to you.
Perch upon your window.
I shall tell it to sing you a song, a song about happiness, and comfort.
For you shall not be lonely.
Be lonely no more."

I slowly finish the song, only to realize that he's fallen asleep.
His eyelids closed peacefully, his breath heavy.

Its so quiet, not even the shifting or ruffling of papers can be heard.

I look up at the ceiling.
And I think, I think about what will happen tomorrow and after that.

Who will I loose?
Will I loose someone close?
What have I become?

I close my eyes, and try to keep my tears inside, but It doesn't work.
I watch Jack sleep peacefully while I cry silently. All my emotions coming out all at once.

I wish I could feel as peaceful as people are when their sleeping.
I envy their peacefulness, envy their normal lives.
Why?
I wrap my arms around myself, rocking back and forth, back and forth, back and forth.
Ive become broken.
broken.

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Hi guys.
I just need to tell you guys that the mockingbird song Rue sand to Jack, was created by me, and isn't an actually song.
Still, hope you liked it!