How To Stay Alive

Chapter 14

Three Months Later...

I woke up next to him.

"Hey you with the pretty face,
Welcome to the human race,
A celebration, mister blue sky's up there waitin',
And today is the day we've waited for.

Oh mister blue sky please tell us why,
You had to hide away for so long,
Where did we go wrong?

Hey there mister blue,
We're so pleased to be with you,
Look around see what you do,
Everybody smiles at you!"

I smiled as his eyes fluttered open.

"Hello, babe." He smiled,
"Hey."

We had been dating for three months now.

Everything was perfect. We did the simplest things, from cuddling and watching movies, to dancing and kissing.

I heard a song playing from the kitchen.

All of us were seventeen, born strangely within a three month period.

I stood, "Do you want some toast?"
"Yes please! Thanks Virge!"

He looked a little bit ill.

Like, not seriously sick, just a cold.

I stepped in the kitchen.

"VIRGIL!" Ro yelled instantly,
"You seem happy." I smiled,
"Guess what?"
"What?"
"We, tomorrow, have to go to a ceremony!"
"Wait, WHAT?"
"Yeah!"

He passed me a note.

' ꅏ ꍟ ꒒ ꒒ ꀸ ꂦ ꈤ e̸

Hello Patton Simons, Virgil Williams, Roman Parker and Logan Wilson,

We are a secret underground government arm and we heard of you all defeating a demon named Deceit. Since you all have shown such bravery to save the world, we shall invite you all to an important opening tomorrow.

Wear a black suit/shirt.

We have enclosed a badge that will only be detected by lasers.

If anyone asks, say that you are going for a date.

Thank you all,

Mr Slater Austin.'

"What the..." I frowned, rereading it,
"Do you see that?" He said, pointing at the top.

ꅏ ꍟ ꒒ ꒒ ꀸ ꂦ ꈤ e̸

What the hell?

Why was the e crossed out?

It was weird.

Then Ro handed me another note.

'Come to Nigh Nightclub. Give Jay Autumn this note, I will be the bartender. Each of you must order VPRL. Then I will request that you go outside, then wait. Say "crossed e" to Jacob Smith, then he will take you to the back. There the meeting shall take place.'

"Seems sketchy."
"If we get attacked, we have a teleporter, a mind reader, a shape shifter as a pyromaniac. We'll be fine."
"HEY!"
"He was joking." Logan finally spoke.

I smiled, these dorks were so in love.

It was kinda cute, how loving they were.

I grabbed my My Chemical Romance messenger bag, walked to my room and got changed into a plain black T shirt. I grabbed my ripped jeans.

Once I was ready, I sat in the kitchen.

Oh, crap.

I grabbed a cup of coffee and walked to Pats room.

"Patton?" I yelled,
He opened the door, yeah, he's ill.

His skin was pale, as if a demon had removed his soul.

He weakly picked the cup up.

"Hey, uh... Pat?"
"Yeah?"
I handed him the letter, "We gotta all go."
"Oh..."
"Do ya think you'll be ok?"
"Yeah, I'll be ok!"

He gave me the most amazing grin, he was obviously sick but god, he was amazing.

His eyes were cosmic.

I couldn't count the starry shines in his eyes.

The soft smile still remained in his eyes.

Oh god, I didn't deserve him.

I loved him with the power of a hundred, no, a billion suns.

Whenever I saw him, my heart would jump.

His eyes, smile, the way that whenever he'd smile, he'd tilt his head, everything he did.

His amazingly bad-good puns.

Anything he did.

"Verge, you gotta go to therapy at... one."

Oh crap.

It was eleven so I had time.

"Does Logan go to your therapy place?"
"Yeah, I think he does..."
"Cool!"

We sat.

"So... How is it?" I asked,
"The coffee? I love it!"
He smiled.

I blushed.

"I love you more though." He stretched,
"I love you, too."

Was it even possible to be so in love with someone?

I was so in love.

So, yeah, I guess it was possible!

He stood weakly, looking for a movie. He flicked through DADs and CDs.

"Hmm... Nightmare Before Christmas?"
"Yeah!" I smiled.