5 Memory

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♥Believe♥

My heart is already heavy when I wake up and my skull feels like its caving in while my eyes feel like they about to bulge out. The pain is about to make me pass out when Lazarus enters the room. The feeling suddenly disappears and he is by my side in seconds. He cradles me until my breathing is under control.

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Somebody places something in my hand and I come to. It is a strawberry smoothie. I look around and see I am in the kitchen. I don't remember leaving the bed.... "You zoned out for two hours. So I bathed you, dressed you and got you here for your breakfast smoothie" Lazarus informs me. He dressed me in a striped black and white summer dress. I have on black glitter flip flops and a black stone ring.

Ring.... "Where's my ring?" I ask Lazarus. "Your... Ring?" Lazarus responds slowly, daring me to say something wrong. The temperature drops a bit as the tension grows. "Its a product of your choices Lazarus. This would have not happened if you had not suggest we have an open relationship due to your irrational fear of loving me." I snap back. I watch him as my words hit him and his eyes widen.

" You really think I haven't noticed? I know you are hiding something from me Lazarus, I have heard the mysterious comments you say to me when you think I am sleeping. I also know you are madly in love with me and whether you accept it or not I love you. That being said we both know we are a type of forbidden love, I may not know why but you know...." I continue. Lazarus seems to be having an internal battle with himself. He gives me apologetic eyes indicating he cannot tell me why we cannot really be together. At least not the complete truth.

He is about to say something but I stop him. "No... I am not expecting you to tell me, just like I am not expecting you to judge me on whatever decision I make regarding the ring. Then again I ask... Where is my ring?" At this point I just want to get out of the house. I didn't wake up on the right side of the bed and I surely don't need to be skipping around to make sure Lazarus is comfortable.

He takes the ring out of his pocket and hands it to me. Just to be spiteful I put it on. Rosa enters the kitchen and screams when she see me, which gave me a fright. "What's wrong Rosa?" I mumble a little embarrassed from her reaction to seeing me. I can't look that bad.

"What's wrong with your chest and limps?" Rosa questions while pointing at my chest. I look at my arms and see that they are filled with little white dots. "No..." I whisper. I run to the bedroom and take off my dress. My chest has lost its pigment, so has various parts of my stomach. My neck, legs, arms and back are filled with little dots without pigment. Majority of my ears have lost pigment. "No, no, no, no...." I whimper as I lean against the wall and slid down. Rosa walks in and sits next to me. We sit in silence and stare at ourselves in the mirror.

"What do you think they mean?" Rosa breaks the silence. She shifts her gaze to me in the mirror. "I don't know." I respond. "You're lying." She mumbles.
"I think if they cover my body I won't be the Believe you know and see now. I feel like they symbolise something greater then my mind can comprehend..... Something more then myself. I know you and Lazarus know what it is, but I also understand that you're not keeping it from me by choice so I can not hold it against you." I answer honestly this time.

"Do you know how your aunty died?" She sighs. I can feel that it is something she has been trying to tell me for a long time. "The police say she was murdered. Someone drowned her after they tortured her. But I know its far from the truth" I whisper as I mourn to see my Aunty again. Rosa's eyes widen at my final statement.

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