CHAPTER 5

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I can see orange getting darker as minutes pass. I love staring in it, the sky always amaze me whether it's day or night. At day, whenever I have a chance, I always observe the clouds from the rooftop of this building. At night, when the sky is clear, the stars that light up the dark surroundings always make me smile and stare at it. Whenever I feel suffocated in my life, staring at it is a breather for me. And every time I stare at it, I feel drowned by the sky. It's like seeing the whole world.

But why are these tears running down my face, why does my heart aching. The reason, I don't know either. Maybe I'm really crazy like what the people around me claimed. I close my eyes and the memories flash. Memories of me with him... Azrael, I need to find him. I was about to run to the nurse station to ask information about him but the nurse beside me won't let go of me. He kept saying words that I don't understand. He says I need injection. I felt something pierced in my arm and everything went black.

I was awaken by the smell of the hospital, I found myself in a room full of whites. Why did they put me here, if I stay here for another day, I will really go crazy. The door suddenly burst open and my doctor brother entered with another doctor.

Third-Person POV

"Travis, I need to find Azrael please help me go out of this room." Mallory pleaded to his brother. Travis can't help but to be sad for his sister. "Who is this Azrael?" his brother asked. "Remember last time I don't have a contact to you guys for a month? I was actually with him in Siargao" Mallory answered smiling, remembering the good memories. Travis walks closer to his sister and cried. Mallory on the other hand is clueless of the sudden dramatic emotion of his brother.

"Why are you crying? Are you worried about me, knowing the family secret, that I am not really part of your family, that I am not your real sister?" Travis was so shock about what his sister have said.

"What the hell are you saying Lory, you are my sister, we are siblings!" Travis cried. He can't believe what's happening to his sister. He is a psychologist, he keeps many persons' mental health good but he didn't even notice that his own sister has been going through a lot. The doctor signaled him to go outside.

Travis feeling devastated followed the doctor to his office. The doctor motioned him to sit. "Ok, so base on her acts earlier, she is showing signs of Schizophrenia" the doctor said.

"She is showing signs of hallucinations and delusions, in her case it can be cured. Just try to be patient and understanding to her. She needs a lot of affection. I recommend her to take antipsychotic medications to lessen the symptoms of the disease. I don't need to explain this further Doctor Travis, you're also a psychologist, I'm sure you understand" The doctor added. Travis just nod feeling so stressed.

Mallory find her way to sneak out of her room. In her mind he remembered two set of numbers, 401 and 407. She saw her room number earlier that says 407 so she decided to find room 401. Running while in a hospital gown she finds room 401. She read the patient's name on the door that says Azrael Galvez. She smiled upon knowing that it is the right room.

She opens the door and goes in. She is not hallucinating, the man in her memory is the same as the man lying on the hospital bed. With tubes attached to its body and the machines beeping simultaneously, she is sure that he is not in a good state.

Teary eyed, she come closer to the hospital bed. "What happened to you?" she asked, holding the hands of the patient. An old woman came and wonder about her appearance in that room. "Do you know my son?" the woman asked and she answered yes politely. Azrael's mother is confused because she just met this girl crying over his son. "He is in a comma for almost a month" The woman uttered. She let Mallory watch his son as she process some papers.

"I'm not crazy right? I really know you. I hope you also remember me." She said holding Azrael's hand.

She is so persuasive that every day she always comes into his room and checks on him. Two months passed and Azrael is still in a comma state. "Today is my 2oth birthday, I wish for your consciousness, please get well soon" she wished.

Azrael's fingers moved. Slowly he opens his eyes only to see a woman in her dreams. Mallory's close eyes while praying missed Azrael's gained consciousness.

"Nice to meet you Mallory, 20 years old, room 407. The woman in my dreams" He smiled.

THE END

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