"We should go and live in outer space," Parisa exclaimed
"Why so?" I ask while reading a book. That day seems too peaceful. We are near the beach, the breeze is calm and it is not that crowded. The weather is perfect to relax and enjoy the moment. We are couples among the other couple who find ourselves finding time to just seize the day and create memories together.
"So there will be no more quarrel, no more pain,"
"But we are human and there will be always pain and quarrel. Without those we are just like among other creature," I said, then I check the page of the book I'm reading and close it, "Why all of a sudden you want to go to outer space?"
"Nothing, I just don't like living in this world. There are so much hate and anger that sometimes makes me want to give up in humanity," she explained, "and why do you keep reading that book? It is not even good,"
I stared at her in a while and smile. "Yes hate is a thing and yes this book is quite boring but if there is no hate, I won't be able to meet you and if all books are all cool and exciting then there will be no time for me to answer you're weird questions."
She leans closer to me and laughs. "You always find excuses mister."
"Because I'm human," I laughed and slowly kiss her in her lips.
I always love her weird ideas, how she sees this world in a much greater scale. How she notices things that I myself can't see. Then laugh at her when I find it so weird. She will look at me like I said the most stupid thing and kiss me if I continue to speak my thoughts. I wish I could kiss her, feel her touch and listen to my ideas once again. That is the only thing I could wish for.
"Are you okay," Renz said and I snap from my thoughts.
I nodded. Jazz brought us to his place just 10 blocks away from the shop. His place is on the third floor of a sixth story apartment. As we walk to a small hall that leads to his place, we can see the view of the city from our left side. The walls of the hall are undermaintained and mostly neglected with paints. The floor is covered with dirt and some marks of dried pukes.
"Sorry for the place," he whispered.
"It's fine," Renz replied.
Then we reach the end of the hall where Jazz lives. 310 is the number written on a rusted door. Then as we enter his place. You can immediately see the kitchen and the living room. It is a small apartment and you can tell what is the personality of the person living inside this room. There are pictures of beautiful guys wearing colorful clothes posted on the walls. Some dirty clothes are scattered around the room and the lights are too dim to light the whole room.
"I'm home," Jazz exclaimed.
"You have company?" A voice replied coming from the other room. It is a voice of a girl that seems familiar. Then as I look at the door where the voice is coming from, I can see a green light flowing from that room to my wrist.
"Yes, we have and they need your help."
The noise on the other room stops. Then suddenly she came out slowly at the door. Surprisingly I saw someone I really knew. It was Alex!
"Is she your sister?" I asked.
"Yes, she is, why?" Jazz replied.
"I-I can't believe this."
"What? Do I know you?" Alex recalled.
"Yes, you know me but not in this timeline," I exclaimed, " uh, well it's hard to explain."
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Middle of Everything
RandomWhat are you going to do if you know you'll die soon? Who are the people you want to see before your die? Where do you want to go before your death? Aeric finds himself dead after an accident with his beloved girl, Parisa. He watched her cries and...
