When Adelia initially recognised Noah's mobile laying upon the tattered wooden table, she judged that it would only take up to five minutes to return back to Noah. Adelia then understood that she had been proven wrong once she noticed Noah's benumbed state upon entering his bedroom.
Without a single hesitation, Adelia made a promise to herself that she would not leave Noah's side until he was in a sober enough state to care for himself. She simply did not care if this meant it would take one hour or several.
Throughout the entire duration in which Adelia accompanied Noah, she did not track the time which passed them by. The only implement which indicated to Adelia, regarding how many hours which had passed, was the pigment that painted the sky. When Adelia first entered Noah's bedroom, she remembered the sky coated in a royal shade of blue. Adelia and Noah then sat shoulder to shoulder throughout the shift of stain in the sky. To Adelia, it seemed like seconds was all it took for the royal blue sky to convert to an obsidian black and lastly, maya blue. When in reality, Adelia had sat, cradled besides Noah, for five whole hours.
Adelia had endorsed and sat through several stages of Noah's secondary effect. When she first lowered to his level and sat beside him in a state of panic, Noah was in horrific shape. Noah could not process his surroundings, his eyes rolled back and his jaw jittered every second. This condition lasted up to two hours for Noah. Adelia struggled to communicate with him and it did not take her long to give in and be physically present without using her words. Anytime Adelia attached her palm to his hand or perhaps his cheek, Noah's side effects seemed to soften for a small amount of time. During this particular period, Adelia argued with herself inside her mind. She wondered if she needed to call for help. But, if Noah's side effects were only a consequence of whatever drug he may have taken, Adelia wanted to protect him from getting into trouble with Mauve and the law.
After those pain aching two hours, Noah's condition seemed to lessen. Adelia persevered her position of resting her upright spine again the windowpane. Only now, Noah laid with his head in Adelia's lap and his face aimed towards the ceiling. The harsh jerking of Noah's jaw had calmed down to a subtle shaking and shivering-like manner. Noah's eyelids had sealed shut and because of this, Adelia struggled to make out if Noah continued to suffer from his eyeballs rotating. His breathing was indistinguishable from before and remained to gallop at fifty miles per hour.
Noah's slightly more tranquil state only lasted thirty minutes, or so, before he began to mumble and spill a selection of disorderly sentences. Although it may have appeared as if Noah was having a very operative dream, Noah was far from being asleep. Adelia found it close to impossible to make sense of the words Noah had been wailing. The phrases he would sulk stemmed from, 'This is what my grandmother told me!' to, 'That is my cat, not yours!'. At this point, Noah suffered from hallucinations and despite the faint comical comments he continued to make, Adelia found the situation anything but chucklesome.
Once the third evident stage of Noah's side effects approached, certain reactions of Noah's began to evolve. After an hour and a half of a stream of scrambled slurs which poured from Noah's mouth, he finally found silence. Noah remained conscious, but his lips did not part and his eyelids did not flutter. It was a challenge for Adelia to grasp whether Noah was asleep or not, but Noah was unable to fall into slumber with his mind still creating artificial scenarios. With Noah still resting his upper body in Adelia's lap, she allocated her hand on the centre of Noah's chest, to offer both herself and Noah reassurance. Adelia could feel the pumping of Noah's heart and that alone was enough to ease her mind.
The fourth and final stage, before Adelia parted ways with Noah, arrived without warning. The stillness, and quietude, completely consumed Noah's bedroom. Unfortunately, that exact serenity did not pass over into the final hour. While Adelia was persistently forced to refrain from nodding off into a deep sleep, Noah's breathing began to intensify. It was a sort of breathing which differed from four hours ago. Noah's chest would jitter several times before dragging out a pause. This action had repeated a handful of times.
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Novelty of Noah - ON HOLD
Teen FictionA young boy situated in a foster home resulted in being mute due to current pain and past trauma. For the first time since what had caused his trauma, he finally allowed himself to be guided back to happiness.