Twisted Tangles

Chapter 6, Not Again

3rd of June 2019

Death is something we all take differently in life. So many ways on how death catches us of guard because I was stunned. Tomorrow isn't promised, however, make sure every day you spend it like your last. I didn't know how to react. He was right there, on my laps, lifeless. His chest was an endless fountain of blood uncontrollably oozing out of his body. No words were able to escape my mouth neither could I think of anything to say. But one thing that did knock on my head was Big Ben. Who the hell was he? Why did it ring a bell that I couldn't quite catch? Whoever he was could be the reason of Blake's death.

Rafael and I were by the mortuary to check up on whether any of Blake's family members had shown up to see his body. Unfortunately to our surprise nobody showed up. It had only been Rafael and I, that was strange, not even his ex girlfriend was bothered to check up on him. "I think it's best he gets cremated Julien. If I had known insulting him were my last words before his death I wouldn't be feeling so awful and regretful right now." Rafael said apologetically looking at Blake in a body bag. I held his shoulder and hugged him on the side, "We didn't know bro, the fact that we got each other now, means we gotta keep each other safe you feel me? It's a bloody cold world out there and nobody gives a fuck about whether you perish today or not.". It was silent and cold, he was right there on the table, so restless, like I mean what else could it do , it was a dead body. A dead body I never really got to understand but to just judge it instead of understanding what it had gone through.

You see? That's where people get it wrong, do not judge somebody else's situation you have never experienced because you have no idea on how it feels to be in their shoes. My chest was not at ease, it felt like Blake's soul was right there pressing against my heart just to prove a point on how badly I felt looking at his body. That lesson right there was one to remember because I would never want to experience this feeling in my chest ever again. To be naive and arrogant, was something I had to let go, his death changed my mindset for the better and I think for Rafael too. At last it was time to say goodbye to Blake from both Rafael and I, the only two people who actually acknowledged his death. We paid our respects a week later after his death before his body was taken away to be cremated.

4th of June 2019

The banging sounds from my 07:30 alarm woke me up on a cosy Tuesday morning in my bed. I looked to my right facing the window as I saw the orange blue clear skies admiring its beauty through the short see through white curtains. Then I looked up to the white ceiling above me, thinking to myself, it's been a hell of a week, especially with Natalia the ghost who had arrived back into my life. To my shocking discovery Rosalià was the girl standing next to her in the photo back at their Uncle's place. Rosalià hadn't arrived yet from the coast neither has she questioned me in our texts about Natalia so I guess I'm safe for now or maybe some time to explain myself later. To top it all, it's been a week since one of my good friends passed on. What's the worst thing that could possibly happen? It was a literally cold welcoming to the official start of winter, what a cold ass season. Thinking about Natalia ate my brains out because I was bewildered about what the hell I was supposed to do. I didn't really take my relationship with Rosalià that serious because I wanted to take it slow enjoying the moment as well as to protect my little heart just in case. Marriage was all the way back at my head, If we were to be married then it would be what it would be, you get me?

*Chime* "Hi Julien, it's Ivy. Let's meet me at News Café by 19h00 it's urgent.". What the hell? How'd she get my number? What the hell was she talking about. "What is this all about?" I replied back jumping out of bed heading of to carry out my usual morning routines. I wouldn't lie, doing my morning workouts became difficult by each day because it was just getting too cold, I craved for my warm sheets with ten kilogram blankets ready to crush my body with its protective thick layer. I swear every Namibian missed summer on that cold Tuesday morning. *Chime* "Come alone this evening, it's about Rosalià. I know what she's doing at the coast.", woah, that was an eye opener, she told me she went there for work. What did she mean exactly? They were close friends so I wondered what could possibly happen. "I'll be there." I replied immediately, throwing my phone to the side continuing with my exercise.