Frozen Chemicals

Homecoming

We left. And for over a year, somewhere deep inside I thought Jack would find a way to come to me. That he really did love me and I wasn’t some toy for him in his space of eternity.  I left my old life behind, or at least I tried. My hair never went back, neither did my eyes; Just like he said they wouldn’t. Nothing ever returned to the way it was, but I should’ve known it wouldn’t. I burned my skates after Jack never came. At all. No signs that he EVER cared. He left me to my own devices. So I used them.

I've moved on and I try to be happy. Mostly I am, but there will always be those little holes of those souls who left me behind. About a year ago,I moved out of Edward and Alphonse’s  house after I finished out college and found my own place closer to work than their house. (They never sold, just rented while we were gone.) We were gone for a little over ten years. And every single year I wished for Jack Frost to love me (like he said) when I blew out my birthday candles. Every New Years, a resolution to move on a forget.

So life is as it is now, I've tried to dye my hair, again, and it rises right off leaving still no pigment. Though I'm back home, and it's the middle of Winter I have the heat off and windows open, otherwise it's way to hot for me to live in my own home. It’s a miracle I was ever able to live in California, but the sensitivity to heat has really escalated since we all returned.  I've gone to doctors and they claim nothing is wrong with me, “Some people are just more sensitive than others, probably your metabolism.”.  I highly disagree but I know it’s nothing of this world, this was Jack Frost's doing and I'll blame him until the day I die. Call me bitter all you want but I honestly loved him and he said he loved me back, He claims he risked everything when I gave it all. But like I said, I need to move on.

I start drying my hair after the newest failed attempt  to dye it, I thought the “winter sprite” code would allow a nice shade of electric blue.  Once I finish, my phone starts singing:

"Imma little cellular device!  Sleek and small, here is my off switch here is my call! When I get a message hear me shout! Pick me up and answer here!" I rewrote I'm a little teapot while away and kept it as all text tones ever since, I look to find a message from Alphonse.

Hey Sig, we have new news for you about your spot, wanna come over for dinner tonight for Chinese Monday?

Sure Al! You know my usual! See you around 6(?)

Sounds Great! See ya then.

I smile because it’s been awhile since I’ve seen the guys, a while as in a full weekend. I wonder what they’re doing to the spot. It’s been quite some time since I had any desire to go there, or even wondered about it.