Missing Pieces of Me

16 Different Places, Different Minds

 "Alex? Where'd you go? Are you still there?" I hear the one and only voice from my real world that I know even when I'm dreaming.

It's Blanche. She's back in the dream world. Then it happened again, the flickering lights and the high-pitched sound returned and there I was, in the company of a person who can create everything here.

I open my eyes and sea her staring back at me with her hands cupping my face, as if inspecting every inch and checking if I'm back inside my body, whether my soul is present or not- she may really be doing this since this is what happened before.

When she decides that it really is me she is staring at, she quickly removes her stare and looks forward. I try to do the same but immediately regret it when I notice where we are right now. I grab on to the nearest metal pole beside me that I can find, with my eyes closed, as I stayed there, frozen in panic.

"Don't worry, you're safe here. You can't die here, remember?" I hear Blanche's soft laugh along with the pat on the back, as if that reassures me on the current situation I'm in. I try to not let what happened to the previous dream affect my mood right now.

Once the adrenaline and the voice inside my head screaming in my ear that I'm going to die dies down, I slowly open my eyes and gasp at the wonderful view above. I see the skyline of different buildings which was symmetrical, the busy city streets, the lights of the cars passing by, we were not too high to miss the details such as the number of cars passing but high enough that the noises don't bother us which allows us to have a decent conversation without shouting.

My first thought was to hug her. I may be a little angry but it felt like a kind of instinct, the need to assure her. I hugged her as tight as I could, "I thought you were gone," was all I could say.

"Why would I be gone?" she replied. I told her about what had happened during the last dream, her vanishing, the world crumbling and returning into nothing and me just being hopeless until the second I woke up.

"No harm done then?" she said as if there was something more interesting that what I just said.

With those two words I feel a sudden burst of emotion, the one I've been trying to suppress when I saw her.

"What do you mean 'no harm done'?"

"Well, I thought, since this isn't even real-"

"It felt REAL to me!" I whispered, trying to hide my temper rising.

"You didn't remember anything when you woke up right?"

"Nope. Once the consciousness kicks in, I get pushed back but,"

I really tried to contain it but no 'how are you now?' 'I'm sorry?'

"Does it really matter? Have you no empathy for what I've just been through because of you? Why does what I just said have no effect on you? Were you not even concerned about what happened to me when you left?" I blurted out. I didn't expect it to come out in an accusing and hurtful tone but it did.

Blanche's face grew grim. "I didn't know. All I know was that I just woke up. I have no idea that that happens whenever I leave," she mumbled quietly.

"What do you think happens to your illusions when you're done with them? Do you think they'll be right here waiting for you? Well guess what, they all fall down. Everything you create returns to nothing. And what happens to me?

Well, since I'm not really a creation of you, but a living breathing human being who may be being punished for who knows what, I feel my body dissolve and be part of that nothingness. My physical form fades away but I'm still here, searching for something and waiting for the sweet release of waking up. To think that I was even searching for you..."

"I never even asked you to be my friend. You were the only one I can talk to in this world and you seemed like you needed to talk so of course I put up with you but whatever type of relationship we have when we're awake is different here because I am not like my consciousness. I'm not controlling my actions and I don't even know what I do there and that makes me independent of that."

She stood there silently, her eyes getting more watery by the minute but I wasn't finished. I wanted it all out. I never wanted the feeling to return again. It was too heavy on the heart that I wouldn't dream of experiencing it again. I try to think of a way out of here. I don't want to stay a little longer. Wouldn't want to risk her leaving again. If I jump here, maybe my body would wake up. It's worth a shot.

"I really wished you would stop trying to recreate me here when you'll end up leaving me to be nothing again. You don't really need the company. You just want someone to show up and be amazed at what you've done which is selfish of you. You'll have UP for that.

Besides, you'll eventually leave this place unless you choose to stay here forever, which I highly doubt, and I might as well get used to not seeing you anymore. You shouldn't have even come here in the first place. You should've just stayed where you belong."

"Wait can I at least just explain my side?"

"No need. Whateveryou say, the feeling you left me was enough for me to let go. Unless you founda way to not make me suffer as I did, then don't bother," I said dismissively.And with those last words, I jumped. I couldn't risk knowing her side. I'll bebetter off not knowing so my attachment wouldn't grow stronger anymore. This isfor the best.

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