The Broken Mirror

Chapter 7: Yellow

Today has been a lazy day, to say the least. I've spent the whole day sat on the couch watching television. I'm currently cuddled up on the couch with Alynne. I was a little surprised when she asked me to watch a Coldplay concert with her. Lately she's been quite the loner and hardly being social with anybody. I've also heard that when she's at her hell of a modeling agency she stays away from everyone else, polar opposite of her usual self. She's usually in a conversation with everyone and hates every moment that she's not taking part in any kind of social activity. Something is up, and I know that, but I just don't know what it could be.

Alynne is a giant fan of Coldplay and wanted to watch the Live-2012 DVD that she absolutely wears right out but hasn't taken out of the case for awhile now. I remember when I'd walk through the front door and see her shoving handfuls of popcorn in her mouth while she'd be watching this. There was even one point where she'd watch it on a constant loop day in and day out. It got kind of annoying on my part but I also wasn't here most of the time so the only case where it bothered me was when I was home and when it was a weekend. Thankfully, she was out of that in about a week.

I began to hear an ambient sound fill the speakers and it soon gave way to the lead singer of Coldplay, Chris Martin, playing the piano on stage. I knew immediately what song was being done next and with no doubt, Alynne did as well. When the singer started saying the lyrics, I held Alynne just a little closer to my side. I remember quite clearly many memories associated with this song, and specifically the time where I first told Alynne that I loved her. I was never a real fan of Coldplay but I like a couple songs of theirs, mainly Yellow and Fix You.

Alynne was half asleep about a minute through the song. Not being able to help myself, I took a closer look at her. I had a few things in mind that could possibly be wrong with her but I need some more information to weed out the correct one. I hadn't gotten a proper chance to do this because Alynne doesn't really like me looking at her for some reason, so the opportunity is here, so I'm going to snatch it right up.

I hadn't noticed it before, but now that I was looking for this particular thing, it stuck out like a sore thumb. Instead of having a sun tanned coloring to it, her skin was extremely pale and had yellow blotches all over it. Her skin also looked quite dry and felt so as well. I had already pieced together all of the things that have changed with her and I had a solid idea about what was going on, but I continued to look because the more evidence I had, the better.

More things that I noticed alongside her reluctancy to eating, her superabundant exercising habits, and the current state of her skin, I observed that her hair was quite brittle instead of being fluffy and full like it usually is. Another thing that I noticed was that she was wearing many layers of clothing, or at least appeared to be. I saw that she was wearing at least three layers and had two blankets wrapped around her. With all of this, I was easily able to identify exactly what was wrong with her. It wasn't exactly the most easily curable thing in the world, but I'll do anything and everything in my power to get her on the road to recovery and back to her regular self.

The rest of the concert flew by in the blink of an eye. One minute they were playing Yellow, the next Charlie Brown, and now it was up to Fix You, the second to last song in the performance. This was the first song by Coldplay that I really actually liked and I can never help myself but drop everything to listen to it whenever it comes on anywhere, and now was no exception, even though I wasn't doing anything. I couldn't help myself but mutter the lyrics under my breath.

'Tears stream down your face when you lose something you cannot replace. I promise you I will learn from my mistakes. Tears stream down your face and I will try to fix you.
Lights will guide you home and ignite your bones, and I will try to fix you.'

When the song had ended, the lyrics had more of a personal meaning to them, even more so than they did before.

I knew that with how Alynne's current condition was recovery would be hard, and she was bound to get worse before she got better, but I was prepared for the ups and the downs. I held Alynne that much tighter at the thought of all the shit that could possibly happen and placed a few tiny kisses upon her cheek.

"I will try to fix you, and I will do whatever it takes."
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I really hope that you enjoyed reading this chapter! I really enjoyed writing it and it only took me a few hours. I think that this is the most beautiful chapter in this whole story so far in all honesty. This chapter seemed to have the right balance of light and dark and I hope you think so as well.

In the media I stuck an audio version of Yellow off of Coldplay's Live-2012 album because that's the first song mentioned and I put a picture that's a piece of lyric art for Fix You. I saw it on my Pinterest and found it rather fitting.

Please tell me what you think of this, feedback would be greatly appreciated. :)