Toni

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Smile, even when your heart is too heavy to beat, if you can feel your pain breaking every inches of it.
Laugh, even if it won't cover up your scars or make you forget about the little voice in your head blaming every centimeters of your soul for feeling so bad.
And remember that every moment of weakness will destroy you like it destroyed her.

    'Heyo! Toni are you listening to me?' Fangs gets me out of my thoughts.
'What?' I reply, blinking.
'I was telling you about Kevin... he asked me if I'd agree on having dinner with his father and Sierra.' He announced.
'Oh my god! Things are getting serious between you too, that's awesome!' I smile, hugging my best friends.
'Yeah that's great but I'm pretty stressed... Sierra used to be mayor and Tom used to be sheriff so...'
'Yeah but they're not anymore, they're gon' love you!'
The bell ringing interrupts us.
'I gotta go... hum catch you later T!' He retires, leaving me alone in the White Worm.

   You may ask yourself why was I thinking about hiding the pain... Well that's a long story, a mystery that I have solved.
But anyway let's not talk about this nonsense, there's no point in rubbing salt in the wound, right?
'Where the fuck are my keys?' I whisper, looking in my pockets and then I remember putting them on the pool table, how stupid of me!
I let out a dry sign of my mouth and walk towards this goddamn pool table. My shoe hit a badly laid floorboard and I fell to the ground.
'Damn it!'
It had come off completely, I'm going to try and put the damn piece of wood back on but without tools I'm not sure it'll really work... It doesn't matter, I'm closing the bar and I'd ask Sweat Pea to help me with this shit. As I was putting the floorboard back in place I noticed a sort of... moldy old cardboard box?
'What the fuck?' I frown.
I take the disgusting box out of the hole and open it. Old newspapers, landscape pictures and...
'What's this crap?'
There's a goddamn picture of me when I was a baby... I mean, me and my... family.
I should take that box home before someone else sees it... I put it on my back, grab my keys, close the White Worm and walk towards my motorcycle.
'Fangs, it's me... hum... can you call me back when you get home. It's kinda important, I think.' I leave him a message before turning on the engine and getting —eventually— home.

I park my Harley Davidson near the river and sit on a cold rock. I open the moldy box and take a closer look at all this shit. I'm sliding my finger over the picture of me and my mom, I can feel a salty tear beading in the corner of my eyes. 'Don't cry'  I tell myself, taking now a newspaper, when the headline hits me.
'Crystal Topaz, a mysterious disappearance, 5 years later, still no news.'

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