Chapter 7: I guess I'll just bury him in a casket full of popcorn

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Sometimes, I go to the white room. Everything was blank, white, nothing except the color. Was. Until I took my pencils and paint there and started an artwork that would take up the whole room. I'd painted and drawn on three of the walls, the drawings connected to each other. It's just a series of whatever comes to my mind to paint.

Right now, I've painted my family on one of the walls, a whole table on another wall where myself, Macy and Adam are gulping down food. Temi and Lola were a little off to the side, talking and there was a smile on Lola's face.

The next wall was just a scene, no people around, just decorations and some other stuffs. Now what I was going to paint next, I don't know. I've been going over it for three weeks and I still don't know what to add to the next wall!

For the sake of all vegetable foods around the world, give me ideas you stupid brain!

I'll just take a break, maybe go somewhere I haven't been in a while. Yeah, I guess that'll help. I'll just grab a tortilla and walk around for sometime. Now, who should I go see? Or where should I go?

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

I got nothing.

Let the seas and the wind pull me, I will follow the currents of nature, the way my heart tugs at, I will close my eyes and let my unseen vision guide me, I will lose myself into the world and let it show me, I will.

Well that was... strange...

Eh, I wouldn't put it past me, I'm weird that way. Now, where to have that tortilla? I'll probably stop by a small restaurant and order something really leafy. I'm craving it. I'm craving it so bad I want to cry. Is it just me that that happens to?

I guess...

I'm so hungry I could eat a whole farm! And I'm feeling sad! Evenings are the worst! With the sun setting, it just feels like it may never rise again and that makes me sad! The color of the sky when the sun sets makes me cry! The warm breeze makes my heart do a flip and it's like it's going to explode. These are the times that I want to watch a cheesy romance movie, that will make my condition even worse. My life sucks.

My phone beeps in my pocket and I pull it out.

Unknown: Where are you? Would you like to hang out?

A frown takes over my face as I text the person back.

Me: Who are you?

Unknown: It's Luke you shorty, or Austin... now where are you? I'm so bored I wanna cry! I've run out of popcorn and cereal and I'm too lazy to walk to the store, I'm craving some real food, food that I can't cook, so please please PLEASE, tell me where you are!

Me: I'm at Cooke's Cooks. It's about a ten minute drive from your place.

Unknown: Sure be there in five!

Oh boy!

He's gonna kill himself. Oh well, I guess I'll just bury him in a casket full of popcorn. And maybe some cereal.

I push open the door of the restraint and a waiter walks up to me. He eyes me for a while, probably recognising me.

"Hello and welcome, would you like a table?" He asks with a lovely smile.

"Oh, yes, table for two." I chirp and he nods, directing me to a free table. I thank him and take a seat.

"Would you like to order now?" He asks and I shake my head.

"No, I'll call when I'm ready, thank you." He smiles and walks off, I bite my lip and check my phone, waiting for Austin to text me.

The waiter have me a table that faces the door, very clever! The door opens and Austin walks in, looking around for me. I raise my hand and wave at him a little, sending him a smile. He walks over to me and flops down not so carefully in the chair making me laugh.

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