"My sides"

Chapter 4 : Silent Sound

I felt a soft hand on my back, then it slowly faded as my mother came into the room.

'L? What happened?' she started, worrying, for the couch, and my clothes were soggy.

'Mum... I'm fine. I'm going to my room.' I stood up, wiping my teary eyes, and headed back upstairs so I could lie on the floor and do nothing, like what I usually do.

I stumbled up the stairs and fell onto my bed, once again, ready to tear up.

It was dead silent, they had... gone. I just only had started to get used to their presence with me, and now, they've just, disappeared. The mix of my stress, confusion and every other emotion almost caved into me as the negative thoughts ran free.

The sounds of my tears drowned out all the other noises in the house, as I just sat, dead silent, yet I couldn't hear anymore, like I just had anxiety. That's it. Anxiety, where was she?

Then I heard, 'Shush Lyra- Stop saying pi its annoying.'

Lyra. A name. They had names. Well, what did I expect, they are different versions of me, they might as well have names so we can distinguish them?

'Shh- Morality you could've given my name away.'

'Oops... Sorry Logic.'

There we go. Logic's name is Lyra... ok. They're still here, in my head, I suppose. That's going to be puzzling.

'Uh, guys, where are you. I'm getting really confused.'

What to be Lyra's voice spoke, 'Your head, would you like more information on the subject or no?' She spoke bluntly, she probably knew that I knew her name.

'Nah, I'm tired enough.' I spoke back.

She didn't seem satisfied, but it had already been a tiring day, I didn't really want an explanation either, 'So, can you guys come back? I'm kind of lonely, you know?'

All but Anxiety popped up in unison, all sitting on the other side of my bed, all but Lyra smiling, which seemed off, since she was doing her nerd stuff, like she probably should.

'So... where's anxiety at then?' I pondered.

That was the moment I turned back, to see Anxiety, mysterious, sitting on my floor. 'Well that's one surprise anxiety.'

I peered back over at the others, Morality smiling and playing dolls with Darling. They are seriously kids, what do you expect, they're my emotions and creativity, well. At least Lyra, I mean Logic, is mature.