“How’s the coffee?”, asked the lady in her mid 40s with a very vague outlook and no accessories at all. Frankly speaking , I wasn’t use to watching women without apparels. Even on the warmest days when sun was all nuked up , mum still kept clinged on to her ivory beads and all the other stuff , she said it makes your belief , your conviction. That is her only superstition I believed in.
“It’s good”, I replied.
“Well you don’t have to be modest , I got it from the Casper’s Café.”, Dr. Fitz said .
“I don’t really think I should be allowed to drink any coffee in anxiety and stuff”, I said.
“Why , do you think it’s anxiety that you feel?”
“I thought you would tell me.”
“I don’t know Chris , I am all on blinds here , and you seem to be doing fine !”
“Yeah , I am , I think I am fine”
” So, you wanna talk about what happened last night?”
“Well it wasn’t anything new and I believe that’s where it gets quite worrying. ”
“You saw the road again?”
“The same one. There was a bright sun , all green and some dried meadow , a curve along the coutryside . It felt like a soothing sunday but looked like a burning monday, and then suddenly everything felt so big and overpowering and as if the night crawled in , and , and….”.
“And you screamed and then stopped breathing. ”
“I didn’t wake up”
“This is the third time now Chris and its ok to be afraid . But you are taking too much of it on yourself alone. The only reason why you are having these fits is because you are hiding something or some part of you that wants to show itself. You can bottle up thoughts not personalities . It’s ok to be afraid , but it’s not to be afraid of fear itself . Did you take the prescription?”
“Make it regular. And try blending in”
“I do have friends and probably a really big bunch of people around me”
“It doesn’t matter if none of those can get through you. ” and by those last words another one of the mondays saw the worst of its days.
As i grabbed my bag and wisped out of doc’s office I had this strange feeling in my gut about something . Something that usually is not a part of me . The thoughts took a shake and after a few minutes of wriggling and hopping up and down , my mind brain finally fixiated itself to a picture of last night’s. I was walking back through the streets and in the dark , wondering what if there was no light afterall , would we ever try to make any? And a couple of other humanitarian and scientific philosophies before I reached my corner of the world as I see it and with ‘the pillow ‘ as my crown I went surfing my seven seas. Hour after hour , minute after minute , it felt warmer , darker and then suddenly the sun broke out. I saw the light more than I felt it . But my dreams stopped me from being awake. Suddenly Ellise came running into my room and started jumping over my gut ,
“Wake up , morning’s here. The morning’s gonna get upset Chris , wake up.”, She kept screaming , and I kept listening , but none did follow after every moving second , neither did I woke up , nor did she stopped screaming.
“Mum , chris won’t wake up”, she shouted , just as Dad came running into the room and followed him the worried , terrorized figure.
“He’s dreaming again , go get the needle. ” , Said Dad , calmed as water , but worried as wind.
The needle followed and in minutes ,I started soaking up as much air as I could and now , I have to get back to my house to face the same people and explain to them everything. And I was so tired of doing it , that I choose to change my plans for the dumbest reason there could be.
Suddenly the two satans show up on the roadside , riding on a jeep.
“Buzz got a new buzz bro , and this baby is as good as never before. ” , screamed Mike with his pitchfork voice.
“And you got that for free?”, i asked knowing the answer.
“Dude , everyone deserves to be happy , and we ain’t the genius typos , you can earn shit like this man , we got nothin ” , said Buzz almost gullable. I threw my bag in and jumped in myself.
“So where to?”, I asked.
“There’s a nightparty just by the corner , and I don’t think we need an invitation.”
“Alright then , up – up and away”, and the jeep thrusted the metal to make smoke and then thrusted the smoke, to stick to metal.
Suddenly out of the story
And merrry christmassssss!!!
Christmas was 3 days ago Past.
What !!!! And his jaw like branches dropped to ground .
Whyyyyy , why in the name of bananas would they prepone christmas. You know what I am gonna sue the pope.
Well they didn’t prepone it , you just missed it and the pope doesn’t decide the Christmas.
Yeah alright catholic geek! Enough of the bible-talk , I might have missed Christmas , but I am not missing new year.
Yeah , so at the party , what happened then.
What party , where’s party , you wanna party , let’s party …….and disco lights start rolling with 40s rock beats.
The story Past , ..and all the disco lights were out
You are no fun!
Yeah well I am 17 and believe me , you don’t wanna know how fun exactly I am when I don’t get to complete a story due to natural causes , terms and conditions applied.
Alright the story……
The story continues.
The music kept twinching as a sharp needle , tbe windows were rocked as devil’s knell and party was blooming with all the 15teens to 17teens .
“So you are the Shelby geeks “, said the 17 year old host of the scene and the talk of the Lavendale’s High school Phoebe Thatcher , or as most people new her , the english brainstorm.
“Yes ma’am” , said Buzz all drunk.
“And you must be Christopher , the guy who knows numbers ”
And suddenly Mike turns in ” Well what can I say he has a lot to learn , anyway I am Michael Brown ,you can call me Mike”
“I think I have seen you somewhere”
“You must have I am quite popular here”
“Ah! Yes you were the guy who is afraid of ducks , yeah right you fainted at the farmhouse visit in mid school”
And me and Buzz broke into a burst of laughter while Mike kept standing and Phoebe went away.And after a few minutes he turned back.
“Yeah , she’s funny I like it ”
“The joke’s on you dude!”, I said and then kept laughing untill Mike slowly took his walk of shame.
****************To be continued****************