Chapter 10:Back To Reality

HIT ME BACK ...THE BACK OF MY HEAD LET ME THINK WHAT THE HELL WAS IT HAPPENING TO ME .... YUP NOTHING HAS CHANGED WELL IT DID INFACT IT DID MY MAN I ONCE LOVED IS GONE.. IS IT HARD TO LOVE AGAIN..

YEAH IT IS WELL WHAT CAN I SAY TODAY IS THE DAY I GO BACK TO SCHOOL AFTER MY MENTAL BREAKDOWN I HAD EARLIER THIS FOLLOWING WEEK.

ANOTHER YEAR, ANOTHER ME , ANOTHER PEOPLE I MIGHT KNOW OR MIGHT NOT ...

DO I REALLY CARE WELL NOT REALLY...

IT IS TOUGHT TO LOVED SOMEONE ELSE I KNOW IT HAS BEING 4 YEARS EXACT MY MY DEAREST MARCOS DEATH ..

FOR MYSELF IT WAS AN OPEN CUT THAT WASN'T ABLE TO GET STITCHES..

CAUSED EACH TIME I REMIND MYSELF ABOUT HIM IT WILL OPEN AGAIN.. EACH TIME IT WILL BE A FRESH CUTT.

FRESH BLOOD WOULD BE OUT SLIDING DOWN FROM MY WRIST TO MY ARMS ONCE IT MEET ITS TARGET IT WILL DROPPED EACH TIME TO MY CLOTHES..

TO MY PANTS..

TO MY SHOES...

OR SOMETIMES TO THE FLOOR FOR ME TO SEE AN REMIND MYSELF THAT THE PAIN I HAVE INSIDE OF ME WON'T BE ABLE TO GET CURE WITH AN ANTIDOTE.

AS MANY TIMES I REMIND MYSELF TO LET HIM GO I JUST CANT IS PAINFUL YOU KNOW..

I GOT MYSELF OUT OF BED .. GRAB MY PAIR OF CLOTHES KNOWN AS JEANS SHORTS THAT WERE HELLA SHORT .. SECOND A TANK TOP THAT SAYS

" DONT FUCK WITH ME "

WEARING SANDALS AS PART OF CLOTHES IN THIS WARM SUMMER THAT WASN'T BAD HERE IN CHICAGO . IT IS JUST NICE FOR SOMEONE IN REALITY..

AS I GET OUT OF MY BED GRAB WHAT I NEED .. ENTER MY OWN RESTROOM THAT IS CONNECTED TO MY ROOM .. I SET MY CLOTHES DOWN ... JUST THINK ..

IS THERE A REASON FOR ME TO BE HERE ..

IS THERE A REASON WHY MY MAN SACRIFICE HIMSELF FOR ME..

AS I KEPT THINKING ABOUT IT .. I FEEL LIKE SHIT .. EMOTIONAL THAT MY EYES GOT WATERY IN JUST COUPLE OF SECONDS.. I STAND UP STRAIGHT ON MY RESTROOM SINK ... I SEE MYSELF

THAT IS THIS FACE.. USING CONTACTS THAT MY NEW UPDATE I MADE MYSELF ..

AS MY EYES GOT WATERY IN THOSE COUPLE OF SECONDS .. WITH MY RIGHT HAND RAISED IT TO TOUCH MY MIRROR TO SEE IF THIS IS TOTALLY ME OR NOT REALLY..

SOMETIMES I THINK THIS AINT HAPPENING..

I GRAB MY BOSE SPEAKER .. WITH MY VOICE I ASKED ..

CAN YOU PLAY ME CAROLEE AND TUESDAY THE LONELIES GIRL

AS THE PIANO PLAYS ON THE MUSIC I TAKE FEW DEEP BREATHS AND LET IT OUT ... GET MYSELF TOGETHER ...

GET MYSELF INSIDE THAT WARM SHOWER .. AS I SHOWER SLOWLY HUM THE SONG TO MYSELF ..

SLOWLY TAKING DEEP BREATHS..

LET THE SOUP, SHAMPOO AND CONDITIONER WASH ITSELF OFF MY BEAUTIFUL BODY ...

I REPEAT THIS SONG AS I OPEN MY SHOWER CURTAINS AND NOTICE THAT MY RESTROOM IS STEAMY AND WARM ..

I JUST LOOK AT IT .. THINK ..

MARCOS BABY I WISPHER TO MYSELF ..

AS I DRY MYSELF WITH MY TOWEL .. STARTED TO CHANGE TO MY CLOTHES..

THE STEAM OF MY RESTROOM LEAVES AS IT WAS A GHOST BUT IT WAS FORMING TO A FIGURE MORE LIKE A SHADOW OF A MAN ..

I KEPT DOING MY OWN BUSINESS LIKE NATURAL MAKE UP ...

SET SOME HAIR CREAM ON MY CURLY WAVY HAIR /.. LET IT CURLED SLOW..

GRABBING MY SCHOOL TOOLS AND COMPUTER I FEEL SOMEONE WATCHING ME EVERY LITTLE THING I DO .. AN I KEPT IGNORING IT CAUSED IS MY MIND..

BUT MY IT WASNT MY MIND IT WAS TRUE .. I FELT SOMEONE TOUCH MY SHOULDER SLOWLY GIVING IT A NICE SQUEEZE .. ALL I DO IS GASPS..

WHISPER TO MYSELF MARCOS.

THAT WHEN I FELT ANOTHER SQUEEZE I KNEW IT WAS A SIGN.

I LET IT GO ... GRABBED MY IPHONE AND HEADPHONES LEAVE MY ROOM .. TURN ON MY ITUNES ACCOUNT PLAY CAROLEE AND TUESDAY SONGS

AND KEATON HENSON..'

MADE MY WAY OUT OF MY APARTMENT I SHARED WITH MY ROOMMATE ELIZABETH ...

TO BE CONTINUED....