I strongly suggest listening to ETERNITY BY ALEX WARREN while reading this chapter
The speedometer needle trembled, but I pushed the car harder, the engine roaring in protest. Rumors. That's all they were at first. Whispers from classmates, stray comments overheard in the hallway: "Did you hear? Miss Ria Oaks is leaving Heldon." My stomach twisted as I approached the Heldon staff quaters, a cold dread tightening its grip. She couldn't leave. Not now. Not after everything.More than anything she was the only connection that I had with Hayley. If she left then that meant.....She can't leave.When I screeched to a halt outside her house, the sight hit me like a physical blow. A massive moving truck, its ramp already lowered, gaped open like a hungry maw. Fuck.So it wasn't just a rumor? Ria really was leaving and if I had waited a few hours longer then I never would have caught up with her.Two men were hoisting a large box inside, and then I saw her – Ria – carrying a small potted plant, her face pale and drawn, her eyes, unlike at the funeral, was not hidden behind
The morning air still held a hint of crispness as Marilyn finished up breakfast. The aroma of pancakes and coffee filled the kitchen, a comforting scent that almost made me forget the awkward encounter with Caleb. Alex was humming softly as he helped clear the table, and Tristan was already buzzing with excitement about the parade. I could tell that he was happy as much as I was.I still felt like I needed to talk to him, and I needed to tell him just how much I was grateful. Soon I was going to be a woman and it was all because of him and strangely enough, Caleb.I smiled as my mind flashed the image of me slapping him to the ground. That felt amazing and I wish I could slap him a little bit again. The poor thing had turned as red as a tomato.Tristan, after gushing over what he couldn't wait to see finally excused himself to go upstairs and get dressed. Alex came out of the kitchen after dropping off the dishes."Where did Tristan go?'' He asked."He went to take a shower and get
The sunlight filtered through the curtains, dancing atop my closed eyelids. I blinked, stretching out on the comfortable blanket that I didn't remember being there the night before.The fluffy pile of little pillows lay around Tristan, Darling and I. Tristan was still sound asleep, his hand on the floor after falling off my shoulders as I got up. Meanwhile, Darling lay on his thigh, snoring softly. I smiled at the scene before me. Looking at them now after all the things that had occured over the past weeks it was hard to imagine that I once believed that Tristan was cheating with Darling.They loved each other yes but it was like the same way that I loved Nico and Rita. Besides, Tristan had told me how Darling was moving to Thailand and how this sleep over before the pride parade was like a goodbye.It was beautiful.Even better, they got to go to pride together as did I. My first pride parade with my boyfriend. I smiled and let out a grateful sigh.Careful not to disturb them, I q
The living room was a delightful mess of blankets, discarded snack wrappers, and the sound of the dialogue from a truly horrible C-rated zombie movie. Alex and Tristan were cozied up nicely while all three of us shared laughter, loud and free. It had been a long time since I had joy like this bubbling from my chest without fear of it being violently stomped on.All three of us had been through the ringer these past few weeks. I had left and exposed my abuser, Alex had lost a friend and I could still sense the grief in him and Tristan had dipped his feet into the murky waters of a past, secret life that he had left behind me.It was an eventful few days and it was exactly what I needed. It was what we all needed to be honest. A break, an escape, a horrible zombie movie and late night snacks.Tristan had outdone himself, pulling out every cheesy horror movie he owned. The one that we were currently watching was made over two decades ago and it seemed more like comedy than actual horror
The drive to Darling's apartment felt different today. Not laden with the usual anxiety that had gripped me since the Thomas Rowler incident.Before, in the beginning of the Thomas Rowler exposure incident, Darling had been different. He was scared and always looked over his shoulder, fearing that Thomas would want revenge.Of course that would never happen. Thomas had been defeated, extorted and humiliated for good measure. The world knew just who he was and what he was capable of so doing anything to hurt Darling was not in his best interests.After a while, Darling had left my house and return back to his house but I still constantly checked in. At first, to pacify my own heart and be certain that he had not hurt himself but now all those tense feelings had evaporated.Regardless, I wanted to have some time with my friend. It had been quite an eventual two weeks with the passing of Hayley Oaks, the sister of my colleague, girlfriend of Alex's best friend and a friend to Alex himsel
The quiet hum of the car engine was the only sound that for some reason was the only thing that could calm the storm that was brewing within me. I tried to focus on it a lot more.The rotation of the tires, the smooth movement of the wheel, the gravel being crushed under the weight of the vehicle. It was a welcome distraction from the echoes of the events of the past two weeks.Hayley had passed away in a manner that was terribly unfair, she had been buried and on her way to being forgotten. That was the scary part about death. The high possibility of being forgotten.I would never forget her. I suspect neither would Nico and the rest of her family. But what happens when we were gone too?The entire situation still felt incredibly unreal to me. It was a bad dream that I tried and failed to wake up from. It just didn't make any sense that things would happen this way.She was so young, so full of life.Nico had thrown himself into his studies, locking himself up and everyone else out