Intermittent neon lamps lighten up the dirty, grayish walls as it’s thickening echoed in the hallway, Viro and Rebecca were alone.
“Where are you taking me this time, I’m tired of your scams”
Said Rebecca, she sounded tired and annoyed at the same time, as if she was using all her energies to feel disappointed in him, by her tiredness Viro could guess that outside was night.
“I need you to trust me one more time, I promise you won’t believe your eyes”
Rebecca stomped her foot on the porcelain floor
“I’m not walking a single step forward unless you tell me what we’re going to face, i’m sick of being in danger for your research”
Viro started biting off his nails, as he listlessly said
“I’ve been working on a “project”, I tried to replicate our nervous system’s process of burning calories using perfectly healthy human organs and lifelike plastic veins with my own blood running in them, they are all united in a “creature” that can now be considered a Thinking, Independent Creature”
“What are you even talking about”
“Rebecca, the thing is that it disappeared from my lab”
“Viro you created a human”
“That’s no human, honey”
The father, mourning his son The aunt, praying for her part The mother, crying in bonton All whaiting in the room full of art
The dead man laughed, knowing he won The soulless daughter, waiting to get home The broken wife, damned forever gloomsome As for the rest of the family, they came none
When the notary sat, he remained speechless Never did he see a man wielding such malice He cleared his throat as at the sad family he told “My dear loved once, I gambled it all”
He planned it for a long, long time, he knew exactly what to say and how to say it. But the second that Michela found him, he started changing his plans.
Her eyes brightened as soon and she saw him
“Nick there you are! I’ve been looking for you for ages”
“I thought I told you the meetup point?”
“Do you know how many lakes there are in this park? You didn’t even bother to answer my phone calls”
“Oh my god i’m so sorry I didn’t even-“
“Don’t worry, you’re fine. I’m in a hurry today so let’s get right into doing our homework”
The park wasn’t so crowded that day and the location was perfect. The lake reflected light on its surface, while the carps in it kept swimming in a circle, tall and old trees were undressing in front of their eyes, as their leaves fell in the water.
Nicolas felt his intestines tying up in a ribbon inside him, while his anxiety made him nauseous, his hands were sweaty and he really didn’t have a pleasing expression on his face.
“You ok?”
“Yea don’t worry about it i’m fine, woul-“
“Where’s your backpack Nick? Don’t tell me that you left it somewhere, that’s great way to have something stolen”
Michela was right in front of him, standing in the middle of the pass as Nick was holding on the fence next to the lake like his life depended on it. Nicolas smiled, she was stunning; Her dark curly hair were full of colorful plastic pins, she was wearing a white short-sleeved tee and grey jeans, what she called her “basic girl fit”, her thin lips complemented her big, round eyes.
“Can you com-“
“I asked you where’s your..”
Nick knew that she didn’t interrupt him on purpose, he kept smiling as she looked at him with challenging eyes.
“I’m sorry”
She came next to him and they admired the lake in silence
“Soathing right?”
He moved his arm so that their elbows could touch
“Where’s your backpack Nick”
He took a big breath in as he turned to her side to look her in the eyes, he knew that the silence wouldn’t have lasted long, and he had to be the one to break it.
“Michela listen to me”
She gave him a weird look that made him hestitate, but it was too late
“You are the funnest, prettier, most creative and understanding person I know, everytime we spend time together I feel high, your paintings are amazing, for the first time I felt interested in art, you make me want to discover new things, hobbies, dive into myself. When i’m with you I dream, I have feelings for you, deep feelings that don’t limit themselves to simple affection”
He did NOT follow his plan. What the hell did he just say.
“Nick, jesus crist”
He felt the ground dissolve under his feet, what is he going to do?
“Nick i’m sorry but I can’t”
Said Michela as she walked away, no explanations or regards, she just walked away.
What else was she supposed to do? You fucked up, Nick
It’s your fault, it has always been your fault. Do you not feel guilt? Are you not tormented by regrets?
“At birth we are all pure and kind hearted, everything that happened to you was this system’s fault, don’t worry about the past and focus on the present; focus on the leaves falling from that tree, on the birds flying in the sky, on the cars passing by us, focus on me”
That’s what you said, you made me feel seen. And now what have you done, you’ve hurt him, out of everyone, you chose him.
What changed? Am I not pure enough? Am i not your muse anymore? Or did you just casually choose to hate me?
You grabbed the balloon from off the ground, you blowed in it, you tied it so that air could not get out, and you stepped on it, hoping that it would explode.
You did it for fun, didn’t you?
But why involve him, what has he done to you? Is being connected to me his only fault?
Take me, I’m begging you. Take me.
Take me and set him free, let him live a normal life, let him go to school, have friends, fall in love, feel the breeze on his face, let him watch the stars, walk, run, fall.
But you couldn’t care less for me, am I right? Or atleast you cared enough to take the only thing that i’m ready to die for.
I will do anything in my power to please you, to amuse you for all the time you want, all i’m asking you is your pity, just a little bit of empathy.
But why bother asking? You won’t take him back to me, this is what you think i deserve, or else you wouldn’t have taken him from me, and for that I hate you like no one has ever hated on this planet.
You are so unbothered, it’s not your fault right? “I don’t even know what you are talking about”
That’s right, you don’t even know what you did.
But I know what you did and I know for a fact that everything that’s happening to me is your fault.
He was my eyes and my ears, everything that exists is only there because of him, I never even tried to imagine a life without his smile and his kind words, because I already knew that he is life itself.
How am I supposed to let him go? I can’t, I can’t but I have to.
He was life and when life is missing, death reigns.
That’s why you took him away from me, am I right?
I will die, and you’ve won, great job you’ve made it.
But before I die, i should remind you that the last emotion that I’ll feel is hatred, and that is entirely your fault.
