Unnoticed chapter 15

15

Tae

            Okay, again Michael let me steal this chapter also. I kinda feel bad for having all these chapters in my perspective, but okay I have a whole lot to share anyhow. Continuing our topic, I woke up in my bed at home, and it did take me a minute to realize I was home. Then, that same warm presence hit my weak body. Michael was in the house with me. I quietly got of bed and limped to my bedroom door then silently opened it. When, I looked down at me feet before opening the door I realized I was in my pajamas. What! How did I get these on I was in my business outfit before?

I walk into the living room, and see Michael on my Mac computer. It looked he was working on more paperwork. I felt guilt hit me, and I try to sneak back into my bedroom so Michael couldn’t hear me.

“You should be resting,” Michael’s voice softly rang out before I could take a step. Damn, he was good normally no one could hear my footsteps.

“How do you know I’m here,” I asked weakly “I’m normally too quiet for anyone to hear.” Michael turned around to me in the rolling chair. His eyes sparkled their normal chocolate brown, but they didn’t show any happiness. He had more of a concerned look, so I looked away because I hated the guilt that was tugging at me.

“I’m just gonna go back to bed,” I said quickly “you’re right I should be getting some rest.” I limped back into my bedroom and hopped back in the bed.   I lie in bed and stare up at the ceiling, for at least an hour. I felt my tummy growl of irritation because I haven’t given it something to work within days. Suddenly, I smell the sweet scent of food taunting me from the kitchen. My mouth begins to water, and I would like to have a bite of whatever was cooking. Suddenly, Michael walks in with a bowl of soup. I felt my stomach cringe with guilt, and I no longer felt hungry. The scent of the hot soup quickly turned sour, and I just didn’t want to eat. Michael set the soup down on my bed side table then picks up a spoon he brought.

He dipped the spoon in the bowl, and then blew on the hot spoonful of soup. He lifted it up to my lips, and I quickly turned away.

“Come on now Tae,” Michael pleaded “you have to eat something.”

“I’m not hungry,” I replied weakly “I don’t want food.” Suddenly, I felt Michael wrap his arms around me. He began to sob, and then I felt more guilt hit me. I grabbed the soup bowl, with the spoon, and began to eat. Michael looked up at me with a trickster smile.

“Gotcha,” he laughed “I knew you would fall for it!” I set my empty soup bowl down, and gave him a pouty face. He sat next to me in bed, and began to read a book. I just shut my eyes trying to fall asleep. It was very hard and difficult to sleep. Including, the fact you have guilt and anxiety running through your chest. It felt like two minutes passed, but when I opened my eyes again it was dark. Michael was sound asleep breathing softly in comfort. I glance at my alarm clock, and it was 11:00pm.

Now, was time for me to go to my thinking place. I quietly got out of bed and made my way to the balcony door. I didn’t bother to close the door. I went to the balcony edge, and looked at the starry skyline of New York. The city lights shimmered and sparkled like a sea of stars in a huge dark abyss of nothing. I looked up at the sky, and saw a crescent moon smiling down at me.

Then, I remembered one time my mother took me to a park one night. A night with a crescent moon, and she always told me it was a lucky night with a crescent moon. After that, she would by me some ice cream with little spare change she had in her pocket. I felt a tear slide gently down my cheek. I missed my mother so much, and the day of her death was implanted in my head. I began to sob again and I saw my tears fall like rain off the edge of the balcony. I began to regret every man I killed over the years.

“If you can’t hold it in its best to talk it out,” Michael’s voice sounded softly. My eyes went wide open, and I quickly wiped my eyes. I put on a fake smile, and turned to Michael. He didn’t smile back he had a blank expression on his face. His eyes were glazed with concern, and they were placed softly on me carefully watching my every move. Michael stood in the doorway of the balcony with his arms crossed.

“Hey,” I said “shouldn’t you be asleep.”

“I should be asking you the same question,” Michael replied “but instead I see you crying.” I took a deep breath and tried to act natural.

“Crying,” I said innocently “I wasn’t crying I was looking at the view.” I do another fake smile, and take a side glance at the city view. I turn back to Michael and he still had the same expression on his face. This was crazy, I normally did well on my acting, but Michael didn’t look like he falling for it.

“You’re right it’s nice,” He replied bluntly “but I’m sure there is more to that story.”

“What are you talking about,” I say still fake smiling “there is nothing else.” Michael looked away for a second, and then back at me.

“Please, Tae stop it,” he pleaded “I know your acting like you are happy.”

“But I am happy,” I reply “I’m telling you I am.” When, I said that I realized a sob blended its self into my words. 

“That’s not what your eyes are telling me,” Michael said calmly “and you’re even crying right now.” I touched my cheeks and I finally realized tears were rolling down them.

“It’s not just the tears,” Michael continued “I see unhappiness deep in those sweet eyes of yours. I can see them calling out to me for help, and I could feel them hold a secret. A secret so dark, that it would be enough to shake a man.” I felt my heart beat up into my throat. I felt it through my spine that he was getting on to me.

“I….I,” was all I could manage. I felt pain graze at every inch in my body leaving me in misery.

“Every time you smile all I see is pain,” Michael said calmly “and when you try to hide your sadness I can see it. It’s hidden behind those fake smiles. Your heart cries out to me screaming in agony to help it. But you won’t let me while you sit and drown in your struggle.” I felt more tears roll down my face.

“Tae,” Michael said “tell me what is going on. What is bothering you to make you do this?” I looked away and I felt ashamed. I couldn’t do it and I couldn’t face him. So, I came up with my normal blank expression act. I was really good at that one it gave me a huge ticket out of me being in prison many times.

“Nothing,” I replied blankly “it’s nothing.” Michael walked up closer to me, and then he touched my cheek.

“How is it a nothing,” Michael asked softly “I see you every night sneak on to this balcony, and cry your heart out.” 

“You saw me,” I ask almost in a whisper “and you never told me.” Michael nodded and took a step back. I couldn’t face him, but I was touched he was worried about me.

“I’m going for a walk,” I said quickly “I need more air.” I walked passed Michael and made my way to the front door.

“Tae, no,” Michael said “you are not in good condition. We still have a lot to talk about, and I want you to tell me everything.” He followed me into the living room, and watched me slip on my black coat. I put on my favorite boots and then walked to the door.

“I just need some air,” I said “I’ll be back before dawn.” I opened the door and then a horrible sight almost made me faint. Three policemen stood with flashlights, and with blank expressions on their faces. A dog began to bark at me while showing his sharp white teeth.

Author's Note

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[alexai]

this is getting really good can't wait till something else happens