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DRUNKEN HEARTBREAK
“Papa?”
I stared into his eyes from afar, noticing how he sat at his desk with lines of stress engraved in his expression. I expected his rage to come onto me as he lifted his gaze to meet my blank gaze, but instead, he looked sorry for me.
As if he pitied my own exhaustion.
"Where’s Viktor?” he asked.
That was his way of getting rid of me so he could continue his work.
“He’s dealing with the bad people on the roof,” I casually said like it wasn’t a big deal, but my words made him pause in whatever he was viewing to look back at me.
With a deep frown, he sighed. “Come in, Willow.”
I did what I was told, closing the door that five men in black suits guarded. I knew where I had to go, that I had to walk to the couch and silently mind my own business, but Roberto saw me before stating, “Come here, Willow.”
I paused in my steps and frowned, then shuffled silently over until I was parallel to the large brown desk that was filled with towers of papers.
I was sure they were all important documents, the type that little kids didn’t dare touch unless they had a death wish from their own Papa Dearest.
I stared at the floor, lacking the energy to look at him, but I knew it wouldn’t be enough to be dismissed so easily.
"Did you rest after your most recent recovery session from the institution?” he decided to ask as if to make conversation. You’d think he wanted to know if I was okay, but I didn’t sense that from his tone of voice.
"No.” My answer had to be to the point for my own sanity.
I was so tired, my brain felt like a fog had plagued it for days now. Something had to have happened. A change of sorts.
That was what my bad dreams told me.
There were good ones, ones that felt like true dreams that made me wish they were a reality.
There was a pretty girl who looked like Aurelia. Maybe it was her, but there was just something different about her.
Something special.
Fields of flowers, a world of magic, a place where we could run and play without the burdens of the world. I missed the dream already, and it only saddened me more because it meant the girl who laughed and made my heart feel so full was but a figment of my imagination.
"Willow.”
I blinked a few times, my head slowly peering over to my right because that was where Roberto now knelt next to me. I should have reacted better, or at least shown some sign of respect, but I could barely keep my eyes open, let alone attempt to act like I was okay.
"You need to sleep,” Roberto stressed with a serious tone. Some would think he was angry, but I knew the difference.
He actually seemed concerned for me as his eyebrows furrowed together while he continued to stare at my catatonic state.
“Why? The dreams are just fake anyway,” I muttered. Honestly, that wasn’t really what I wanted to say and yet it just came out. “The girl in the field of flowers that’s not Aurelia. She’s special yet I can’t remember who she is. That’s stupid. If dreams were real, I’d meet her again. She helped me fight against the evil woman.”
Now I just wasn’t making sense.
"Evil woman…” Roberto repeated.
"Do what you're told. Endure it, Willow. You don’t want me hurting Papa Dearest now do you? Or your stupid bodyguard. How about your missing stalker of a boy? I’ll kill everyone you care about.” I repeated many of the words spoken to me, my eyes honestly too heavy to keep open as my shoulders sank. “She’ll make Aurelia turn again me. We won’t be friends anymore…enemies. Enemies. She’ll make my bestie a villain.”
I felt sad about that, and it reminded me of the other girl in the field of flowers. The girl that I kept forgetting.
"Then there’s the girl. The girl in the field. The one that’s like Aurelia. She’s the same? No…different. So special. She saved me. So many times. Held my hand before the pain began. That metal table. The screams. Our screams? I don’t want to go back.”
