secret to eternal life,
and here I am alone, with nothing more to do than thinking about
what I should do until the day of my sudden and premature
death.
This is not a dream anymore, every day
that goes by I am closer to that moment, the bad thing is that I am
fully aware of it, and I even know who the hangman will
be.
CHAPTER 12
When I wake up the next morning I
realize that I can remember parts of my dream. It had something to
do with a field; it was rainy and everything but Elizabeth's eyes
was as blurry as it could be. I don't have much to deal with but
there must be a reason for me to start retaining some parts of the
dream. I look to my left, Jay is sleeping, or at least he pretends
to. I can't be sure, but I think he has been looking over me during
the whole night. Just the feeling of spending five more minutes in
here kills me. I put some clothes on and walk out the door and go
straight to the check-in desk, and as if the woman working there
was waiting for me, she stands up, takes of her glasses and with
her childish voice asks me what I want.
"I'd like to exchange rooms, if
possible?" it seems like the wisest idea given the circumstances.
But of course, she looks at me and with that look I can read what
she would like to spit on my face It's halfway through the
semester, you stupid boy, of course you can't».
"Sorry, no more rooms" she says with a
shy use of English. The fine attempt to master the language makes
me smile. Well done, lady, I think.
As frustrated as I am, I refuse to go
back to my room so I just sit outside on the grass for some time.
There are little groups of students gathered nearby, they are
having some caffeine injections for the day. I can't believe I am
even considering doing it, let alone actually doing it, but when I
find myself standing up and walking towards them I realize that
something has really changed during this past months, and not only
the sudden existence of Gods and monsters. I have
changed.
"You mind if I sit with you?" what I
intended to say sounded much better in my mind, but I'm guessing
they didn't care much.
"Oh, hi, you are the American one,
right?" as if I was the only one in the city.
"I am, yes" I fake a friendly smile, I
am still not good at this. "How is it going?" wrong question, or at
least it seems to be. They look at me like if I killed
someone.
"Sorry, do you know that guy over
there?"
"That guy? What?" I turn slowly
because I'm terrified of what I might see. I follow the direction
of the pointing fingers, which lead to Jay, wearing nothing but his
underwear in the middle of the street. Shit. "No, I don't." I
remain seated in the same spot and I pretend I have not seen him. A
minute goes by, and another, and another, and the faces of the
people surrounding me are still as surprised as before. All of them
are looking at Jay. I will kill him, I will, I promise myself that.
I stand up and go straight to him, I take him by the arm and lead
him in.
"What the hell are you doing?" I ask
almost shouting.
"What the hell were you doing? You are
supposed to stick up with me, and obviously avoid contact with
mortals."
"Avoid contact with...?" I drag him to
our room. "Avoid contact with mortals? Are you kidding? And
besides, what's all that shit about sticking up with you? I thought
I made myself clear, I am not interested, thank you."
I have never felt as furious as now, I
could crash something just with looking at it. Jay is fixing his
eyes on me. Whatever move I make, he follows it, he obviously is
not going to just leave the subject.
"What the hell are you doing half
naked in the street anyway?"
"What? I wake up, you are not here… I
went out looking for you" the funny thing is that he is actually
convinced that this is normal behavior. If I think about it, it's
actually funny.
"Look, you are not my mother, and you
will obviously not change my mind on the subject, so please, drop
it."
He says nothing, and I thank him for
that. I lie on my bed again
and here I am alone, with nothing more to do than thinking about
what I should do until the day of my sudden and premature
death.
This is not a dream anymore, every day
that goes by I am closer to that moment, the bad thing is that I am
fully aware of it, and I even know who the hangman will
be.
CHAPTER 12
When I wake up the next morning I
realize that I can remember parts of my dream. It had something to
do with a field; it was rainy and everything but Elizabeth's eyes
was as blurry as it could be. I don't have much to deal with but
there must be a reason for me to start retaining some parts of the
dream. I look to my left, Jay is sleeping, or at least he pretends
to. I can't be sure, but I think he has been looking over me during
the whole night. Just the feeling of spending five more minutes in
here kills me. I put some clothes on and walk out the door and go
straight to the check-in desk, and as if the woman working there
was waiting for me, she stands up, takes of her glasses and with
her childish voice asks me what I want.
"I'd like to exchange rooms, if
possible?" it seems like the wisest idea given the circumstances.
But of course, she looks at me and with that look I can read what
she would like to spit on my face It's halfway through the
semester, you stupid boy, of course you can't».
"Sorry, no more rooms" she says with a
shy use of English. The fine attempt to master the language makes
me smile. Well done, lady, I think.
As frustrated as I am, I refuse to go
back to my room so I just sit outside on the grass for some time.
There are little groups of students gathered nearby, they are
having some caffeine injections for the day. I can't believe I am
even considering doing it, let alone actually doing it, but when I
find myself standing up and walking towards them I realize that
something has really changed during this past months, and not only
the sudden existence of Gods and monsters. I have
changed.
"You mind if I sit with you?" what I
intended to say sounded much better in my mind, but I'm guessing
they didn't care much.
"Oh, hi, you are the American one,
right?" as if I was the only one in the city.
"I am, yes" I fake a friendly smile, I
am still not good at this. "How is it going?" wrong question, or at
least it seems to be. They look at me like if I killed
someone.
"Sorry, do you know that guy over
there?"
"That guy? What?" I turn slowly
because I'm terrified of what I might see. I follow the direction
of the pointing fingers, which lead to Jay, wearing nothing but his
underwear in the middle of the street. Shit. "No, I don't." I
remain seated in the same spot and I pretend I have not seen him. A
minute goes by, and another, and another, and the faces of the
people surrounding me are still as surprised as before. All of them
are looking at Jay. I will kill him, I will, I promise myself that.
I stand up and go straight to him, I take him by the arm and lead
him in.
"What the hell are you doing?" I ask
almost shouting.
"What the hell were you doing? You are
supposed to stick up with me, and obviously avoid contact with
mortals."
"Avoid contact with...?" I drag him to
our room. "Avoid contact with mortals? Are you kidding? And
besides, what's all that shit about sticking up with you? I thought
I made myself clear, I am not interested, thank you."
I have never felt as furious as now, I
could crash something just with looking at it. Jay is fixing his
eyes on me. Whatever move I make, he follows it, he obviously is
not going to just leave the subject.
"What the hell are you doing half
naked in the street anyway?"
"What? I wake up, you are not here… I
went out looking for you" the funny thing is that he is actually
convinced that this is normal behavior. If I think about it, it's
actually funny.
"Look, you are not my mother, and you
will obviously not change my mind on the subject, so please, drop
it."
He says nothing, and I thank him for
that. I lie on my bed again
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