A Liar in Paradise by M H Woodscourt

Author:M H Woodscourt [Woodscourt, M H]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: young adult, fantasy series, fantasy quest, fantasy humor, fantasy ya, fantasy ebook, fantasy comedy, fantasy heroes, fantasy teen, fantasy book 1
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Part Two

VENDAEVA

10

Panic Attack

The storm shook my windowpane. As I tossed and turned to make more noise than the rattling pane, I knew there was no point. Sleep wasn’t coming.

I threw my covers off and sat up, cupped my head in my hands, and groaned. The storm was just an excuse. The real reason I couldn't sleep was the same reason I hadn’t slept in months.

At first my family had assumed that I was nervous about graduating; but, my ability to lie also encompassed the awesome power of cheating and I passed the exams with ease. Now the family contributed my restlessness to my mental health and had sent me in for counseling. The result was a bottle of pills.

Even before graduation they'd been concerned. Who could blame them? My parents had a son who changed drastically when he slammed his head against the pavement. Truth be told, I still believed I'd been swept away to a fantastical world, but I refused to tell my counselor of the event because the only proof I possessed was a single, solitary, insignificant gerani, and who was going to believe that it wasn’t just some ordinary grape?

That ended up quite the issue at home.

I’d placed the precious gerani in the fridge, to preserve it as long as possible—but I ended up having to sleep near the refrigerator each night, while my entire family attempted to chuck it so that I would “get my head screwed on straight again.”

Jana was the most concerned. She’d made sure to relate the events of the evening when I’d returned home—including my sob-session on the bathroom floor—to each member of my family. Of course, Jana, like everyone else in the house, had the ability to exaggerate—which was suddenly to my detriment.

Now I was psychotic. I needed pills. Pills would solve everything. They would make my sudden “depression” evaporate, leaving me whole and well and happy.

Right. Pills—meet toilet. Toilet—pills.

I didn't tell my family about Chas shoving me into the puddle, nor had I confronted him about it. I knew it would avail me nothing to tattle, and it hardly explained away my emotional state—not unless I was prepared to share everything.

I wanted to ask Chas why he’d pushed me, why his eyes had glowed yellow, but the opportunity hadn't arisen soon enough, what with exams swamping my life; and then Chas moved away right after graduation.

I counted the days since my return from Paradise. Then I counted the months. It was over six now. In my attempts to get back there, I’d splashed through puddles, ponds, and rivers. I’d purposely slipped and hit my head several times, with the only result being a powerful headache. There were times I questioned my sanity, but then I sought the gerani to comfort my troubled mind.

I wasn’t crazy. No matter what everyone thought, I wasn’t crazy.

Lifting my head from my palms, I gazed at the bedroom door. With a sigh, I slid from my bed and headed for the stairs. I'd made my family promise to leave the “grape” alone, since I still felt I “needed it desperately.

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