Cerberus Rising by Patrick C. Harrison III & Chris Miller & M Ennenbach

Author:Patrick C. Harrison III & Chris Miller & M Ennenbach [Harrison III, Patrick C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-26T22:00:00+00:00

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Gwen was barely coherent over the next few days. Q didn’t answer her texts. She didn’t come by the table for lunch. Gwen decided, after the first couple texts were ignored, to give her space. She maintained her normal routine in a sleepwalk state. She felt like a walking shadow, unsubstantial compared to everyone else. She couldn’t remember the last time someone acknowledged her.

Just Q stood in full color.

Gwen had written a letter to her. She tried to explain her feelings in a way that didn’t push Q away. It was a long and rambling mess of half spoken truth mixed into the palpable desire to rekindle the friendship that somehow got tossed to the side. She read and reread the entire thing and tossed it into the wastebasket with the other fifteen attempts to express herself without making it too weird. She couldn’t imagine a close friendship vanishing in a moment. What was her worth if Q could so easily dispose of her? It made no sense. She stopped going out of her room after the second week of radio silence except for classes. Even that felt pointless. Nothing seemed to matter anymore.

She realized she was just a typical emo teen girl with a broken heart. The only moments of peace came from standing in the shower and letting the hot water pummel her back. The feeling of the water running down her skin felt like home for some reason. Home. She couldn’t even describe the place before college in anything but small details that were mercurial and slid between her fingers when she grasped too hard at them. It made the ache hurt worse. She couldn’t recall the smell of her mother. Flowers and sunshine came briefly to mind but she didn’t know if that was wishful or factual. She worried she had a neurological issue that was affecting her brain. She tried to force the memories and found herself dizzy as needles were jammed into her pupils.

No, she didn’t need to focus on the past. Just let the water run over her. So, she stood watching the water circle the drain by her feet. The lazy cascading flow ignited something inside of her. It ran down the walls in chaotic rivulets. She began to seek a pattern in the random. It practically called out to her very soul, a fingertip drawing in the falling water to etch just for her.

A sharp pounding on the shower stall door snapped her back to reality. “Are you okay in there? It’s been quite a while.”

“Yes. Thank you.” She hated how small her voice sounded as she turned the shower knob slowly off.

The last of the water ran down her skin to charge down the drain. She pulled the towel off the door and dried off while listening to hear if the concerned party had left yet. It was quiet. Still she stood shaking in the cold another few minutes to be safe. Cautiously, she opened the door and looked around. The room was all hers.

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