One in a million (part five)
Title: One in a million
Pairings: You can't really speak of a pairing
Rating/Warnings: PG or PG-13 I guess
Summary: "The impossible happened." Someone was going to pay for this, and Ian needed an explanation.
Author's Notes: I don't own anyone or anything, just my imagination and my story. I apologize if there are any (grammar) mistakes. This chapter is in Ian's POV.
Previous Chapters:
Chapter one: http://lazah.livejournal.com/935.html
Chapter two: http://lazah.livejournal.com/1226.html
Chapter three: http://lazah.livejournal.com/1497.html
Chapter four: http://lazah.livejournal.com/1556.html
I was glad he finally gave himself a break to go home, take a shower, and clear up his mind a little bit. Little did I know the sight of our house would hit him twice as hard. I followed him inside and saw him stopping at our table, he took my inhaler in his hand and looked at it, his face contorted in a painful grimace. It broke my heart and I knew he was thinking about me, the ‘wheezing asthmatic’ I always made fun of, myself. He was always so concerned when I had an asthma attack and I thought that was really cute. The way he would hurry over to me, his eyes all worried, not really sure about what to do… I saw I forgot to clean up the table again, and as every Monday when he would come home from visiting his parents, he would find these 3 random things lying there. I could be so messy from time to time but he got used to it over all these years.
I followed him as he went to our editing room, starting the computer. I walked by our mirror, and I had no reflection. Of course I hadn’t, I was totally aware I was this kind of spirit, but always getting the confirmation rubbed into my face caused me to let out a deep sigh. I didn’t had too much time to think about it, since my curiosity was aroused when I saw Anthony typing. As I peeked over his shoulder, I was glad he took the decision to calm our fans down, cause they were probably really worried too. I’ve read his text along with him, and saw he wasn’t ready yet to tell them the whole truth, of me being in a coma, he told them I was really sick instead. He suddenly turned off the computer, and I saw both sadness and anger in his eyes. I didn’t had time to read what had made him upset, but I could guess some haters replied to his announcement.
I could totally follow Anthony when he went showering, but I decided not to. I would feel uncomfortable and creepy doing that without him knowing I was here, sort of. Instead, I decided to go to my room, after all it was possible that this was the last time I got to see the house where we lived together for years, our home. Since I wasn’t able picking anything up or opening any drawers, I just sat on my bed, looking at my Pikachu plushie, which joined us in so many videos, my picture frame, filled with pictures of me and Anthony leaving great memories, my collection of PSP and Wii games, the most awesome drawings and fanart I’ve got on my wall and so on..
As I stared outside my window, saddened by the fact those might be the last memories, Anthony came in. He came over to my bed and sat right next to me, without knowing it. He took my Pikachu and closed his eyes, and I was sure he remembered all those great times too. He was looking at my picture frame when suddenly his eyes filled with tears. Seeing him this heartbroken kept on killing me inside, if this was even more possible. He started talking to me and my face went blank when he finished his little speech.
“But if you aren’t coming back to me, maybe I should come to you...”
This sentence resonated in my ears, kept playing over and over again, driving me nuts.
“Oh Padilla, I hope you didn’t mean that. Don’t even think to take your own life, you can’t-!”
I stood there, screaming. He couldn’t hear me and I never felt so helpless in my life before. I would do anything to make him stop thinking like that, anything if I could give him just one sign, anything to make sure he won’t give up.
The adrenaline raced through my veins as I kept on screaming, and I impulsively reached for the picture frame.
The impossible happened. I did actually touched the frame, and it fell down on the floor, leaving Anthony completely shocked. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking because I was staring at the frame, lying on the ground. It… fell down? What the firetruck was happening, I thought this wasn’t possible?! I tried it so many times before, and Iris also told me it wasn’t possible. It was simply forbidden to reveal the presence of our spirits, and as a solution, just made impossible.
“Someone has some serious explanation to do!” I raged as I furiously left the house, not looking back at Anthony. Till this day, I always acted like I was still human, walking through the hallways and doors, using the stairs. It helped me to feel like I wasn’t completely ‘gone’. This time was different, I was too pissed off and confused and I went right through every wall, perfectly knowing where I was going to.
“I knew she would be here”, I thought as I saw Iris standing in front of her own room. I knew she was still a kid but it was hard to tame my tempers.
“YOU!” I yelled as she turned to me, a little bit frightened.
“You always told me it was totally impossible to reveal any hint of my presence to humans! Well guess what, I totally knocked a frame to the ground at my place, and Anthony saw it!”
I let myself cool down a bit as I waited for her to answer.
She took my hand, just as the first time, and whispered;
“Let’s go outside, this isn’t the place to let all this negative energy out…”
Once we were outside, she took me all the way to the back of the hospital. There was a garden where patients and visitors were walking around, having a pond in the middle where a kid was feeding some ducks. There were a lot of benches, an older couple was having a rest at one of them and a girl was pushing a wheelchair over the bridge. A lot of these people were sick, or were visiting sick family or friends, but they all looked peaceful. The sight of it had calmed me down. Iris took me even further, it looked like the start of a forest, where there were no people but us. We weren’t even considered ‘people’ anymore, but still.
She studied my face carefully while she started speaking.
“Okay, you have to know I didn’t want to lie to you on purpose. It would’ve never been my intention to hurt nor shock you. It’s true, I did hold back some secrets but it was all just to protect you. It was for your own good and I really thought this was the right thing to do, but I couldn’t have guessed you came to the point where you actually found out there was some way to reveal your presence. I might as well tell you all of the secrets of ‘inbetweeners’ , but I should warn you it’s kinda disturbing. Since you’re also an inbetweener and I screwed up before, I could tell you…”
I saw her hesitating and she was about to hold back, so I insisted.
“Tell me, I need to know, Please Iris..”
My voice broke as I begged her, and I saw her break.
“Okay, but you’re not allowed to say or ask anything till I’ve finished. It will be really hard for me talking about this, and you’re the first one I will share this information with.
“Let’s sit down” she said, before she started.
I felt a little bit nervous and sat down, mouth completely shut as I prepared myself for whatever was about to come.