There Is Another Sky (Cont.)
(Previously)
Then happened inside of him; Justin's fear liquefied into something else. It was a confused anger that demanded answers. Justin got up from his seat and looked at the girl who had shuffled him around the strange city with an aggressive glare.
Justin leaned in close, "I need to talk to you."
She looked at him with her own fierce look, but her's was cold and inquisitive in great contrast with his hot and threatening one.
Justin answered her with nothing but a curt nod and one word, "Outside."
They left the cafe, Justin pushing the girl forward. They walked around the back of the building. She leaned against the wall and sipped her coffee. "Now what is this all about?" She was clearly annoyed; her mouth hung on the last word.
"What the hell is wrong with the sky!?"
That question only seemed to intensify her foul mood. "Nothing."
"What the hell are you talking about, of course there is something wrong, its orange for god's fucking sake!"
She threw her arms up, "Of course its orange, it has always been orange and will always be orange. How and why would it be any other color?"
"Well where I come from, the sky is blue," now Justin was getting frustrated too, "A nice, light blue, NOT FUCKING ORANGE."
Great, I have a crazy. She told me I was going to be getting the tool I needed. Carrying around this dead weight is going to be hell. Better make nice, it'll easy things over.
"Whats your name kid?" Her voice took on a different, kinder tone.
"Justin," he spat, "Whats your's?"
"Lucy."
The girl who identified herself as Lucy took off her sunglasses and looked right into Justin's eyes.
"Nice to meet you Justin. Is your sky really blue?"
This was their first real eye contact. They continued to stare at each other's eyes. After a moment or two, Justin answered her with a simple yes.
And against her reasoning, Lucy believed him. It was his eyes that gave her what she really wanted - she could see it - he wasn't lying to her.
For the first time, Lucy saw someone as an equal, someone who was scared to death, but could manage that fear and use it and all of his abilities just as adequately as before. He could push past his emotions.
"Then there is one simple explanation - there is another sky."
Justin gulped, while this thought had been sitting in the pack of his head this entire time, it just seemed to absurd to him to be possibly true. Justin thought he was asleep or possibly in a coma or hallucinating. But to be under another sky, in another world. Impossible. "And what makes you say that?"
This is all fucking impossible.
Yet little did he know, many impossible things were about to unfold right before his eyes.
Then happened inside of him; Justin's fear liquefied into something else. It was a confused anger that demanded answers. Justin got up from his seat and looked at the girl who had shuffled him around the strange city with an aggressive glare.
Justin leaned in close, "I need to talk to you."
She looked at him with her own fierce look, but her's was cold and inquisitive in great contrast with his hot and threatening one.
Justin answered her with nothing but a curt nod and one word, "Outside."
They left the cafe, Justin pushing the girl forward. They walked around the back of the building. She leaned against the wall and sipped her coffee. "Now what is this all about?" She was clearly annoyed; her mouth hung on the last word.
"What the hell is wrong with the sky!?"
That question only seemed to intensify her foul mood. "Nothing."
"What the hell are you talking about, of course there is something wrong, its orange for god's fucking sake!"
She threw her arms up, "Of course its orange, it has always been orange and will always be orange. How and why would it be any other color?"
"Well where I come from, the sky is blue," now Justin was getting frustrated too, "A nice, light blue, NOT FUCKING ORANGE."
Great, I have a crazy. She told me I was going to be getting the tool I needed. Carrying around this dead weight is going to be hell. Better make nice, it'll easy things over.
"Whats your name kid?" Her voice took on a different, kinder tone.
"Justin," he spat, "Whats your's?"
"Lucy."
The girl who identified herself as Lucy took off her sunglasses and looked right into Justin's eyes.
"Nice to meet you Justin. Is your sky really blue?"
This was their first real eye contact. They continued to stare at each other's eyes. After a moment or two, Justin answered her with a simple yes.
And against her reasoning, Lucy believed him. It was his eyes that gave her what she really wanted - she could see it - he wasn't lying to her.
For the first time, Lucy saw someone as an equal, someone who was scared to death, but could manage that fear and use it and all of his abilities just as adequately as before. He could push past his emotions.
"Then there is one simple explanation - there is another sky."
Justin gulped, while this thought had been sitting in the pack of his head this entire time, it just seemed to absurd to him to be possibly true. Justin thought he was asleep or possibly in a coma or hallucinating. But to be under another sky, in another world. Impossible. "And what makes you say that?"
This is all fucking impossible.
Yet little did he know, many impossible things were about to unfold right before his eyes.