The chirping of birds filled my ears as I struggled to flutter my eyes open. ๐๐ช๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ช๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ข๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ? Also, the bed was heavy. Although I was facing away, I knew Hannah was still fast asleep behind meโor rather beside me. The shining of the soft sun still made it difficult to open my eyes. Groaning, I reached over and grabbed the clock and brought it to my face. It was 07:00 on a Sunday. As far as I was concerned, this was a miracle. I hadn't woken up this early in the morning in so long, more so before Hannah.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ Swings and waves and the sand and crabsโbaby crabs. These pictures in my mind; like I lived a double life. Moving on, with certainty and my eyes barely opened, I thought what I needed was a change of scenery to avoid getting boggled up trying to squeeze my brain for something on my next sculpture. I laid on my back and switched the clock for my mobile sat on the nightstand. Adjusting the brightness of my mobile phone, I made a search on the Museum of Ms's opening hours; it was going to open on 10:00.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ Sitting up, I felt as though I could use a little time on the patio swing until I decide to wake Hannah later. However, we didn't have a patio swing. We lived in a city apartment where my girlfriend and I could barely fit in the bathroom and there were more doors than windows. This could no way be a cosy bungalow. I didn't need to linger over such intrusive thought, I needed to make a quick breakfast and wake Hannah up. Then propose my idea of going to the museum where I celebrated a milestone and celebrated it with her especially. I hoped she wouldn't think this was out of the blue or worse: tell me to go by myself. I seemed like a little boy, but a little boy who was a joy to behold.
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I wiped off my hands on my apron and took it off. That didn't take long but it really wasn't much. Proceeding to our bedroom, I sat on her side and gently shook her. ''Hannah,'' I called.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ She peeked at me with one eye under her hair and squinted. ''Good Lord, how long was I asleep? What time is it?''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''It's only 7:30, babe,'' I said, almost smirking.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ As if astonished, she quickly pulled herself up. ''It's what? You're joking.''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''I'm not, I swear,'' I said, chuckling at her disbelief.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''Why should we be up this early on a Sunday morning, man.'' She rubbed her face while her rhetorical question echoed in my head. I was contemplating whether this was my cue to ask her about our supposed museum trip.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''I made breakfast, it's just the clichรฉ bacon and eggs. Maybe we should go grocery shopping later, what do you think?'' This wasn't exactly the question I was hoping to ask, but it came almost instinctively.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''Aw thanks, Andy. Something's got to you, huh,'' she replied, getting up, but ignoring my question or perhaps leaving it for later.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ I went ahead of her as she washed her face while I readied the plates. I was already sat down when she groggily appeared.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''So, you woke us up this early so we can go grocery shopping, that right?'' she clarified, finally taking her seat. ''And, man, I feel like I'm high or dreaming, I need some water,'' she added, giggling to herself.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ Dreaming. I had a strange dream, that must have explained the images popping up in my head. Most of which I'd already forgotten, unfortunately. But how important were my dreams, unless I had Freud to interpret it all for me?
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ Handing her a glass of water, she nodded as she took the glass from me. I asked, ''You aren't sick, are you?''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''Oh, no, I definitely can go grocery shopping with you. Don't worry, babe,'' she reassured me, evidently misinterpreting my concern.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''Well,'' I tried to begin while I'd barely swallowed my food. ''I was actually thinking if we could pass by the museum, it is along the way.''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''Your Lady sculpture!'' She pointed a fork at me and showed a reminiscent smile. ''Is it open? We definitely should pay her a visit.''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ I simpered at her enthusiasm and replied, ''Yeah, it's open from 10 AM to 5 PM.''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ Wiping the sides of her mouth with a napkin, she said with a beaming smile, ''Great! So, we can go around say... lunchtime, yeah?''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ Refraining from protesting and insisting going earlier like I'd hoped, I stretched my closed lips and gave her subtle reluctant nods.
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After shutting the trunk filled with groceries, I walked away and she strode to me and locked one arm around mine while the other swayed freely on her side.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ Shielding her eyes from the bright sun with her free hand, she turned towards me and said, ''We really should have brought the umbrella, huh.''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ I found myself paying no attention to her and continued on with my decisive steps. She would look around as if she was looking for a place to stop by; like a car on a road-trip running out of gas and looking out for a stop. There weren't many people out like there would typically be on a good Sunday.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ We finally arrived at the museum and Hannah pointed at the fast-food a few blocks away and suggested we eat lunch there after we visit the museum and that she was starving.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ They didn't charge us admission as it was a benefit for having my artwork displayed as a permanent exhibit. It was only a little over three years old, but I was pretty sure my Lady was going to outlive me.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ I was a fresh graduate and, to be frank, no academic honour could top being granted the permanent exhibit. It was like a lotto; hoping to be granted that out of nearly a hundred other hopefuls. But at the same time, it had to be earned and so, I'd like to think I earned it.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ When the news first broke to me, immediately after I had arranged it all, I invited my family. However, I made the mistake of mentioning Hannah, a waitress then, and that she was coming and a romance was indeed blossoming between us. But was it really a mistake when the toxic people finally voluntarily cuts off from my life? My only younger sibling and little sister, Emily, was an exception, though. She stuck with me through thick and thin; like I stuck with her against our brat older siblings.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ On that special day, Hannah's presence felt enough for me anyway. I could only imagine the anxiety my family would've brought to spoil that day for me. One supportive person was enough for me. I would've loved Emily to have come as well, but she was on a long-planned vacation and my good news broke unexpectedly; as I never really would've expected it.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ The day after my Lady was showed at the exhibit, Hannah baked a cake inspired by itโand she was by no means a baker. From my Lady's seashell crown to her clear veil that goes smoothly and seamlessly over her crown, face, and then down to her ocean-like dress which ends into the hem that is spume-like. However, it was less of a sculpture that you'd expect on 'Cake Wars' or any other food baking reality TV competition, and more of a drawing over a plain cake with all the frosting she could find. ''I had to colour in the Lady, I know the beautiful grey-white of she is what gives it mystique, but well--'' I hushed her and told her it was okay, it was beautiful, and it was enough. She continued with a shy smile, ''Glad you like it!''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ I was obviously reminiscing the good times and began to tear upโas corny as that was. In the corner of my eye, I saw Hannah look away from my Lady and to me, and somehow got the idea that I was being reminded of the hurt my family caused me then; which was only half-true at most.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''Oh, Andy,'' she called in a worried tone. Wrapping into my arm and rubbing my back, she continued, ''You know they don't deserve you, right? It's their loss.''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ I just nodded at her and barely responded with: ''Yeah, you're right.''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''Absolutely... And you'll always have me, I'll always be right here.'' She was then rubbing both my back and arm which she was clinging on but at the same time felt like she was slowly tugging at as well. '' Maybe a good meal will take your mind off of those memories, yeah?''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ I showed her a slow blink in approval and looked away to give out a discreet exasperated breathโ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ง๐ณ๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐'๐ฎ ๐จ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. Although, not explicitly spoken ofโor even acknowledged internallyโthen, I was indeed getting riled up by her worries, and she disconcerted me.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ Succumbing to her suggestions, which almost felt like demands, I brought my hand down to clasp hers and pulled her to the way to the exit. Desperately hiding the disappointment in my face. I had really wanted to look at my Lady a little while longer.
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At the fast-food restaurant, she ordered a double-patty burger and a banana & chocolate shake. I don't remember what I ordered, just as I don't remember anymore exactly why I even invited her out.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ All I remember was her response to me. ''Maybe you should see a psychologist, Andy,'' she, the girl I needed most and all I really had, said to me that day,
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''I don't know what I should do with you,'' I say.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''Why do you think you should anything with me?'' Juno wonders.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''I need you but--''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''But what, Andy?''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ I look up at her with furrowed brows. We were seated on the floor, but a holographic floor. I look behind her and the walls are holographic, too. Swirls of silver and pink and blue cloud my vision; with my every head movement, they distort along. I stand up and am well aware of my footsteps, but I feel it would be more appropriate if I were floating instead.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''How do I float here?'' I ask Juno, who is behind me, away from my sight.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''What are you talking about, Andy?''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''How to float...'' I trail off, evidently losing my train of thought.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''No, about the doing and the needing?'' she reminds me, pulling my left shoulder to face her.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ We are both standing and facing each other now, but in an empty white-walled room. Only a burnt-out lightbulb between and above us.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ I finally look her in her brown eyes. ''I just wanted inspiration, Juno. That's all I needed so I can do.''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''Do what?''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ I point out a window where my Lady sculpture was. I want to go out and look at her closely, however, there aren't any doors.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''We can go out through the window?'' Juno says as if reading my mind.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ We start on our endless stride towards my Lady sculpture. I want Juno to know about my family and their lack of support. I want to tell her about Hannah and how she's always been there for me. ๐๐ข๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ญ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ?
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ Juno brushes her flowing dark locks away from her face and shows me her clear face to tell me that she understands. ''No man is an island,'' she adds a classic quote.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''Thank you,'' I say back and I am met with her left-cheek dimple again.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''You may not find the words yet, but feel free...'' she trails off and gestures to a short wooden platform on the grass; a mic stand propped right in the middle.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''But where's the mic?'' I ask as she spins around in her white Sunday dress and presents me a microphone.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ ''Wireless,'' she points out with an excited smile. ''So that you won't get tangled, Andy.''
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ I laugh at her jokeโif it is a joke anywayโand walk backwards to the tiny stage, with all my attention intently on her.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ Placing my mic on the mic stand, I look at her for reassurance. She sits comfortably on the soft green grass and flashes me a smile.
โโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ โโโโ I don't care if this mic is connected to an amplifier nearby. I let a satisfied sigh from me be the first thing the microphone picks up.