In Electio: The choice (unedited)

Chapter three: The Apology & Tyler

She is smiling like heaven is down on earth

Sun is shining so bright on her

And all her wishes have finally come true

And her heart is weeping. 

This happiness is killing her.

Is crushing her.

Lyrics by: H.I.M. – Right here in my arms

 Chapter three: The Apology & Tyler

“Dad, I need to get to Doctor Hunt’s house, and seeing as you two are great friends, I’m positive you know how to direct me there.” I state hoping that Ivy is visiting with him today. I’m willing to take a chance of her not being there.

I watch his face go from confusion to a smirk; he knows something happened, meaning that he was right about taking Ivy to the bar. I wish he hadn’t been correct about that, but he was. Corva was acting like such a jealous bitch last night.

“I’m going to assume you want it to go see Ivy?” He asks moving closer and grabbing a piece of thin charcoal starting to scribble a map. Thankfully I have grown up in this house my whole life and know most of where the trails lead to.

“Yes I do. I have to get to her today and the hospital is closed. I can at least hope that she’s over at her father’s visiting, and if not then, that he will possibly guide me to her home.” I explain taking the little sturdy light wood plank out of his hand with the map inscriptions on it. I doesn’t look like  a far walk from here.

“Do I want to know what happened?” He asks crossing his arms over his chest.

“Nope.” I reply walking out of the front door, off the porch and down the front steps into the muddy water.

 I wave him off and start walking down the opposite path from my town, where the trees will continue to be green the whole time. The Pure Eye’s trees sometimes have little fruits that grow on the branches. I like picking them off and eating them, but sadly it’s not that time. The moon is rising early, with heavy rain, and winds are picking up.

I can’t help but think back to what happened last night at the bar with Ivy. She said, ‘she wanted to get to know me.’ And yet she fucking took off. It is understandable ‘why’ she left last night… I just wish she wouldn’t have. I found myself staying up late thinking about her and her round ass all night. That damn woman is making me crazy; I’m finding myself wanting to be around her ALL the time.

I look down at my map trying to make out what the next course is going to be. The charcoal is smudged right on the next trail. I look up taking in where I’m at exactly. I have explored these woods my whole life so figuring out which turn to take should be easy enough. To my left I know if I go that way for long enough I’ll fall down a cliff where the mud slide took out some trees and created a horrible death cliff. The Pure Eye’s refuse to fix it saying, ‘it’s all natural causes’.

Whatever the hell that means, to my left that path leads me off towards the boarder where most of the Dements are probably getting drunk, but the path in front of me leads on to a Pure Eye block off houses. I can’t imagine the doctor living in one of them though. He is highly respected through all communities, even on the Dement side for healing.

The old ways of healing practices are uncommon among any of us now. The sorceress didn’t leave much space for passing down any of her spells or healing rituals. My mother has learned some of the old ways of healing and rituals from her grandmother. The Pure Eyes look up to my grandmother sorceress for many reasons. If you ask me she wasn’t on either side, she made everyone this way, and in so doing making no one unique.