Why Are You Doing This?

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I woke up feeling very uncomfortable. It felt as though I was... lying on the floor? What?

I immediately got up and looked around. I was in the middle of my school. It was lit up like it was still active, but no one was there. It was completely silent. I suddenly heard footsteps behind me. I turned around and saw Monika approaching me with a smile.

"Monika?"

"Hey Danny. Did you miss me?"

I felt a sudden warmth in my heart. I ran to her and hugged her.

"Yes, I did."

"I missed you too. And well, I wanted to show you something. Follow me."

I followed her as she went into the band hall. From there we started heading towards the music room. I could hear the piano playing as we approached.

"Where are we going," I asked.

"You'll see."

When we got to the music room, Monika slowly opened the door, revealing the other side. I saw us her and I at the piano. This must've been when she taught me how to play part of "Your Reality."

"You remember this," she asked.

"Yeah, I remember. Wow... I had thought about it before, but now it feels like I'm actually reliving it."

"You want to?"

"What? Can we do that?"

"Yeah. As long as you remember."

She held my hand and I followed her to the piano. As we approached, the memory versions of ourselves slowly disappeared. We took their places and sat at the piano.

"Do you remember how it goes," she asked.

She nodded and played the first part while she sang along.

"Every day, I imagine a future where I can be with you." She smiled at me after she finished.

"Do you remember how to start," she asked.

"Uhh... let me see."

I knew it started with three G keys in the fourth octave, so I started pressing around to try and find it. After I pressed about three keys, Monika moved my hand to where it needed to be.

"Ah, thanks."

She smiled at me. "Mhmm."

I started trying to play it. After I couple of tries I got through the first part

She smiled. "You got it!"

"I mean, I guess. Even if I got the piano though, I could never sing as nice as you."

"Have you tried it?"

"Well..."

Yes. I have. On many occasions actually... I just don't have a singing voice.

"Yeah. A couple of times actually."

No, no, not a couple of times. Tons.

"I'm sure you sound great! How about I play and you sing?"

"I... I don't know."

"Come on. I'll sing with you too."

"Ah, alright, let's do it."

She started the song. When it got ready for us to sing, I let my voice flow along with hers.

Every day, I imagine a future where I can be with you

In my hand is a pen that will write a poem of me and you

The ink flows down into a dark puddle

Just move your hand - write the way into his heart!

But in this world of infinite choices

What will it take just to find that special day?

What will it take just to find that special day?

Have I found everybody a fun assignment to do today?

When you're here, everything that we do is fun for them anyway

When I can't even read my own feelings

What good are words when a smile says it all?

And if this world won't write me an ending,

What will it take just for me to have it all?

Does my pen only write bitter words for those who are dear to me?

Is it love if I take you, or is it love if I set you free?

The ink flows down into a dark puddle

How can I write love into reality?

If I can't hear the sound of your heartbeat,

What do you call love in your reality?

And in your reality, if I don't know how to love you

I'll leave you be

She ended the song with the last bit of piano. We actually sounded pretty good, but it was probably because Monika had the most angelic voice, which most likely overthrew my voice jay could barely hold a pitch.

"Ah, I wish we could've done this together when you were with me."

"Me too. I love you Danny. You know that, right?"

I smiled at her. "Yes, I do. I love you too Monika."

"Danny..." she started to tear up.

"Monika?"

She threw herself onto me and hugged me. "You wouldn't put anyone between us would you?"

"No, of course not."

"If we had he chance to be together again, would you take it?"

"I..."

It was very subtle, but I could tell she started to cry a little more after I seemed hesitant.

I hugged her tighter and nodded. "Of course I would. You mean everything to me Monika. I'd never choose anyone over you."

She looked at me and smiled with tears in her eyes. "Thank you."

I hugged her again. I slowly felt myself gaining s grip on reality. It was like this world of a memory was disappearing. I was being taken back to where I belonged.

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