Choni

Back to the road

The summer of 2018 had been the most magnificent experience of my life. I shared experiences that I can't even contain the excitement about, even looking back. Toni is the energy I've always needed and longed for.
It started off the same as any decently good road trip. You know what I mean. Breaking a rule or two. Going 50 in a 40 zone. I'd always wanted to release the inner devil and I finally was given the chance.

Revving the engine with all her might, Toni really knew how to impress. I wrapped my pale arms tightly around her waist; it made me feel protected from the world. Oblivious to where she was taking me, I relaxed and allowed the wind to find its way through my red locks, which seemed to be strong reflectors of the sun.

We arrived at a lakeside cottage and my heart rate began to rapidly increase. The flashbacks of Jason's corpse began flooding back. Flash after flash, followed soon after with the vivid memories of my suicide attempt.
Suddenly, it all stopped: the thoughts, the anxiety, the flashbacks- everything. I looked down to notice a smooth hand placed gently over my heart. It was Toni's.

She made my mind feel at rest with just her touch and presence in my life. Holding me close, she assured me everything would be okay and she wanted to help me conquer my pain. In my head I knew there was nobody else I'd rather be conquering it with.