Excerpt from To Be Heard: Chapter 17
She slipped me a note...
Excerpt from To Be Heard: Chapter 17
She slipped me a note when I walked in the room. It read: MEET ME AT THE ABBEY AT MIDNIGHT? PLEASE?
She did say please, so I wrote back to her on the same piece of paper. BE CAREFUL NOT TO TOUCH THE WALL, THERE’S A BRAND NEW COAT OF PAINT.
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At midnight I walked into the Abbey Bar and found an empty table in the back. Nicolette came in a few minutes later. She ordered two beers and two shots, and brought them back to the table. Then she put two yellow pills beside the beers. We did the shots, chased it with the pills, and then chased it with the beers; our eyes locked the whole time like a couple of card sharks. She looked away first.
“You know I’m never like this.” She said. “I don’t like being like this. I don’t want to be like this. I’ve been like this since that night.”
I didn’t know what to say, so I didn’t say anything.
“I wanted to know what dying feels like.”
“I’m not following, you wanted to commit suicide?”
“No, I just wanted the feeling. If I died then everything disappears with me, so instead of dying, I just made everything I know disappear.”
