Dream Is An Alternate Universe
Evanescence
This park has always made me fall in love since I first came here. The petals of cherry blossoms always bloom beautifully, giving it a soft pink color. Sometimes it seems like a dream, sometimes it feels real. Sometimes I think, is this heaven? Yes, this place is truly as beautiful as that even I am sure that it can soften even the most hardened heart. I can even remember when I first got here and met that girl, exactly you. You sit in the middle of the garden gracefully. The white dress attached to your body is compatible with the coolness of this garden. Your black hair that was being draped gently in the wind. To be honest, I can even remember how surprised you looked when I first got here.
“You who? Why are you here?” your two black eyes that seemed to hold a lot of sadness were wide open. “Where do I know? I was suddenly here,” answered me as it is because like a new person, my knowledge of this place is very minimal.
“Oh, b-so, yes?” your voice sounded trembling after hearing my answer.
“What is this place exactly?” ask me that time.
“Garden of flowers,” You answered the question briefly. Both eyes that had been wide open, now soften when looking around.
“Taman? That only?” investigate because at that time I was still really confused.
“Well, that's all I can tell you,” you said with a smile.
“Since when are you here?” again I asked.
“Huh? Since when, huh? I don't know either. Time here is hard to define. It's a confusing place, but it's beautiful.” The change in your face from being confused to a beautiful smile made my heart beat faster.
In fact, when I imagined it like this, your smile, your mannerisms, your voice, made me want to stay here for a long time. At that time, after eighteen years of life, I only understood the feeling of falling in love that people always talk about.
“Yes, I agree this is indeed beautiful,” reply me with a big smile at you.
“I don't expect friends here ... but you know? I'm also very afraid of being alone,” you suddenly poured that out on me, “Don't get me wrong! I'm saying this because maybe you'll get out of this park sooner or later.”
“Eh, why should I get out of here anyway? It's so good to be my reality!” i'm calling you.
“For so long here can be dangerous for someone who seems to be loved in a world like you,” you threw a sentence that I could not understand at that time.
That's why I introduced myself as a diversion, “My name is Gavin. You haven't mentioned your name from earlier.”
“I'm Kyra, glad to know you. However, it would be better if you quickly leave here.” At that time I was just laughing at your expulsion sentence. No, I really don't want to leave you. “You're silly. I just came you're kicked out,” I replied with a little laugh.
“Look at it, you will definitely come out quickly,” you said back then with, hm. But in reality, our relationship grew closer as time went on because I did not lift my foot from the garden either.
Do you remember how we spent the day in this park full of warmth? Do you remember how you laughed when you seduced me? A completely different atmosphere to the present. A cold wind is circling us.
”We must end this relationship before it gets too far,” that you said before me today.
“Ending? It's just begun! What's up Kyra?” my question was answered by silence. Shut up, shut up, it seems like there's nothing more you can say. Ever since you said your decision I can't hear your laughter, let alone laugh, nor speak.
As time goes on, this place gets dirty because of the falling flower petals. However, my first love, the girl in a white dress who was staring before me, why did you not answer my question? The answer to the end of our relationship. Why does something beautiful in my life always end up like this? I don't get it. Even when the dark gradually becomes light, you have not answered. I really can't help it!
"Answer! Why does this have to end? Can't I get both? Love and the people I love?"
The girl started to open her mouth, "Gavin. It's all just a dream."
"If it's a dream, then I don't want to wake up!" my firmness.
"can't. You need to wake up" said the girl.
"Why?" In response to my response, the girl approached me and hugged me and covered my eyes with her hands. I closed my eyes reflexively. Darkened. Everything went dark. Blacker. I can't feel anything. When I opened my eyes again, a beam of white light entered my senses.
"Kyra..," I called the girl's name weakly.
"Gavin?" "You finally opened your eyes." I faintly heard the voices of others.
"Gavin, are you conscious? Matthew, Spencer, call the doctor," after asking the two humans to call the doctor, the man looked at me.
I started to collect my memories of this guy, "Sir Dennis...."
"What's wrong?" that person is none other than Dennis. I remember what happened before I woke up. Kyra, those memories, and the sakura garden. No, I still refuse if they don't really exist.
A small river started flowing down my face, "No way, Brother. She ... she ... there really is ‘ right?"
Brother Dennis hugged me, “Keep, Gavin...."
Ever since I got out of that park and woke up in a hospital bed. I still think about it. No matter the last word that seemed to be asking me to run away from him for good, I still wanted to meet him.
“Oh, Gavin. You drawing again?” Dennis walked into my room and found me drawing Kyra's figure in my memory.
“Well, as long as I still remember it, how could I possibly take it off just like that?” I answered excitedly as I remembered our happy moments.
“Huh, exactly who is that girl? Looks like you have deep feelings for her,” she asked in a slightly seductive tone.
“This ... her name is Kyra, Sister. Wait ... deep feeling?” I tried to question the meaning of the phrase ’deep feeling’ that he said earlier.
“Yes, that Kyra, is she your dark lover, huh? Even when you first regained consciousness from the coma, the name you mentioned was not one of us, but the girl,” did Kak Dennis envy because his name was not mentioned when I woke up?
“Uh, comma?” I'm comatose? How could? Is Brother Dennis making it up?
“It turns out you completely forgot everything about the incident, huh?” he snorted, then looked a little moody. I really don't understand my older brother's behavior.
“Actually, you were involved in a big accident and you suffered a lot of injuries. Then ... you were in a coma for about a month and, well, that's it,” Brother Dennis showed a sad look. Ah, it makes sense too, I can't suddenly be in the hospital with all these bandages ‘ right? However, wait, does that mean Kyra really only exists in my dreams? Why does a month feel so fast in my dreams?
“Hum, like that. He was in your dream in a coma. Have you ever met him?” he asked again.
“Only in the dream. It may sound absurd, brother. But, I really felt in love with her in that dream,” my story. Ah, the more I tell her, the more I miss her.
“Hei, Gavin! Dennis! Uh, our sister's better. Wow, look at those pictures Matthew!” Brother Spencer came in with a lot of food and a commotion.
“Yes, Spencer, I have eyes. Hey, you're drawing that pretty girl again. Who exactly is he?” now it was Matthew who approached me and observed the sketches of Kyra's face that I made.
“This is Kyra, Brother. My first love in a dream. I'm sure, one day we can meet in this reality.”
***
I don't know, his happiness now even makes my heart feel more broken. No, I don't mean hate my happy sister. My heart is sad to see him happy above ignorance. Yeah, I lied to him. He's in a coma not because of an accident, it's because of my negligence as a sister. How could I not know if he was being sniffed by his friends? How could I not notice the cry behind her sweet smile? How could I, Dennis, the eldest brother of Gavin, not know he was really in trouble in this world and so eager to end his life? So to make amends, I will fix his life.
“Hey, Gavin, you really miss that girl?” ask her.
“Actually yes, it's funny, I never met him in my sleep dream. Huh, is he the angel I met in the coma?” he snorted exasperatedly, “I miss him, but I don't want to be in a coma anymore.” I smiled hearing that answer.
“Even after he kicked you out of a dream?” candaku.
“If he doesn't kick me out, I will definitely weigh heavily on you guys,” Gavin looks rather moody.
“Oh, no, no, you never burden us,” entertain me quickly. I don't want him to be moody anymore.
“Kak, is this funny?” he suddenly asked.
“What's funny?” I answered him with a question too.
“My story. The first love in a dream that is very difficult. Doesn't this sound stupid to me, a man who turns eighteen? I even miss him once in a while, as it really happens,” he looks at me like he's asking for answers.
I smiled at him again and shook my head, “I heard it is common for people who are in old comas. They still have a bit of difficulty distinguishing reality and dreams, especially your head is injured. After all, we nobody laughs at you. Relax hm? You just need time to heal.”
“Ah, maybe it was also the effect of my injury. I want to quickly recover,” get back the spirit.
“Slow down, don't force yourself,” I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 7pm apparently. In a moment, Matthew arrived and took turns to take care of me.
“Well, where are your pictures? I'll bring some home. Matthew will bring you a new paper. I've already ordered him.”
“Map yellow it, I've collected it into one. I could already use both of my hands better, so, I cleaned up myself,” he smiled as he pointed at the yellow map on the nightstand.
“Good then,” I took the map and a little look at the pictures, “Oh, your pictures are very good. I think you should try to be a comic when you're fully recovered tomorrow.”
“I'll do it, Brother! The idea sounds interesting.”
“What ideas are interesting and you guys talk about without me?” Matthew knew he had come and resumed our conversation.
“I will make webtoon when recover later!” exclaim Gavin spirit.
“Oh! Good that! Well, Dennis can go home. I'll look after him,” Matthew pats me on the shoulder, “Rest!”
“Yes, Matthew. Bye, Gavin!” Now I'm out of Gavin's room after saying goodbye. However, I didn't go straight home because, really, I was curious about the girl in Gavin's dream who felt familiar. I want to look for her for the happiness of my own sister, am I wrong to also wish that girl was real? Because I've been in the hospital lately, I've been trying to find him around here. He may be a doctor, nurse, or hospital staff member. So I went to the receptionist.
“Goodnight, how can I help?” one of the staff greeted me.
“I feel like seeing an acquaintance of my sister in this hospital. Can you find out the guy? About like this guy. My sister wanted to see him so badly, she said, he's an old friend, so she doesn't have any contacts,” I launched my action by giving the staff a sketch of the girl in his dream Gavin who had long black hair and a soft face.
“What's his name? Maybe I can find it in the database of this room,” he asked.
“Kyra,” my answer is short.
“Complete name?”
“She doesn't remember, my sister had amneaia retrogade, so she just remembered it.”
“In a moment, yes,” the receptionist staff was looking on her computer.
“In this ward there is no one named Kyra. I expanded the search.” I can only wait patiently and wish my sister all the best.
“Oh, there is one that fits this sketch. Kyra Lunaria, she turned out to be one school with your sister, was a patient at ICU.” I nodded, well, I was there a long time while guarding Gavin.
“What now he has moved to the ward?” I ask a little expectantly.
The hospital staff sighed before giving an answer, “No. He really is a poor boy. Leaving the world without anyone accompanying him.”
“Sorry? You mean?”
“Kyra was beaten by her father and her parents no one wanted to pay the hospital bills. He died without anyone acknowledging his presence. The story has spread to all staff.” Hearing that story broke my heart for the second time today. My mind is starting to wander again. If only Gavin and Kyra had met before this all happened, would they have experienced this misfortune as well? If only I could stop the bullying that Gavin's friends are doing, they could have met. Then, if Gavin knew Kyra really existed but never returned to this world, he would definitely return sad. Forgive me, Gavin, for burying much truth behind you and yet being able to realize your wish. I can't be a good brother yet. Ii'm sorry.
***
I was still here, kneeling down and holding back tears in the middle of the garden. My legs have been reluctant to move since you left. The flowers are unceasingly aborting even after you've long gone. Do they miss you as much as I do? Are they as sad as I am? Why should I meet you this way? These tears finally spilled because I no longer have the power to hold.
"I'm sorry, Gavin. Not that I meant getting your heart hurt. Really am! You have to wake up because you still have people who love you in the world, while I? I was no longer wanted. It's for your own good. Although we both love, but the differences of this world can not accept our ego. I'm sorry I had to take you off .. sorry. I miss you too."