Chapter 20. Snoop
The original goal of treatment for DID was integration- making the separated personalities into one. However, if that wasn't possible, a harmonious coexistence between Uno and Blaze would be more than enough. Neither integration nor coexistence would occur if she wouldn't be able to come to terms with her traumatic experience. At present, we had zero clue with what happened to her past to make her this way.
To my inner Uno and Blaze who never left me alone.
Chapter 2. ArrangementIt has begun to rain. The water cascaded against the glass window like waterfalls. While nature moved outside and people were being drenched, I was frozen solid in front of Uno, wondering if I heard her right. Though we were ensconced in the restaurant, and the rain was nothing but a backdrop, I could still smell it coming from her.
Chapter 3. New HomeUno and Mr. Meyer agreed to meet at a later date to settle the paper works. I could barely listen to their conversation. My thoughts were elsewhere, particularly to my mom. I always knew I was adopted. Though I've forgotten my life in the adoption home, I've accepted that my biological parents didn't want me. That was why I was grateful to mom for giving me a good life.
Chapter 4. DenialsIt was just like a movie. Uno, the dashing heroine from the story, was bravely holding on to the chandelier when its cords snapped. I could do nothing but watch as her laughter turned to screaming. Like all movies, however, the protagonist couldn't die. The fans would get mad. The audience would get sad. Such was the faith of Uno as she fell on the oversized cream sofa instead of the floor.
Chapter 5. BlazeLike the past few weeks, sleep was a luxury I couldn't afford. I've slept for maybe three hours, and that was it. Things kept piling. Mom's death, moving houses, living under a celebrity's roof, Uno's weirdness, and lately, the hidden door in her bedroom. It was enough to make me sit on my bed in the wee hours of the morning, a nagging headache on my temple.
Chapter 6. AssumptionsAt one point in their lives, people have kept secrets. I remember when Carter attempted his first lock picking. He'd done it countless times on dummy locks, but it was his first real attempt to break into someone's secret compartment, which turned out to be his sister's drawer in the closet. I wasn't there to witness it. He told me later that the closet was half-filled with homemade porn stash. He regretted knowing
Chapter 7. ChanceTo what extent did religious practices require a person to seclude herself from the rest of the world? As far as I could tell, Uno hasn't resurfaced in the land of the living for weeks. Her lockdown was still in effect. I was worried, and I wasn't the type to worry. She did eat. The tray that I continuously placed in front of her room was clean whenever I returned to retrieve it. Yet I was still worried.
Chapter 8. PretenseIt wasn't everyday that I got to save someone famous. It wasn't everyday that she asked me out for dinner. Uno didn't really count, did she? I've sort of known her all my life because of mom. As Carter said, it was like having an honorary sister. Bianca in the meantime was a stranger to me. It was surreal to have her by my side.
Chapter 20. SnoopThe original goal of treatment for DID was integration- making the separated personalities into one. However, if that wasn't possible, a harmonious coexistence between Uno and Blaze would be more than enough. Neither integration nor coexistence would occur if she wouldn't be able to come to terms with her traumatic experience. At present, we had zero clue with what happened to her past to make her this way.
Chapter 19. FeelingsI entered the room to find an unconscious person on the floor and another girl near her. If this was a crime scene, Blaze would be suspect number one. I kneeled beside Bianca to check if she was still breathing. Though it was shallow and strained, she was alive and well. I breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter 18. SabotageIt was funny how a couple of words can turn hundreds of screaming people to silence."I'm madly in love with someone."That was all it took to hush everyone who were participating and watching the show. But if a person begged to differ, it was me and my heart. It was racing uncontrollably against my chest, ready to burst like an overinflated balloon. Though Blaze has glanced away,
Chapter 17. ConfessionBlaze was an artist, but to me she was also an art. As with all art, she was a series of complexities. She evoked my emotions. It was with her that I wanted to lose myself in. It was with her that I've never been more scared not to be found. She was her and yet she wasn't. She was art, and she was perfectly imperfect.
Chapter 16. DeeperOne of my first memories was of mom. It wasn't the day of adoption. I was too young to recall that. Rather, it was her telling me about my adoption. As a young girl, I remembered standing in front of a clothes store, staring at a lovely red dress that was my size. We went in and bought the dress. Then she told me I was adopted.
Chapter 15. Green EyedIt would have been nice to stay with Uno like that for a little while longer. To have our body pressed into one another. However, the elevator had other ideas. The lights eventually flickered open. Either the generator of the building was activated, or power has returned. I blinked rapidly, trying to adjust my eyes with the glare. Coming from a pitch dark elevator, it was peculiar to suddenly see again.
Chapter 14. FallingUno had no intention of leaving anytime soon. Once her identity came out, all traces of Blaze were gone. I was missing Blaze, but I was also curious with Uno. Maybe she was trying hard to look stubborn and inpatient in front of me when in fact she was the opposite. Or maybe it was just me expecting more from her when I shouldn't.
Chapter 13. UnoDoctor Sanders told me from our last meeting that dealing with patients who suffered from dissociative identity disorder, or DID, was going to be tricky. I'd never know which identity would come forth, which was why I shouldn't stress myself regarding the changes. In our case, Blaze was always the one who would greet me early in the morning.
Chapter 12. DeeperIt has been a week after I've discovered about Blaze and Uno's separate identities. During those days, Uno hasn't shown herself yet. I was more than happy to keep it that way. I didn't want to play any favorites, but I wasn't sure how to deal with Uno's crabbiness. I might say or do something to upset her. Not having her around was best for now.