Contraclockwise

"Is this true?" I asked. I can't believe of what I have read on the posts on the social media account of the two writers that I met, Sketch and Doodle. I read again the post of Sketch.

Guys, there will be no update for this coming weekdays, I'll try on weekends. Sorry, I'm quite busy in school.

I thought of something, not because there will be no update on his story but because of his post however I can't remember where I read it before. Then, I read what Doodle had posted.

No update for today because I am not done but I might update tomorrow however it wasn't that sure.

I suddenly remember my story and I read the last scene that I wrote; same words, same scenarios and same comments like how I read their posts. I doubt quite a bit but really it amazed me which I don't know why. That is why I read some of their last few posts and it was quite surreal which leads to a coincidental from the turn of events on what their real life is and on what I wrote. I won't pay any attention to what is going on because I know it wouldn't happen however my attention was caught on one of the comments under the posts of Sketch that truly made my heart pound and I can't just push it aside. I also looked at the last live video that Doodle with his best friend which made me to get nervous. It seems like my suspicion is true... the things that I'm writing is coming true when there are real people that's involved on my story however I need to investigate this.

*Cataclysm Chapter 02

Cyclone decided to message Avalanche and Sandstorm the famous writers to have a brainstorming about her story. She decided to show herself to the writers she really salute even though she doesn't want to. After a week, no reply from Avalanche, which is, she's used to but she saw a response from Sandstorm.

"Why meet? If we can just chat?" Sandstorm says.

"Oh, yeah! Why meet, Cyclone?" she sarcastically asked herself. She starts to type and sends her message. "I need your ideas and I need your reply immediately so bad!"

"I see... Its fine with me but when?" replied Sandstorm.

She felt delighted. "As soon as possible, please. Can I ask a favor?"

"What is it?"

"Please, convince and bring Avalanche with you. Thank you."*

I already saw Sketch and Doodle sitting on the cafeteria that we talked about. I can see Sketch getting impatient already.

"Are we going to wait for so long on this Abstract? I still have a lot of things to do." Sketch said in annoyance.

I am sitting on the empty side of where they are sitting at. I noticed that Doodle just look at him. The truth is, I'm already waiting for them for a long time yet because they were late, I decided to walk outside for awhile. Sketch was about to stand when Doodle stop him.

"Let's wait for awhile." Doodle said which made Sketch sit irritably.

I inhale to boost my confidence. I'm near Doodle a few inches away from him. "I'm already here, waiting for you about two hours ago." I said without even looking at them. Honestly, it was more than two hours already to be exact yet I understand why they were late. I looked at them, it was obvious on their reaction that they are stunned, maybe because they didn't expect that it's a girl that they were about to meet. I smiled. "Hi! I'm Abstract. Abstract Wrightwood." I said as I wave.

"What's this about brainstorming that you are talking about?" Sketch asked right away.

"For my story, it has been a week that I haven't able to finish." I replied. "It's a bit difficult to explain but the events that I write were actually coming true." I hesitantly said.

Sketch sigh. "It's just all coincidence, don't take it seriously." he said then stood up and walk away.

Doodle look at Sketch and follow where he go until he is out of sight. I smile and chuckle a bit. "He'll be back, around five minutes he'll be here again." I said to Doodle confidently without looking at him.

"How sure are you?" Doodle asked.

I reached something on the table and showed it to him. "He forgot this. How will you drive if you forgot the keys on your car?" I asked with a smirk.

Sketch gasped and out of breath when he came back and tried to snatched the key that I hold. "If you get this, for sure the car near your car will explode and before you'll be able to get out of the parking. Now, sit and listen to what I'm going to say."

"And why would I listen to you?" Sketch asked.

I smile. "You went out annoyed because you really don't want to go here but when you were near your car you found out that you don't have your keys so you said to yourself 'Come on! How can I forget my keys on the table! This hobby playing the keys on my hands should stop.' am I right?" I saw how shocked he is just by looking his eyes. "Now, when you sit, that waitress will accidentally bump a customer, and there will be a commotion over there. They will ask for manager and the manager will apologize to the customer." After stating it, Sketch sat down and everything, what I said came true. I witness how amazed Doodle is while I saw how confused Sketch is. I stood up. "Come on, let's go out." after saying that I pulled Sketch to stand. "This is your key also give us a ride. We will go somewhere."

Sketch wasn't talking while driving, I can see on Doodle eyes how amazed he is while we travel, seeing a fine nature is really amazing while I seldom talk just to point where we have to move. I noticed Sketch glanced at me.

"Do you have anything to say, Mr. Driver." I joked.

"Where are we really going?" Sketch asked.

I smiled. "I'm actually kidnapping both of you and you two are willing victim."

Sketch stepped on the breaks and it made a big screech of the car. "What?!" they both asked.

"Is this real?" I ask myself. I can't believe what I've seen. I saw the name, Abstract Wrightwood on the long lists of the names who pass the board exam. I went back to the parking lot as if nothing, I saw my friend Master who's leaning on his car while smiling.

"I told you, you're going to pass!" he said.

"Yes, the name of Abstract Wrightwood was there." I commented as if I am not happy.

"Hmm? Why are you sad?"

I smiled. "Who's sad? It's not just Abstract Wrightwood who's name was on the lists, not on the list of top ten of passers for Pediatric Neurology Licensure but top five, five!" I said proudly.

He smiled sweetly at me. "By the way, who's this Abstract Wrightwood, are you talking about?"

"I don't know but I'm super happy for this Abstract Wrightwood." I reply with my lips all smile.

"Let's stop this crazy conversation Dr. Abstract Wrightwood! Treat me!" he said then he open the car for me.

I glared at him. "Next time Architect Master Meander, you're the one who's working for so long already." I complain.

He chuckled. "Fine, it's always on me, hop on."

While on the way, a long silence will be heard between us so I smiled at him, he smiled back and sighed. "Tell me, Rackie! If you think I don't notice, you always glance at me. You're hungry, right?"

I look at him. "Your quiet..."

He laughed. "I just don't know if I'll say what I have in my mind." He said then he stop because of the indicator of the traffic lights. He look at me. "This is your fault! I told you, I saw your name on the internet where they posts the results, you don't believe me. You sure want to be certain!"

He drive again. "I have to!" I shortly replied. Since the ride is long and he knew I won't talk to him while he drives, he turn on his playlist. The first song played, Passenger Seat by Stephen Speaks and I sang while writing story.

I hissed. "Oh, please Rackie! It's okay to be quiet the entire journey, just don't startle me." Master commented.

I sigh. "Sorry, it's because the flow of the story I am writing is lame." I sadly said. He glance at me so I read the story out loud.

*Cataclysm Teaser

Avalanche is currently writing a thrilling story, which made him known and had a lot of readers and fans in an instant while he's chilling and reading the story of Sandstorm, he fell asleep. Avalanche is a fan of Sandstorm which he doesn't deny, he even introduce Sandstorm to his readers just to continue what Sandstorm's begun.*

I saw that he think of something. "Why don't you do the style you usually do? It seems like your narration style there isn't you." He said.

"I have one but it's already chapter one." I said hesitantly.

"Read it for me, please..."

*Cataclysm Chapter 01

I'm walking on the hallway of the school to pay the books I need. Everyone is busy talking to their old friends, some for their newfound friends and what makes me agitated is it seems someone is following me and it seems someone is watching me every corner of the school. It makes me feel uneasy.

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After paying off the books I needed, since I don't have any class anymore and I hate staying on the campus on first day of class, I drove home. My energy evaporated by introducing myself earlier, in addition to that, some of my fellow students asks me about my name, why am I quiet? Do I have a girlfriend? And way a lot than I imagine.

I'm finally home, no one's at home today so, I'm alone but this is just occasionally. I sat on the couch and lean, look up the ceiling and close my eyes. I can feel the air coming from the windows; it's refreshing, natural air makes me calm. I suddenly open my eyes; I didn't expect I'd fell asleep. I felt someone is looking at me so I turned my head 12 o'clock to look at the open window there. A sound of a car begun and drive away instantly. I had an headache from the sudden turn I've done. Maybe it's just my imagination so I lean back to the couch and close my eyes.

"Lance, remove your eyeglasses if you want to sleep and go to your room." I heard my mom's voice.

"I'm not sleeping mom." I replied.

She sighed. "Look Avalanche, if you don't change and remove your shoes don't go home yet." she sounds pissed.

I smile. "Mom, is anything wrong?"

"Lance, your father--"

I stood up. "What happened to dad?"

"No, not your dad but your father--"

"Stop right there!" I said without thinking but I realized what I've said. "I'm sorry mom, I didn't mean to say that." I apologize. "Look, that man has nothing to do with you and me. My dad is my only father, period." I said. I gather all of the things I brought home from school then went upstairs to lock myself on my room.

"Sorry guys, no updates for now... I have a lot on my plate right now that I need to finish, maybe this weekend but I'm not sure." this is what I post on my Facebook account.

I'm not in the mood to study nor to write story because I'm thinking what does this so-called my biological father wants? Why now? I don't need him, we don't need him. He left without a word for years, he promise not to contact us and never see us but what now? I felt someone is watching me from afar but I guess, my imagination once again. I remove my shoes and change my clothes. I smell something good so I went downstairs, I felt hungry so my feet knew where to go. I saw my mother cooking, she cried its noticeable. "Mom, don't waste your time talking to that man ever again, he'll just hurt you, us if we'll trust him again."

"You don't understand, Lance."

"What doesn't I understand? It's obvious, mom!"

She starts to cry. "Your father saved me from shame! He's not your real father. Your biological father is your dad!"

I can't believe what I've heard. I just can't.*

"We're here." He said.

"So soon? Anyway, I'll just re-write this..." I said.

He smiled. "You don't have to... Meeting Avalanche is nice. I have to go now, I'll treat you next time, I have a meeting with a client."

I just nod. I smile to myself. "Nice meeting you, Avalanche! Let's start your story this week."

It seems that there's someone following me recently.

This is what I read on Sketch post on his social media, the handsome famous writer I've known.

The party poppers that the patients popped the moment I went inside the hospital startled me. My patients were smiling at me.

"Congratulations for passing the board exam, Dra. Rackie. You really bring the bacon!" the nurses happily said. I chuckled when they used the Filipino accent because they don't speak that way.

"Don't English me, I'm nosebleed." I replied in broken English. "Thank you. Now, kids go back to your romms please... the Director may get mad when he saw all of you here." I reminded them. They follow what I said. I paused for a while from receiving their artworks as my gift when I saw the director of the hospital. "Go back to your rooms, I'll do my rounds later and collect your gifts." I said then the nurses were assists the kids back to their rooms. I involuntarily inhale when I saw him coming towards me. Director Art the one who's known for being strict and I was one of those whom he made a sample when it was my first come here for my internship. I secretly gulped when he was right in front of me.

"Dr. Wrightwood, why are you here? Isn't it you should be celebrating with your family?" he asked with full confusion.

"Uh... Director, did you allow me?" I joked on reply to cover up my nervousness.

He smiled. "Yes, go home for today and report to work tomorrow. I know your family wants to celebrate the success of their daughter." He said. He was about to go when he turn around again. "Congratulations, Dr. Abstract Wrightwood, you nerve-rocking girl!" I was stunned of what I witness, I didn't expect him smiling, well... he's always poker face. I was about to breathe when he went back. "By the way, I can give you a ride." He offers.

I just smiled. "I have my car, Director. I can go home safely, thank you." I respectfully decline.

"I see... Okay, see you tomorrow." He said with his poker face again.

I visited my patients first to say thank you from their warm welcome earlier. I received a lot of artworks from them and gifts from their parents and guardians. I wasn't able to refuse those given gift because they were insisting. I went last to my grumpy patient, from the very first time up until now he's still my patient. I knock before coming in. "Storm how are you?" I asked.

"Why did you take Pediatric-Neurology? You should have considered me first!" he asked.

I smile. "Tom, you knew I did. I'll take cardiology when I'm ready." I explain.

I'm a bit emotional today because he thought that what he really needs to be fixed was his heart and not the tumor he have in his head. As a matter of fact, I cried what specialization should I get first as a doctor because I don't know what should I study first. However, when we found out that Storm is getting weak from his brain tumor, I decided to take what I had taken.

"I won't congratulate you, Dr. Rackie!" he emotionally said.

Mrs. Casper, mother of Storm signed me to follow her outside. "I'm sorry about his behavior today." She apologetically said.

I smile at her. "It's okay, Mrs. Casper." I assured her. She handed me something that I was stunned after seeing what it is. "I can't accept this."

"You've been so good to my son the very first day you met him, that is just our way of thanking you for all that you've done."

I sigh heavily How can I refuse if I'll be seeing and hearing this. "But, Mrs. Casper..."

"Please..." she pleads.

"You can't say no, Dr. Abstract Wrightwood." Someone said at my back. I turn around to look who is it and I saw the owner the the familiar voice I've heard. I didn't guess wrong, it was from the rude older brother of Storm with his twin sister, Windy.

Windy automatically smiled at me "Yeah, you can't. Our family decided to give you a gift that you can use and here this is my gift as a congratulation gift for passing the board exam." She present and give the wrapped gift she prepared for me. I didn't had a choice but to get it. I went the room again. "Tom, see you tomorrow. Listen to the nurse who will look after you today, okay?"

Storm glared at me. "Come here first." I went in front of him then his family came in. Storm signed me to come closer which I did yet I didn't expect what he have done. He pulled me closer to him and kissed me. "Congratulations."

I am very stunned but when I regain my senses, I nodded. The reaction of his family wherein they're all stunned of Storm's action made it more awkward for me so I went out without bidding my farewell.

"Wait!" I was about to walk down the hallway to get out of the place already but this Flood was so fast that he was able to stop me. I turn around to face him. "My brother doesn't mean anything about that kiss." He said.

I looked at him straight from the eyes. "I know."

Flood pulled me and locked his two big hands on my waist. "And it isn't a kiss anyway because this is a real kiss."

I cover his mouth and push away myself from him. "I'm not interested to know what is real and what is not. I have to go now; Mr. Flood Casper my family is waiting for me." I removed his hands that were holding my waist. Argh! What an annoying and pervert man, really! He's getting on my nerves! I hurriedly came inside my car when I got to the parking lot and drive home. I can tolerate Storm's actions since he's a kid even though his actions are bothering me. It storms my mind then all of a sudden, his brother will come that seems like he wants to flood my brain from thinking of both of them however I shouldn't have to waste my time thinking about those two because I have to go home safe.