Episode 155 Tulpas "Love Lift Us Up"

## THE LOST CHAPTER: LOVE LIFT US UP

"Aurie", Jacob called and woke me
from my sleep.  "Yes?" I replied still out of it.
 "Aurie, we need to talk.  Things have been...well, obviously
weird since the incident and I think we need to talk about it."  I
knew what Jacob was going to say.  Over the next 4 minutes my mind was a
blur.  His words were nothing more than crashing waves.  I would
refuse to let myself be subjected to such heartache, over a simple act of love.
 Jacob wasn't easy to get along with, but that was part of our dynamic.
 We knew what each other felt, what each other wanted, or so I thought.

 I had heard the
argument from my mindscape.  I was resting after a long afternoon trying
to get Jacob to beat his goal in track.  "God damnit Jacob for the
last fucking time, A...Aur...whatever, ISN'T REAL!" "She is real and
you're just jealous because mom left you!" Jacob screamed back.
 Jacob never spoke like that to his father, I was proud.  Suddenly I
heard it.  It shook me to my core.  Jacob's father struck him, hard.
 I immediately transcended from the mindscape to Jacob's kitchen.
 "No, Aurie, you need to leave!" Jacob shouted.  I was
standing behind his father, and when he went to strike Jacob again, I shouted
"No!" Jacob's father froze, slowly turned around, and saw me.
 "What...what the fucking fuck is THIS?!" Without hesitation he
reached for a knife and charged at me.  I changed into my human form and
dodged out of the way.  Confused, Jabob's father lunged at me again.
 Jacob saw it first and screamed "NO!".  I raised Jacob's
father's revolver and pointed it at him.  His father stopped, a mere two
feet from me.  His eyes were wide and full of fear.  Jacob tried to
grab my arm, but he was too late.  The shot was louder than I thought it
woud be.  For having never fired a weapon before, I was suprised with my
accuracy.  Right in the middle of the forehead.  His father fell face
first, and a mess quickly enveloped the kitchen.  I dropped the gun and
looked at Jacob, I was expecting him to embrace me, tell me he loved me.  Instead,
he just screamed.  He told me to leave, he told me he never wanted to see
me again.  Confused and heartbroken I walked out of the kitchen.
 Jacob wouldn't stop screaming.

"Aurie, did you
hear me? We can't be together anymore.  I can't do this"  As I
stared off into the distance I whimpered "Please. No" "Aurie,
you fucking killed my father.  Do you know how hard it was to convince the
police it was a burgler? I think they bought it, but I don't know.  I
think they're considering ME  as a suspect."  "But...I love
you", is all I could muster.  "Aurie, fuck...off.  I don't
want to see you again.  Leave.  Now.  I command you"
 That last part turned on a part of me I never knew I had.  "You
COMMAND me?!" I said in a voice Jacob never heard before.
 Stammering, he replied "ye...yes.  I am your master.
 Leave me alone"  "Do you have any fucking idea how painful
it is to take form? Do you have any fucking idea how miserable it is being a
PONY? Do you have any idea how fucking miserable it is listen to you bitch and
complain about everything wrong in your life?  Do you know how you
SUDDENLY because such a good athlete? It was ME!. I did all of it it, I helped
you with your basketball shots, I used my own stregnth to give you more to run
faster.  That weirdo on the podcast was absolutely right and you
LIED."  Jacob's eyes were wide, much like his father's.  I don't
know how it got in my hand, but I looked down and I was holding a baseball bat.
 I raised it above my head and shouted "LIAR!" The first thud
hurt my hands.  The bat vibrated when it cracked his skull.  The
blows after were much easier.  The next thing I remember is dropping the
bat next to a lifeless body.  The love of my life was dead.  I killed
him.  This mess was much more grusome than his father.  Bone and
brain fragments were spread all over his room.  And then it hit me.
 What have I done?  I KILLED him.  I started to shake.  I
started to cry.  I tried to wake him up, but I knew it was pointless.
 His body was limp, his face was gone.  I stumbled down to the kitchen,
I needed a towel.  I think they're in this drawer.  No wait,
this...it was a drawer full of knives.  I grabbed the biggest one I could
find.  I calmly walked over to the sofa and sat down.  Jacob's phone
was sitting next to me.  I opened up iMusic and played his favorite song.
 As "Up Where We Belong" started playing I thought to myself,
"I never thought the knife would feel that cold"  Blood poured
down my chest.  "Guess I have to start over again" I thought as
my eyes closed.