Chapter 12: Mumbling To Herself

Just as Amethyst was saying goodbye to Scarlet, ready to get to th enext location, Scarlet approached ehr with a bright smile.

"Do me a favor, all the emotions you feel as you look around and enjoy that place. You have to tell me as well," was what Scarlet told her.

As she look straight into Scarlet's eyes, she couldn't help but feel baffled.

Scarlet was looking at her showing how sure she was that Amethyst could pull off what she was asking. And that what she was asking was not something a different person could have done.

She was in deep thought as Slate drove her there, to Mines View Park.

The park wasn't that big but what to be expected there was the high cliff and the viewing deck giving a person the view of bountiful trees in the mountains and the different terrains of the mountains in there.

Of course the houses are there as well but they were tiny enough that they wouldn't give the view a bad look.

Slate looked at her and could see she was thinking something deep but he didn't ask anything.

He was used to it, not asking her with anything despite seeing that she sometimes had too much in her mind.

He wasn't a guidance councellor to ask her about her troubles so he left her on her own thoughts.

Upon arriving what one would see first were the line of mini stalls where one could be souvenirs from Baguio City, then the gate towards the viewing deck where many more stores are lined up and a few phot booths where one could take picture for some souvenirs.

Upon arriving she brushed off the thoughts playing in her mind and focused on what needs to do, there's no point in thinking things when she has a work she needs to do.

Seeing the changes in her Slate could tell that she is someone serious for her work even if there are circumstances surrounding her.

'That's right, she even went to her shop despite being sick,' he thought.

"Hey Slate, why don't you enjoy the places you go to as well? While she does what she needs to do? It is your first time truly going around the place after all."

Was what Scarlet told him before they left.

Thinking that he has nothing much to do, he started looking around just as Amethyst did what she always do, that change in her as if she was a different person.

As he checks out the souvenirs shop.

"Hey, that woman, isn't she looking good?"

"Haha you think so? The moment she entered that gate I already had my eyes on her. It is indeed a good thing that we came here, let's hit on her."

When Slate looked back he saw that two men are looking at Amethyst who is in her own world again and couldn't help but sigh.

In reality even during the Wright Park one, there are those who tried to hit on her.

It is not overboard to say that Amethyst is actually a very beautiful lady matching her jet black long hair reaching her waist.

And so without much thought, Slate walked towards her and once he was behind her he glared at the two men.

He was not scared that they might retaliate because he knew a bit of fighting plus they are in a public area.

When those two saw him and how close he was to her, they glanced at one another before leaving.

They may love hitting on woman but they didn't like looking for trouble.

Slate sighed, this is his solid proof that she really immerses herself to whatever it is she was doing because she seemed to not see anyone at all. And even if he wanted to smack her head because of this carelessness, he stops himself because what she was doing was for his sister.

'How will I enjoy it if this woman is too defenseless?' he complained thinking about Sacrlet's words.

Upon reaching the viewing deck, he stood close to her and observed her facial features.

Somehow it was not a face of someone enjoying the place, instead there was melancholy in her eyes as she looked out of towards the view.

Then she slowly looked around before sighing and a sad smile appeared on her face.

As if her thoughts were, 'A beautiful place but it feels like a place where most sad people would come and shout all of their sadness out.'

Slate couldn't help but to stare at her, she truly looks way different and he just couldn't keep his eyes from her.

Another hour before she finally stepped out of the gate and her demeanor returned to normal.

But unlike before where Slate could see the contentment in her face, this time the melancholy remained.

"What is it?" he asked.

Amethyst was stunned, it was the first time he asked about her emotion after looking around.

"Oh... uhmmm... I guess the place just makes one melancholy?" was her reply combing her hair awkwardly.

"As if you can just shout everything out?" he asked her, he didn't know if what he saw back then was right and so he asked.

Amethyst in turn looked at him in shock, she was indeed thinking that way. Even while being there, she had the urge to shout everything but she has no idea what she wanted to shout about.

In a world where you enjoy things on your own, even when you feel melancholic you wouldn't be able to know why and what you wanted to bring out.

Emotions that you won't be able to learn on your own.

You won't be able to know what anger or what feeling pained is. Not even understood why tears would come out of your eyes.

You only knew how to feel bright and just feel as if today you didn't want to do anything but just lie in bed while staring up at the ceiling.

You can read them on books or encyclopedia or the dictionary but you won't be able to say that you truly know the true essence of an emotion.

She blinked after having these thoughts, 'I guess I could tell her about this.'

A nagging feeling was still in her heart but she just didn't want to think about it that she just kept brushing it off.

"Are you hungry?" Slate asked her after seeing that she finally returned from her own thoughts.

"Not really, are you?"

Slate shook his head in return.

"Then do you think we could go to the next spot? At the very least we could finish two today," she suggested remembering how pale Scarlet had been.

She can tell even if she was not part of the medical world that Scarlet is becoming worst and worst.

"It is a close by one, you know the Mansion, the place where the president stays during his stay here in Baguio," she added when Slate started thinking about it.

"I guess we can go."

It was only a minute or two away from mines view if you are using your car.

Just as Slate parked, he saw Amethyst on her own thoughts.

Even mumbling to herself.

Scarlet had already told her that the project was about a lone girl in a world filled with beautiful places.

And so she started thinking, the Mansion is a home, how should she look at it in the perspective of that girl? Her home?

She took off her seat belt and went down, walking towards the front of the gate and just opposite it was a lake where fishes are being looked after. Both side of the lake was a road where most people take their dogs for a walk or do their morning joggings.

After these roads, on their side were the bountiful trees making this seem as if it was a big provate property that even the main road was its own.

Though no one could go up to the mansion itself but the front was more than enough to allow you to see the enormous mansion up in a hill.

After deciding, Amethyst took a deep breath and visualize herself as the person in this world and that place she was looking at was her own.

'You really are something aren't you?' Slate thought as he watched her.

He had seen his sister doing all kinds of visualizations but Amethyst was far different.

"She is an amazing author," Scarlet once told him about an author that she came to like despite their difference in genre.