She didn't think it would matter if she told him how different she feels. She does her best to eliminate traces of the past, so it wouldn't matter, right? She does her best not to be that angry around Kowalski, so, it shouldn't be a problem, right? She secretly didn't have a true motivation to calm down until she first met Kowalski, so it's easy to manage, right? If the world would go as planned, maybe. Maybe it does go kwa some plan, but not her plan.
When Kowalski entered their apartment after getting some materials from Brooklyn, he saw Monique on the couch, staring at the ceiling in serious thought, it's almost like she didn't hear him come in.
"Are wewe alright?" he asked.
"I'm just thinking, something wewe out of all people should be familiar with," she answered.
"Thinking about what?" Kowalski asked as he came inayofuata to Monique.
She didn't know if she should tell him about her anger. She's not only worried about what Kowalski would think of her, but about his safety as well. If she hurt the one she loved, she would've crossed her own line.
"Poetry of the demon within. Nothing of your interest," she simply alisema after she sighed.
Just then, loud muziki came from the inayofuata door building: the Madagascar muziki Night Club. Everyone within the perimeter of the area was leaving noise complaints, but the club's owner, Julien, wouldn't budge, even when the police came by. Monique just walked out the door and into the club, unaware that Kowalski was following her.
When she went into the club, she asked Maurice if she could see Julien. Funny enough, Julien came in with a big grin on his face.
"Listen, dude! When are wewe going to lower the volume in this club of yours?" she asked.
"When the pigs are flying, duh," he replied.
"Do I need to bring up the Swine Flu again? Everyone has a risk of hearing loss. People are losing their hearing as we speak, you'll be sued, and what will wewe do then, smart guy?" she alisema with anger in her voice.
"Relax and shake your groove thing. wewe could use the dancing rhythm," Julien alisema to try to change the subject.
Monique just got upset and smashed the nearest boombox into the ground. Then, she grabbed Julien kwa the shati in fury.
"You think life is a game? wewe think every risk in life is calling bluff? Life's not a bowl of cherries and there will be consequences for what wewe are and aren't doing, Julien! What if there's a moto drill at a nearby school and students can't hear because of your loud racket? Why don't wewe do all of us a favor and see how the glass can be half empty for others and not just half full for someone as self addicted as you!" she screamed before she flung Julien against the wall.
A dakika afterwards, she saw what she did and tried to run away from the area. She was going towards the front doors, but she accidentally bumped into Kowalski. Now she was zaidi scared than before.
"How long were wewe there?" she struggled to say.
"The whole time," he answered.
Her biggest fear came true: he witnessed her past haunting her. The Human Anger Bomb was witnessed. She ran toward the back door with Kowalski on her tail. The door was locked and she just kicked it with tears smearing up her glasses. When Kowalski came through the door, Monique just ran as far as she could.
Kowalski needed help, but his Marafiki wouldn't seem like they would react to the scenario as he had hoped. He just decided to get back to the apartment and try to see if anything there would help him.
When he got there, the first thing he saw was a poem titled "The Demon Within", just like what Monique mentioned earlier. He took the paper and he read it.
Two halves make a whole. There's no exception to people.
One half is good. The other's evil.
Evil has a mind of it's own.
Everyone has different ways to deal with it.
I've started with a near born tear
While sitting on a bench
Waiting for a sign on what to do next.
Stuck in my thoughts, I was alone
Waiting for inspiration of my good side to overthrow evil.
Sitting inayofuata to me, inspiration came along,
and his name was Kowalski.
As we connected, I was determined
To keep evil banished for as long as I can.
I don't want to hurt him.
If I did, I'll wander at our meeting spot
And present him with the number one thing
That I know will make it up to him:
Distance
Kowalski was shocked, but he took the poem and left to go to the park to find her.
Monique was wandering in the park, making sure no one followed her this time, and looked up at the sky.
"How was this supposed to help me?" she shouted at the sky, "was this supposed to prove I can be nothing but a monster? Maybe even a circus freak? If it was, mission accomplished. Maybe life is your game and the only way you'll win is if someone cries."
She kneeled down and sobbed up a storm.
"It would be easier if wewe told me," Kowalski alisema from behind her.
Monique figured it was a figment of her imagination, so she didn't care, lift her head up nor turn around.
"I don't want wewe to leave me because I'm seen as a freak au a monster. Some things are just left unsaid," she alisema while crying and Keeling her eyes closed.
"I understand how hard it is to admit wewe need help, believe me, I struggle to say it about myself at times, but wewe can't keep yourself silent au no one will be there to really help you," Kowalski alisema as he knelt down in front of her and put his hand on her shoulder.
Monique still believed she was imagining things, so she just kept her eyes shut and her head down.
"You're not as psychotic as Rico nor are wewe as mad as me, so wewe wouldn't get it," Monique concluded.
"I actually do understand. Just look at me and you'll see that someone can help wewe all the way through," Kowalski alisema as he put his other hand on Monique's other shoulder.
After some self debating, she lifted her head up, opened her eyes, and saw that she actually was talking to Kowalski. When she saw this, they both hugged while kneeling and she whispered in his ear, "thank you".