Author's note: Edited
Words in italics are thoughts
Words in bold are actions
Words in bold and italics are flashbacks
Enjoy.
Remember
Grey fluff hovers over a slumbering grey and black city. The wind blows roughly against the few trees standing alone in the concrete forest. Metal poles' lights flickering on and off, standing tall before the barren Tar River as the clouds rumble over. A bird lands on the sidewalk near a trashcan picking up little crumbs of waste.
Wham
Thud
The bird flutters away quickly, forgetting about its delicious meal. A squirrel peaks out of a nearby tree looking into the street at two figures. One figure crumble on the ground, and the other stood before it tall and proud. The standing figure is wearing a long black trench coat, gloves and shoes. His long platinum blonde hair molded around his porcelain face encasing beautifully sculpted grey eyes. A sneering smirk grows on his flawless face.
"He he…you poor little thing. Being held back by rules." Spoke the man in a sweet robust voice. As his grey eyes look down at the figure, crumble on the ground. The crumble figure turns out to be a young girl no older than seventeen. Short red hair spills around her soft face as tints of light pink blush glows on her cheeks. Her white shirt clings to her developing curves and her denim short pants and jacket sagged around her small frame. Her converse soak down to the sock sits still in silence.
The young teen opens her eyes revealing light blue and light green eyes focusing on the man before her, and a scowl forms on her pretty face. "What are you talking about?" questions the girl in a strain voice. The man smiles at her almost successful attempt covering up her fear, but her eyes gave her away. He releases a rumble-like chuckle at the little girl and said,
"The ones keeping you from your desire."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Jake."
"What?"
"Jake. You can't be with Jake due to the rules…and your circumstance."
The girl quickly turns her gaze from the man, with an indigent glare but couldn't show it to his face. He chuckles at her response, signaling to her he can see through her façade. The girl's glare melts into a frown then downcast as she slowly remembers her situation. The man smirks confidently at the fragile creature at his feet; with a spark in his grey eyes, he calmly comments, "It sure is a cruel fate, to watch your love from afar. How can he put such a responsibility on you, with no reward? But luckily I'm not that cruel."
The girl keeps her eyes downcast hoping to not reveal her peak interest. But he saw through it just as easily as before; the young girl gasp suddenly when he picks her up and offers, "My little Abigail…come join my forces," pulling her face closer to his, "and I assure you…I will make sure you and Jake will be together…" Bringing his lips to her right ear, he whispers, "…forever." Abigail, the young girl, starts to shake; her eyes dampen as she thinks about his alluring promise.
Drip
Crack! Rumble, rumble, rumble
Abigail suddenly feels tiny drops roll off her face one by one.
Pitter-patter, pitter-patter, pitter-patter
Rain… thought Abigail as it slowly showers her and the man; it rained that day too…the day I died…
R&R