Cold Worlds Can Fall into Place
Chapter 1
He held my hand and the warmth of it had surprised me quite a bit. Shameless as I was, I stared into his beautiful hazel eyes, while I was flushed in the color of roses across the tips of my cheeks.
Slowly, my fingers lingered closer to the center of his palm and I could feel a simple sensation surrounding my small hand.
His hand was a lot bigger than mine and I have never touched the opposite gender like this. The world definitely felt like a better place... at least I believed so.
In no time, the warmth of his hand had dominated over mine and together we shared the same temperature there.
However this was not just the beginning of happiness.
No... let me rephrase that. This was the end of happiness.
"Alice." his fingers reached towards the edge of my cheeks. "I think..."
I smiled joyfully to follow his slick movements.
His breath lingered closer to mine and I thought it was going to be a lucky day.
"I think we should end our relationship here."
I smiled, yes... "End it...-" my eyes shot open, "What?"
True we were only good friends, but it was only logical to hope for more, was it not? Obviously I must have pictured something wrong here because I didn't understand the words coming out of his mouth.
"I have a girlfriend. We can't hang out like this anymore." he frowned. His hand quickly slipped away from my face and the rosiness of my cheeks became bleek.
Our past and future dissolved into mist right before our eyes as a small snow drop melted down my arm. I stared at him... I stared at him hard.
He stared at me too. The reflections in his eyes showed nothing but an old shadow that disappeared when the sun's position shifted... the reflections in his eyes didn't have me in it.
"And we can't be friends?" I felt my expression tighten and the water getting ready to flow right out of my eyes.
"We can't. I don't want to be attached to you. I-"
"You don't want to be attached to me? If you love me more than her... if you're more attached to me than her... Why would you not choose me?"
We continued to stare at each other for a long time.
More snow fell from the frosty evening sky and it didn't only trickle down my arm, but my clothes as well.
He could think of no reason to respond to me.
"I think we should say good-bye..." he sighed.
I pulled his shirt hard, "Trey!"
Have you experienced this feeling before? When your heart can't stop beating... when your face turns hot and the sweat on your forehead only increases? When your body is shaking from a major loss and the tears are so hard to hold in? The feeling that the one you love so much is loving someone else... it hurts doesn't it? I think it hurts... I think it hurts like crazy.
He said nothing to me and only kept his head low.
The grip I used on his shirt loosened and he still said nothing.
There was only the slightest hope in me that he would change his mind and tell me that he truly wanted to be with me. I wouldn't let go of his shirt and he still said nothing.
My heart ached for that sparkle of hope to come true... but every second kept passing by in quietness.
As the ground began to fill with soft whiteness, I finally released his shirt and he backed away without hesitation. "Good bye."
My nostrils flared... "Good bye Trey."
He walked away and didn't look back once. His head was held high and his footsteps quickened by each step as I stood in the same spot...
I watched him walk away into the evening while his figure slowly shrinked into the background of the city streets. Then... I couldn't see him at all and he never turned around once.
Though we've said good-bye, he betrayed no hint of sadness. Snow begins falling into this dark world...
...its so cold... that I can't live a day longer.