AN: Hey! this is my attempt to write a fanfic depicting a Cophine reunion, forgive me as this is the first story I have written in a very long time and certainly the first one i have uploaded! Enjoy this first chapter, I'm hoping to make this story pretty long. Let me know what you think.
She was uncharacteristically bright and colorful in her appearance today. She adorned a obnoxiously yellow and white spotted, cotton sundress that hugged her figure perfectly. It made a change from the dark clothing she had adorned previously time and time again, before she had made a conscience effort to dress herself to occasion. This gave her demeanor a glowing radiance that most people would perceive matched her 'glowing' personality. This being juxtaposed heavily, though, by the growing fatigue that presented itself so evidently across her soft features. Sleep had evaded her longing grasp for many days in anticipation of today's events.
"Merde" she whispered through gritted teeth and a furrowed brow. It was already 11am, she was late. Hardly anything new she thought as a sly smirk came creeping to the corner of her lips. She winced as she allowed painful, bittersweet memories to flood back to her.
"I'm sort of always late, so sort of always sorry"
The words, the sounds from whom they emanated from and the emotions connected with them etched into her memory like stone, with minuet detail she could remember that day, even now, after everything. Delphine allowed herself to be lost to the surprising recollection of the past. A new habit, of which she found herself increasingly conscience of, became more of a frequent occurrence than ever over these past few days.
That particular memory was of before. Before her whole world would be built into an empire of emotion, action and excitement only to come crashing down ever so expertly with fear, heartbreak and disappointment. She knew now that no matter the size of an empire, it will inevitably fall. She willed the memories away but her mind had betrayed her. Succumbing to her thoughts of the past. She felt the familiar heat tugging like an anchor in her chest, filling her entirety and threatening to engulf and drown her in a sea of familiar emotions: regret, sadness, anger, anxiety and somewhere..from deep inside her..a desperate, hopeful longing of redemption.
The tranquil and rhythmic lull of the ocean tide crashing against a pebble scattered shoreline acted as a metronome, soothing Delphine's worry and encouraging her to clear her busy mind with each long, deliberately deep breath. Tasting the bitter salt filled air with each breath and letting it burn at the back of her throat, she calmed her growing nerves and allowed her previous tide of emotion to be squelched from existence and lost to the sea. The steady ocean breeze had become enveloping itself across her slender figure in a comforting hug from the relenting heat. She lost herself in the moment for a small while, relishing in the familiarity of her surroundings. Seeking comfort upon the sand and closeness of the shore.
She had been visiting this exact spot on the beach for the past few days, mentally rehearsing for this day. She had planed everything so precisely and desperately hoped they would follow her envisioned plan. Even now she had began to run through her carefully constructed words remembering the sentences she had planned for herself. She had thought of every detail in which her words were constructed, the way she would present them and the way in which they would be received. In a subconscious act however, she found her bottom lip drawn in and perched between her teeth and her right hand on her head, combing her wild locks in an act of pure anxiety. She needed today to go perfectly, at least for her own sake.
Lost to her own anxiety ridden thoughts, she almost didn't notice the slight shift in her surroundings. Something was different now, something seemed off. She noted that she had become increasingly aware of a sudden presence emanating a nervous atmosphere form behind her, shaking her from her trance. The demeanor of this stranger changed slightly from a hesitant slouch to a impossibly stiff straightness that seemed almost pitiful as the stranger too realized that Delphine had become aware of their presence.
Impeding dread, anticipation and an emotion she could not place had embedded themselves into her inner core as she turned slowly and with purpose to the figure behind her. She allowed herself to emanate a small almost inaudible gasp, in surprise and recognition, as her eyes somewhat greedily soaked up the all too familiar presence now suddenly face to face with her. She allowed a release of breath that she was unaware of holding. Overcome, her mind flooded once again with emotion and distant memories.
"Hey Delphine, uh...it's..um..it's been a while"