Disclaimer: The characters mentioned aren't mine. As usual.
Rating: K+
I got the idea for this story while sitting by the window one day. The sunset was casting all these multi-coloured shadows, and it was really beautiful. Also I have this fantasy of someone looking out for me, and keeping me safe… (stupid, I know)
This isn't a great story, by any means. But please, please review. I'd seriously appreciate it.
The sun is setting. The large orange globe sinks slowly behind the crystal blue waters, casting the sky in large red shadows, describing perfectly the state of my heart.
It is bleeding.
I remember with disturbing clarity the day you left me, the crash. You promised me you would stay by my side. How could you leave me, after we had overcome all the odds? Together, we were as one. Now I am but a broken shell, the remnants of the sprit that was crushed when you died.
The plane flew high in the skies above, slowly angling downwards to touch down on the runway. Out of the blue, the plane started shuddering, some dozen meters above the track. Its nose dipped down and flames erupted as the plane crashed into the ground. Large, murky plumes of smoke billowed from around it, choking the passengers within. Crazed, frantic screams echoed as the fear and panic that welled up inside the trapped people overwhelmed them. But it was too late to save them…
I have flashbacks, nightmares that haunt me endlessly. Remembering how I stood there just a short walk away, watching helplessly as the plane crashed and you were killed. Even after all these months, I still can't forgive myself for letting you go. I knew I should have stopped you from going to Greece for the seminar. I had a premonition, but I shrugged it off…
And all I can do now is think back to the times we spent together. The laughter, the memories, the love.
The days just seem to drag on one after the other. Cee Cee and Adam still try to pull me into their outings, but I always decline. Why lug them down with me?
Even Father Dom's concerned attempts at consoling me just get entangled in the web I have weaved around myself. I would be concerned for his feelings, but I feel so out of it. I have become but a soul trapped within a corporeal form. Everyone just passes by me, whether on purpose or not, I neither know nor care.
I live only knowing that you have forgiven me, that you will always love me and trust me. But sometimes the thought of you so far away from me just grows too much for me to handle. It winds around me like a huge anaconda attempting to suffocate me. I just need to know you're there, watching over me for always. Send me a sign, Jesse…
And the beginnings of the first rainfall in weeks patter lightly onto my upturned face.
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Please review. Constructive criticism appreciated. Well, anything, really. Even if you flame me, just provide some guidelines which I can use to improve my writing. Ok? )