My boyfriend appears beside me. No, 'boyfriend' is the wrong word, since we weren't going out. My friend, Dylan, stands next to me, his auburn hand clasped with mine. Dark hair, eyes that remind me of walnuts. I wanted to hold him in my arms. I wanted time to leave us like that. Just as friends. Never going forward, just staying the same. Of course, it won't give in to my wants. I admit this to him. He laughs. I let go and slap his face. Dylan stops.
"What do you wish for, then?" I demand.
"Just one thing," he answers. His voice is deep, but not so deep it sounds like a fully matured man. "I wish you were smarter."
I slap him once, and another for good measure. I turn away from him, furious.
"I'm kidding," he laughs. "I wish you could be with me just a while longer."
For a moment, I'm surprised. After a small moment of thinking, I realize that I wish the same thing.
"Unfortunately, I can't fulfill that request," I tell him. Dylan smiles sadly.
"I know." Dylan grabs my arm and embraces me in a warm hug. He then lets go and slowly leaves. I watch him as he quietly disappears.
Once he's completely gone, I let myself cry in despair. Shrieks burst out from me. I plead to the dark, dark darkness. I beg. I break down in tears. I shout, wanting my message to reach to him. The person I want is gone, I realize. He isn't coming back. He wants to come back, I know. Someone, someone isn't letting him. I try to stand, but find it impossible. I feel a large weight placed on me. I look at my hands and see that they're encased in scarlet red. I look at my ankles and see that they're trapped in the same color. To represent blood or sins, I guess. Either way, I know that both are my fault. The blood I caused to spill. The sins I triggered and hurt someone close to me.
I slowly turn my body to look up. I see a gap in the darkness. A crescent moon-shaped glass glitters silver and red. The glass hisses.
"You will not be forgiven. What do you have to stand by?"
I stare for a moment, then I whisper back.
"Sins are not forgiven. Dreams are what keep me going."
The glass stops glittering. Instead, it turns completely red. To represent blood or sins, I guess. I look at the center of the glass. Soon, my eyes closed, and I fell into deep sleep.
Yay for little funny part in the middle.
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