45. Illusion
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Danny stood quietly at the cliff-side watching over the city; from up here the view was glorious. Sam had always liked it; they often ended dates up here, just staring at the stars or the sparkle of the city below. It was an amazing illusion, the way Amity looked so dazzling from way up here and how it just wasn't.
Sam had been a find he'd never forget, a girl like her only shows up once in a lifetime. He knew that, that's why he took his chance with her. And it was beautiful he drank up every moment and loved her with everything he had. He sat down and dangled his feet over the edge he wasn't scared of falling, he never could.
The only time he ever did he landed so hard it broke him. But he had to wake up to reality some time even if that reality meant she couldn't be a part of it. Danny sighed and stared over his hometown it was mostly quiet since it was three in the morning after all. He didn't sleep much and found himself wandering about often at all hours of the night.
So Sam was gone, he missed her, but that was the end of that. He wished he still didn't love her, but he did, he'd only broken up with her to protect her. To make sure she could live a normal life. Although he'd had her for some time, up until he was twenty years old. She wanted to marry him and he wanted her to marry him.
But it wasn't meant to be. And within a few months after he left her she didn't care. Now that the love she had for him was gone it was like it wasn't never even there. Sam eventually forgot about how she used to feel for him but he never lost the feeling for her.
Danny still remembered the conversation that escalated into fight when he told her they couldn't be together anymore. She begged and pleaded, but all he said was to find herself a better life. And she did two years later; Sam found herself the life she deserved.
Danny stared at the ancient photograph he carried with him, twenty years old and in love they sat together holding each other, the look in her eyes was gorgeous. He traced her face gently how he missed it not even her children inherited that beauty, that rare look. The violet color had faded dramatically in the photo but Danny's memory was still vibrant and he remembered.
He looked up and cool wind blew over him. Her eyes never faded over the years, time could not wear them. Danny sighed again and tightened his grip on the photograph so the wind wouldn't take it away from him. He held onto it like his memory of her.
But Sam died at the age of eighty over ninety years ago. And he still lived on still looking exactly as the twenty year old she used to love that smiled and held her in the photograph. Everything else had changed but not Danny, never Danny.
Because I find the theory that Danny may end up immortal morbidly hilarious, I mean could you imagine it, that would suck so hard. Also 100 reviews!! YAY