Chapter 4: Rain Drops

Shyana woke late at night, from the rain drops on her window. She put on her coat and grabbed her umbrella; she needed to have a walk.

She waked through the storm, the wind constantly reminding her that she was alone. She walked until she got to the bus stop. She had no where to go, and she had no money. She couldn't go anywhere. She sat there, as the bus came.

"Come on lady are you getting on or not." The bus driver yelled.

She shook her head, the rain drops mixing with her tears. She thought about what had happened. Zack had a girlfriend, and he didn't even care that Shyana was there when he kissed Janis. Shyana felt so alone, she felt as though the world around her was trying to torture her in anyway it could. Her umbrella, still open was blown away by the wind.

"Ugh! What the hell is going on? Can't you see me God?! Do you see how much pain I'm suffering? Do you give me even a piece of sympathy? My world is coming to an end and nothing is giving me a sign of hope, at least you could!"

She yelled to the sky. Her makeup was smearing, but she didn't care, she didn't care if anyone saw her. The rain strengthened, and she was being soaked. Her t-shirt was so wet that it made her body visible, sticking to her skin.

She fell on her knees, and cupped her face in her hands.

"It's all coming to an end. Can I just die here? Please just let me die here."

Her memory came back to her. This is how Connor and Shyana met. It was a rainy night, and she had missed the bus because she had been chasing after her umbrella. Her clothes had been soaked, and Connor, as a stranger to her, came to help her. He shared his umbrella with her and walked her to the nearest restaurant, a Subway. After that they had been meeting each other, and one day had started to go steady. Four years later he had brought her to a fancy French restaurant; Fervoi' voe lai'e. He gave her the locket and a single rose that night. The rose was as red as her dress, and the golden locket matched it perfectly.

They had left the restaurant, and it was raining as bad as it is now. Connor shared that same umbrella as he did on the day they met. They had no clue that everything was going to end in just a few minutes.

"We didn't know . . . that we would be separated from then on." Shyana said. Lost in her thoughts; not aware that Zack's friend was walking towards her.

They had been driving on the road, with the rain making it so hard to see. They were driving on the bridge and they saw headlights coming toward them. The car coming towards them was red. That was how close it got, so that Shyana was able to see its hood. The tires on our car screeched, and the red car turned. Connor lost control, the car went flying over the side of the bridge, plummeting to the dark waters below.

She was on the shore afterwards, remembering swimming there. She didn't want to look at Connor . . . she knew at the time he was dead, but it hadn't sunk in yet. Then she blacked out. She awoke in a hospital bed. Her head was wrapped in a bandage, and it was throbbing, but she took no notice. The only thought on her mind was Connor.

She had screamed at the doctors to tell her where he was and if he was ok. They just tried to get her to lie down again. But she jumped up and ran out of the room, slipping on her wet shoes. The dye from her dress was seeping down her legs like blood. She ran into each room, searching for Connor's. She finally found it. She ran in and looked at the doctor's faces, they too shook their heads. She looked at the heart monitor. Dead. Connor was really dead. She ran to his side, held his head close to hers. She whispered that she loved him over and over again, but he never said anything back, she knew he wouldn't, that he couldn't.

"Shyana, is that you?" Zack's friend asked

She nodded.

"Come on, you have to get out of this rain, I'll bring you home ok? Come on, oh and my name is Landon."

"Thank you Landon . . . Thank you." Shyana walked with him in the storm. Her body was shaking, not from the cold rain against her body, but from the pain in her heart.