Rain came pouring down and thunder rolled over a little town near London. The night was pitch-black, the only source of light were the street lamps, filling the dark neighborhoods with an orange glow.
Lightning
lit up the sky and raindrops clung like tears to a window of a small,
yellowish house. No lights were on inside, but you could clearly see
the outline of a 17 year old girl with bushy hair sitting
by
the window. She was simply staring outside, a blank expression on her
face, showing no emotion at all.
She hadn´t told him.
She had wanted to, but she didn´t. And now he was gone.
The
rain began to fall down harder.
It wasn´t like she hadn´t had an oppeortunity to tell him. She had lots, for she had figured out how she felt two years ago. And then, right before it happened, she had known that it would be the very last opportunity to tell him, but even then she didn´t. And now it was too late.
Lightning lit up the sky again, illuminating it in a silver glow and the street lamps flickered.
But what would she have said? If she had told him, what would have been her words?
Rain came crashing down so hard that it bounced off the pavement again. The wind began to pick up.
She would have told him that she loved him, from the bottom of her heart, that she had always loved him, that she always would...until the very end. She would have said that nothing would ever come close, that no one would ever make her feel like he did ever again.
Several strikes of lightning hit an electricity line and the streetlapms extinguished. The rain run down her window, making everything outside look blurry.
But she hadn´t told him and he had died, not knowing, not even suspecting...
With a sudden movement, the girl stood up and closed the jealousies with a snap, wiping away a single tear that was clinging to her cheek.
So, that was it. It´s pretty different from the other fanfics I wrote. And it´s the first one I out on here...please review! Thanks!