assignment three mythology task three: write a story set near/on water
word count, 316
warnings for mentions of death? maybe implications of attempted suicide.
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He sat by the edge of the lake, staring
out at the water. It stayed still, hardly changing. Unlike his life. So much had changed recently and he hated it.
He had always thought that his twin would be there forever. That they would raise their kids together. Hell, he even thought that they would get married on the same day!
Now Fred was dead.
He threw a stone into the lake, angrily wiping away tears that had leaked out. He didn't need those tears. He missed him so much that it hurt. It literally felt like someone had torn a hole out of him, destroyed a piece of his heart. He needed his twin.
He dangled his feet closer to the lake, the toes touching the smooth water. His family always went to this lake for day trips out when he was younger. Percy had gotten pushed into it more times than he could count. Him and Fred were always bullying him, because Percy was older and smarter and snootier. They had hated it.
But now Percy was his closest brother, and it felt wrong because Fred should be his closest brother, not him, but Fred was dead and Percy was the last one to make him laugh and nothing made any sense anymore.
It had only been six months. Everything was changing: his siblings were getting married and his parents were arguing more and Bill was trying for a baby. Everything was wrong.
A smooth hand touched his shoulder, bringing him out of his thoughts. "Come on, George," her voice said, smooth as butter. "Let's go home."
He followed her. His saving grace. He didn't know what he would do without her. His Angelina. She had stopped him from doing unthinkable things so many times. He couldn't live without her, not anymore. She was the only thing keeping him alive right now.