Silhouettes

Summer (Prompt 46-50)

Prompt: memories

Angela's PoV

(There is a strange scent in your room. It's heavy and settles deep in your lungs, prickling your throat and making your eyes water.

Behind closed eyelids you see a light that shouldn't exist. It is bright in your usually dark room and it dances as it expands.

It is impossible to not recognise the flames rising.

You panic. You want to move, you want to scream, you need to get out – but no limb obeys.

And you watch, still with your eyes shut, the light that invades your room, approaches your motionless body. The heat is unbearable.)

Angela woke.

Prompt: secrets

When Angela arrived on Castanet, Molly assumed she was okay. While she did wonder about her different attitude – where had gone her reckless and easy-going little sister? – she thought it was natural. Angie was still growing up after all. Molly wanted to believe it.

She didn't know she thought wrong.

But waking up one morning to a weeping Angela wasn't normal; to turn around and see her choke down sobs, her bony frame shaking. There was no blank face from a peaceful somber nor a smile from pretty dreams on the face of the girl she had promised to protect.

Prompt: unavoidable

Molly had always hated confrontations. There was something that had always put her at unease – the tense atmosphere? the averted eyes?

However, she had her limits.

"If you don't tell me what's wrong, I'll call our parents so they'll spill everything." A little brutal, but no turning around the bush.

"What?" Angela scowled.

"You heard me."

Her eyes narrowed. "What if nothing's wrong? Even then, do you really think they know anything?"

"I know there's something – and I have blackmail."

"What?"

"...You can tell me later. As long as you stay longer."

"..." Exhale. "Fine."

Molly had always hated confrontations.

Prompt: taking a risk

Kasey had to leave soon. Thanks to his job, he could take almost the whole summer off. He had spent his entire vacation on Castanet, however now he had to go; that was something he'd known since the beginning.

The question was: what about Maya?

Should he break up with her? Selfishly ask for her to hold on till he could return? Would he want to return? From their conversations, or just plain observation, he could tell she wouldn't really want to leave her dear island for the unknown – the city.

Time was ticking.

"Maya... Will you wait for me?"

Prompt: waking up

Chase's PoV

(It's when she doesn't visit you for a week that you know.)

When your relationship was first getting more strained – thanks to that boyfriend of hers – she took the time to at least greet you. Just simple five minutes discussions, caused by reasons you were unaware of (guilt? hope? nostalgia?).

Such a small thing. Yet again Kasey stole that from you.

He is finally leaving today. Maya had to spend all of her waking time with him until his depart. And if that meant ignoring her responsibilities, ignoring you, then it was a small price to pay.

(You lost her.)