Yeah yeah yeahh...its been a damn long time. here it is lovers :)
I awoke abruptly, heart beating throughout my body. I was drenched in sweat. And I couldn't remember the end of that dream…that dream. What happened? I was with Paul, but then it disappeared.
I remembered…walking through the woods. There was a river, and I wanted to swim in it. But…Paul wouldn't swim with me. He said he couldn't for some reason. I sat on the other side, just on the shore, tempting him to swim across to get to me. He was shaking…and then I remember an ice cold hand being placed upon my back. And then I just can't remember anymore…
"Ungh." I rolled over, expecting to land on more bed, but instead my face made contact with hard wooden floor. "Fucker. Great." I stood, quickly crossing the small room and stepping into my bathroom. I turned on the water as freezing cold as possible, and got in fully clothed.
Closing my eyes and sitting down, I let the frigid water pound on my shoulders. It was times like these that I wished I had never been born. I was too much of a perfectionist to deal with a flaw like this in my life. One thing goes wrong and I can't handle it.
I put my head in my hands and started to sob. Why did I agree to this? I could've refused and stayed happily in Paris, but for some reason I didn't. It's like some part of me actually wanted to come here.
The part that sends shivers down your back when you even think of Paul…oh shut up, conscience. No one likes you.
I couldn't take this madness anymore. I had to get out of here. I was going insane in this shack.
I got myself together and got out of the shower, stripping off my wet clothes in the process. Not bothering to dry my hair or body, I pulled on old ripped jeans and my favorite purple sweatshirt. No shoes. I barely glanced at the clock as I slipped out the window for the second time that night.
Paul POV
I was officially a stalker. I sat, leaning against a tree, thoughts of Lucette filling my mind. She was my imprint-she couldn't refuse me forever.
Speaking of Lucette…
I heard footsteps coming toward me. Light and quick, like someone didn't want to be heard. When they neared my pulse increased. It was Lucette.
Did she come back to find me? Did she realize that she loved me, that her rejection was a lie? I imagined it so vividly…in a few seconds she would burst through the trees to the clearing where I sat, then jump in to my lap. I could feel her arms wrapped around my neck while hers was overtaken by my lips. She would moan my name, pulling me up from her neck and forcing her lips onto mine…
Reality wasn't that kind to me.
Lucette POV
The moment my feet hit the ground, I was running. Toward the trees, through the trees, light and lithe as to avoid falling. I felt wet tracks on my face, and at first I thought it was rain. But no, I was crying.
I burst into the small clearing that Paul and I-
"Paul?" What the hell? He was still here? He just sat there, leaning against a tree, looking at me as if he were waiting for something to happen.
And you know what? Something did.
A sob escaped my throat, one that I hadn't realized I'd been holding in. Fresh tears streamed down my face, clouding my vision. I took off blindly ahead, sprinting just for the sake of needing to get away from the main source of my confusion. I ran for what seemed like hours, but must've only been a few minutes. I saw a break coming up in the trees, and I started to slow myself.
I didn't slow down fast enough.
As I broke out of the forest my heart skipped a beat. My feet clawed into the dirt and rock, and my body twisted back toward the trees. I slipped onto my front, and I finally stopped sliding when my legs were almost completely off the cliff.
Just my luck. I almost fell off a cliff.
A new thought entered my mind.
I had this opportunity right in front of me, and who was I not to take it? I could jump and forget everything I was worried about, and not have to come back to any of it…
Seizing the opportunity, I lifted myself up onto the sienna rocks. I took one last look into the forest before looking to what waited below. White torrents of water, and waves that must have been twenty feet high. I took a deep breath and looked up at the clear night sky, taking a single step – down.
The stars were a beautiful last image.