Save Me

Chapter 58

The sky is a blank canvas without any strokes, colors, or lights; darkness has blanked everything. The clouds are interviewed with each other not letting the moonlight glide between them. The air is strong stroking my cheeks and hair fiercely. The only sound is the whistle as the wind passes through the branches of the trees, and caresses their leaves, slowly weakening them.

A flash of silver thunder emits before its sound is heard startling me. I shudder as the cold air loudens and scratches my skin like sharp knives. His footsteps break me out of my reverie and I glance at my side.

His blonde hair is messy due to the heavy air. His cheeks are flushed as if he has run a marathon and his chest moves up and down rapidly. His eyes fly to mine and their blue is clouded as the sky above us.

"You're uncharacteristically quiet,"

"I'm not," He defends himself.

"You have barely spoken to me," I argue.

"So have you," I stop my movement and he turns at me after a few steps. "Can you blame me?"

"Blame you?"

"Can you blame me for not talking to you after everything that happened?"

"I should be the one avoiding and refusing to speak to you. And I don't," I admit.

"What's the point of talking if you're not going to believe a word that I say?" I frown at him.

"What do you say that?"

"You think all was a lie. And now, everything I say and do; you consider it as a lie as well."

"You lied to me, Corbyn. I can't move on from that like it meant nothing."

"I'm not asking you to,"

"Yes, you do," I fight back. "You want me to believe and trust you again but it's not that simple,"

Thunder is heard again and in an instant the rain comes pouring at us like rainfall. I feel the water douse me; soaking all my clothes that stick to my skin. My hair falls and sticks to my head and I try to push it back. The rain is so powerful that I can't hear anything but the sound of the raindrops scraping the ground. I glance at small lakes full of water in my feet before I look up. Though I can't see anything that is around me; even a foot away.

"Corbyn!" I cry but I don't hear anything. "Corbyn, where are you?" I shout from the top of my lungs as I feel the anxiety crush through my body.

I start wandering in the hope to find him but the amount of water that falls on me makes me shudder as the cold water cuts through my skin. I wrap my arms around me blinking constantly as the water troubles my lashes; not letting me see. I keep saying his name as loud as I can but I feel the echo coming back at me as if there's nobody out there.

I walk around screaming and stop when I almost stumble on something. I gaze down and see a body laying down motionless. I fall in my knees and ignoring the scratches that bleed my skin, I recognize Corbyn's jacket. My eyes move upward to witness his shut eyes.

"Corbyn...Corbyn look at me," He doesn't respond as his lips are blue and his flushed cheeks seem to be just a memory. I place my hands in his face wiggling it lightly.

"Corbyn open your eyes. Stay with me," I keep shuddering and talking to him but he just lays there frozen; still without making a movement.

"Corbyn please," Tears get mixed with the watery drops in my cheeks. My breathing is so forced; my bones seem to be still from the cold, not having the ability to move me. My hands in his skin are pale. The sound of my teeth colliding with each other echoes along with the rain.