Midnight Flights

Chapter 7: The Boy

There he was. Standing in front of me.

The boy from my dream.

It was weird, almost like it wasn't real. The seconds just faded away as I stared at him.

This was real. He was real, and he was standing right in front of me.

I felt myself gaping at him, and I knew he'd be confused. I stopped myself. I tried to swim out of his deep blue seas of eyes but I felt myself drowning.

God damn it, I was in deep.

He chuckled. "Okay, I'll start then. The names River." he said, not at all nervous. He had no reason to be nervous, I was just me. But he was himself, and I had every reason to be nervous. This boy looked like a God.

I nodded, breaking myself out of my trance. "I'm Kamryn."

This was terrible. I felt myself blushing, my cheeks were burning. Could this be any worse?

He smiled a little. "Welcome back to Earth, Kamryn." He said, a sideways smirk appearing on his face.

I laughed, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. He seemed so down to Earth, so real. Then there was me, my head floating in the heavens. This boy and I were opposites, and it don't help that his name was River.

Despite our differences, he looked like he knew me and I knew him. I had seen him, I had laid with him on a field.

Immediately I knew I had found someone I could talk to.

I would've said he was mine and I was his, but that's a little too much for a first meeting.

But this was far from our first meeting, we both knew it.

"So, River," I started. "what bring you to the cemetery at this time?" I asked, whispering as if I would disturb my feelings.

"I was going to ask you the same, but I think I've got you figured out." He smirked and looked into my eyes, challenging me.

I felt my eyebrow raise. "Do you? Tell me about myself."

He nodded, licking his lips before he began speaking.

"Your name is Kamryn. You have long brown hair, slightly wavy. You have deep brown eyes and freckles scattered along your face, fair skin."

I rolled my ears. He could see me, even if it was dark.

"Hey, hey!" he said, holding up a hand. "Let me finish."

"Go ahead, I'm dying to hear." I replied with sarcasm lightly dusted on top of my words.

"Where was I before I was rudely interrupted? Oh yeah, skin. That's all external, I can see all that. But, you're here in the cemetery to visit your dad, the only person who understood you. You look and act exactly like him, but you have it. You hate seeing him every time you look a mirror. You like white roses and love the sky, because the sky is the window to the heavens. You like it when it rains, you tie your hair in a ponytail and go dance in the rain by yourself. You've always felt left out, you don't have many friends. Your mom doesn't understand you, but you two never fight. She's reminded of him every time she looks at you. You hate yourself, don't you Kamryn?"

My eyebrows furrowed. My jaw clenched. Tears of anger formed in my eyes. My fists tightened, I was mad.

"What do you know about me?" i spit my words at him, then turned and went. How dare he!

"Kamryn, wait! Please?" He called, but not following. He was leaving it totally up to me if I had to keep talking to him. As much as I now hated this kid, I respected that.

"Please stay, I can explain everything."

I froze in my tracks, my head only turning towards him slightly.

Was it best to stay or go?

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okay so first of all, sorry for not updating in forever! I don't really have any excuses except being busy, but I guess anyone can say that. I really do plan to update more.

second of all, I just wanted to say that I have HUGE plans for this story. I'm trying to make the chapters longer and such.

you probably noticed that instead of a picture there was a video for the image, that was only because I want this chapter to stick out. I like this chapter, it's setting up a lot of future plots.

River will be staying, this isn't a plot-twist dream thing. he's going to be very important to the story, but also very important to Kamryn.

as for what they look like, all I'm giving is descriptions. no pictures. I think it's best to have fictional people stay fictional. plus, everyone had their own imagination and I think it's cool to think that everyone sees all my characters differently.

thanks for reading, ily:)