Beauty in the Dark

Cliff

17th December 1887

2:57 a.m.

They stood on the cliff, where the city ended and the sky started, the stars lighting up the galaxy where the moon got lost. She hugged him tightly, like there was no tomorrow, her small hands encircled around his slim and tall torso with her face nuzzling in his hoodie while he was taken aback at first but then hugged her back.

"You know..I've never been hugged by anyone before...it feels...warm" he said, slightly turning pink not being able to find the words to descibe the butterflies in his stomach which he had never felt before.

"And I've never hugged anyone before" she chuckled, "Well, except for my family". His eyes turned soft listen to her chuckle, it's not something that he heard everyday, she barely cracked a smile.

"But now that i think of it" she continued, "It's still the same because you're my family now, you are my home, you feel like home...You know how people always want to return to their homes when they feel unsafe? I have felt that since forever, and I have nowhere to return to, I had no home but then I met you..you gave me that 1 reason I should stay" she said softly, "stay?" he asked, confused. "Do you know why I love you the way I do? me neither honestly, but for me, when I have no reason to love someone, thats when I know I truly love them..You don't have any expectations from me, you don't judge me, you have seen me at my worst, at my best, while I was pissed off, while I was having the best day of my life, when I was dolled up, when I had ugly mascara running down my cheeks because of a mental breakdown...and you still chose to stay." her voice becoming teary.

"People who told me they'd be forever left right the next morning, making me believe that there is love and peace in the generation where heartbreak is a trend, and then ruthlessly crushing my dreams under their feet. I was a naive girl, I always had a little light of hope inside of me, that hoped to see them again, hear the reason why they left, and forgive them nevertheless. How I always hoped for the people who hurt me, to come back and do it again, because I wanted them to stay, just be there for the company even if their presence meant stabbing me dead. Life is actually very easy, it's not complicated at all, we all have to die and go to same place and start all over again..the only thing that makes it hell is feelings."

Tears rolled down his cheek, he couldn't bare listening to this, but deep inside he understood her, he wanted her to continue, he too had found his home, someone who understands him. His missing piece.

"It's almost like I've experienced all the emotions, isn't it beautiful?" "Well, what's your favourite one?" He asked, "My favourite one is pain." She murmered, " Pain is the only one that makes me feel alive, that I'm not dreaming because if I was, there wouldn't be pain in that."

Her eyes slightly widened as if she realised something, she turned to him,

" But you, you don't hurt me? Why? You are too good to be true...I'm afraid to love you because everything I have ever loved has always left me, but you still stayed. Are you even real? You're just my fantasy, something that is the ethereal creation of sheer loneliness, the thread my life is hanging on to, you are the darkness and the light, something that feels like home and something that gave me hope. I really want to become one with you, I want to become yours...I don't want to ever wanna lose you."

A tear fell from both their eyes. He fell at a loss of words. He had never seen this side of her. He wanted to protect her and loght the hope inside of her again. He wanted her to live, not just exist.

She walked towards the absolute edge of the cliff and stood there, the breeze tangling her hair, he trailed behind her not saying a word.

"Isn't it funny? How the world is so twisted yet so beautiful. I kept running from the darkness because I thought it was going to hurt, but i was the only thing that actually ever kept me safe all along." They both smiled and looked at each other, both thinking of the same thing and the next second.

"As much as I hate this, I'd give anything to do it all again" He said.

They both jumped off, as silence remained in the air.

18th December 1887

9:21 a.m.

The news anchor's voice echoed through the empty house, as the radio was put on. The sunlight flashing throught the half open window over the dusty, untouched furniture.

" An 18 year old young woman, was reportedly to be found dead near the local river. The cause is suspectedly suicide. Her medical reports had shown severe depression. It's said that her parents had died in a car crash 10 years ago. Here is what her neighbours say..."

What happened to him?

He never existed.