Always Be Forever

Chapter 2

2093, BCE June

I remember it well. The life I had was the best I could have asked for. If I could go back and fix things, I would. I would tell Ben that I wanted to be with him, or tell Alex of what happened in the year of when I was in grade eight. How I wish I could've gotten the chance to say something. I should've mentioned what Jack was able to do. I wanted to figure something out and stop him, but I was too late. I'm just glad that Snow was there for me during the nine months of pregnancy. I couldn't have done it without her. Still, I remember when everything had started out. I could've done something to protect myself, but I couldn't because I didn't see it coming.

I remember it too well. It was finally the day of big band night in the beginning month of the school year and I couldn't wait to play with my friends. Ben, who I had my eye on, played the trumpet in the high school jazz band. I had secretly had a crush on him ever since I met him. It was back in the beginning of the month after jazz practice. I had seen him at the end of the hall waiting for his parents to pick him up after I had just put my trombone away. "Hello," I remember telling, going up to him. "Hello," he had told back. "You play trombone?" He had asked me. "Yeah I do. What instrument do you play?" I had asked him. "I play trumpet," he told me, starting to lean in towards me. I remember asking myself: Was he going to kiss me? I'm horrible at observing body language, but his lips were saying something else.

"I feel like we were supposed to meet, like we're meant to be. Like I was supposed to hold this hand and to be with you. Every time I see you, I just want to go up to you and tell you that I love you. I know it's a bit sudden, but I don't care about that. I don't care about what society would say about that. I just don't care; I want to be with you. What if this is actually destiny bringing us together? All I know, is that I want you," Ben had told me while holding onto my hand. He could be right. Sometimes destiny can bring people together and it's unexpected. Maybe we were destined to be together. Maybe he's my fate; maybe he's my destiny.

He leaned in, and he kissed me ever so softly on the lips. I could feel his lips holding onto mine. I didn't want the moment to end, but it had to. His parents were then there and in the parking lot. "Goodbye my love," he told me before heading off. Letting go of his hand, I watched him disappear through the door. After he left, I just stood there looking at the door, thinking back to that kiss. Touching my lips, I thought of his again. I just wanted that feeling all over my body.

The problem I've always had with love in my life is that it's never worked out before. I always end up having a crush on someone, and they don't like me back, or the people who do have a crush on me are just stupid and I'm not interested in. I never expected something like this to happen. But there are times of where it works out right, and Ben is one of them. I always wanted Ben to be the one that I would grow old with, but I was wrong. I lived a better life. I could've done better though. If there was a way I could go back, I would, but that kind of stuff doesn't exist in this world.

If there's one thing that I don't understand about this world, it's how we always pick on people because we have to look a specific way. I don't get it. Why is it that people think this way? Why can't we just accept everyone and everything in this world? Is that too much to ask? All I want is to be able to live in a world where everyone is equal.

I see the light coming towards me, like I'm on a beach and I'm reaching out towards the sun. I feel the touch of the light ever so softly, as I hear your voice calling me home. Thoughts come into my head all at once. The touch of your warm embrace, the feeling of your skin against mine, the nights when I would cry alone and you would run after me, I didn't want it to end. I never asked for this. No one asks for this. We all get to this phase in our lives at some point.

Staring out at the sea, with the sun setting on the horizon, I hear your voice calling me. I used to think that my destiny was to be with someone special, but maybe it's not. Maybe this feeling, of being called home, is my destiny.