Dirty Little Secrets

Chapter One

     I still sat there next to the waterfall. I came here to do what I do every day. I get up off of the old wooden bench and got into the water. Standing on the slippery rocks was not the easiest thing on the planet. One false move and the waterfall will have you trapped under the surface, soon dead. That's what makes me come back each day. The waterfall gives me a rush nothing else can. I made it to the waterfall and slowly crept under it. The water pounded on my back and held me under. Memories flooded my mind. I see myself on top of the bridge over the waterfall. I was crying. My cloudy blue eyes where filled with sorrow, anger, and soon regret. I climbed up onto the railing of the bridge trying to steady myself then finally did. I started rocking back and forth on my toes then pushed off. I looked like I was free falling. I see myself hit the water then zoned back into real life with the real me. The one standing under the waterfall. I gasped for air and fought to the surface. I made it back up to find a boy staring at me. He spoke with soft words and said,

     "I was about to come in after you," I gave half a smile but slowly it faded. I try not to think about the chance that someone might ever jump in after me.

     "I would have been fine. I know what chances I'm taking when I go in."

     "Why do you even come here?"

     "Do I have to have a reason?"

     "No, but I know there is one otherwise you wouldn't be here, right?"

     "Do you always feel the need to pry into other people's business?"

     "Nope. Just yours," a smile crept over his face. I could tell he was into being a smart ass. I returned the smile and began to walk away.

     "Hey, wait. Can I walk you home?"

     "Umm...Sure. Why not?" I said questioning whether I really meant it or not.

     We started walking down the old dirt road. I finally gained up the courage to ask the boy what his name was.

     "Dimitri," he said.

     "I'm..." He cut me off.

     "Analise. I already know," the fact that he knew this made me feel weird inside. Was he like my stalker or something? I don't know this kid. Why would he know me? I scanned him from head to toe. Slowly I began to recognize him. I don't know where I recognize him from but I did remember him.

     "Do you go to my school or something?"

     "Something like that," he said.

     His words rattled through my mind. Something like that? I didn't have time for his little mind games. I had worse things to worry about than him. I was unstable enough as it was with depression and Border Line Personality Disorder, let alone people messing with me. What did this guy want from me? I had nothing to offer him...nothing at all. Just my life, and that was it.