December 20th
I dreamt about the man again, his blood dispersing while his fingertips tried to grasp on to me but now, his voice is slowly clearing up. I saw his hair, black, while its backlit by the moonlight gleaming over the water as he tried to reach his hand yet it still ended the same.Something about the voice made me more perplexed about the dream. I didn’t react to it badly like I used to, like it gave me some sort of familiarity yet instead of being scared, I felt his plea going into me. It swallowed me with lingering thoughts that creeped over me spontaneously.
I woke up that time trying to find something that I know that is non-existent. Like trying to find some sort of fictional heaven.
I tried going to the sidewalk and I managed to see the man. With my coat dangling left and right towards the pavement, I tried looking for a sign if I will see him again somewhere.
While walking around, my feet manage to lead me to the first location that I dropped off at New York. The bus stop.
Colby: Guess it was just a coincidence that I managed to find them last time.
I wonder if I’m the only one getting affected so much just by this feeling. I don’t even know anything about them but I feel like they know me, somehow, just by my gut feeling.
Maybe they were a childhood friend or a person that I managed to talk to on the bus accidentally. Either way, I know I’ve seen them before.
Colby: I should have known I wouldn’t see them here.
I walked back again to my house with my feet dragging towards the pavement. My eyes tried to linger towards each bench or jacket that I could see. Maybe I'll see them, maybe I can ask them my name. I think I've lost my mind.
[Phone rings]
Anthony: Hey Colby, how u doing?
Colby: ok, why did you call??
Anthony: just wanted to ask if it’s ok that Malcolm is going to be there?
Colby: Malcolm? Whose he?
Anthony:What?? You don’t remember him?
Colby:Should i?
Anthony: I mean you fought with him right?
Colby:Anthony, I don't remember anyone whose name is Malcolm.
Anthony: You must be kidding me.
Colby:What do you mean?
Anthony: You really did it huh?
Colby:What ?
Anthony: You did the thing that you said you’ll never do.
Colby: And what is that?
Anthony: forget about the swimming team.
Colby:I mean we’ve grown up now, it’s nature.
Anthony: I know, I know but still I guess I thought you’ll never forget about them.
Colby: I mean, I'm sorry, I guess? Ur busy too, I thought you already left that behind.
Anthony: Some part of me did, and some part stayed,that's why I still do this.
Colby:I guess so.
Anthony: I guess that's it, I'm just checking to see you on friday.[ hangs up]
Anthony calling is so weird. It was so out of the blue.
Malcolm.
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When the Water Called
RomanceColby, a computer engineer has a reoccuring dream that haunts him every year at December first going through the new year. Everytime he tries to sleep, an image of his old highschool pool displays while flashing fireworks is seen at the background...