The Tredinians

Chapter Three: Love

The light was reflecting off his eyes into the water below. I could see our faces rippling slowly in the crystal water. This is my dream. Living in a remote farm alone with my only Love. He was beautiful, tall, muscular and extremely, extremely cute. He was my only friend and my only housemate. We lived apart from everyone else but we lived in the quarter of Love. Our enemies are grief, wisdom and anger.

I was peering down at the flowing creek, as a shadow grew larger covering the water. It was dark, I couldn't see Liam's face or mine. Shadows are dark, but not this dark. I mean I couldn't see anything other than the rusty rail under my arm. I flicked my head towards Liam. I could here his heavy breaths against the eerie silence. "Katelyn."

"Yeah"

"I love you" at that he brushed his lips against my cheek and leapt off the bridge railing. "Liam!' The shadow conceded. The water was still running, the sun still shining but there was no sight of Liam, not even a body. It was like he just disappeared.

I could feel the tears burning my eyes, my tears on the verge of spilling over. The feeling didn't feel like heartache it just felt like there was something missing something broken from the earth. Katelyn, Katelyn look towards your heart. I slowly tilted my head towards my heart. Nothing. My heart was normal. Beating inside my chest under my sparkly pink cocktail dress.

The memory swamped back into my mind. The images of all feelings in one. Me, as a young child talking to a boy. A boy filled with love. Not only love was bon barding his heart he had Anger hidden inside him. Anger surged through me. The feeling felt real, it felt right.

The thumping of my heart grew louder. Louder and louder it got. The noise was out of the ordinary. I ran. I sprinted as far as I could away from the noise but it followed me. The thought of heartbeat reaching a decibel this loud was impossible. Katelyn, Katelyn look at your heart. The voice grew over the beat. I once again stared down at my chest. Nothing.

I remembered the feeling of emptiness when Liam jumped over the rail into the water. I remember the nights we spent together. Holding hands as we stared up at the stars that painted the night sky. The flowers Liam gave to me, red poppies. The thought of his soft face. His lips against mine were overwhelming my thoughts. Look towards your heart.

I was looking at the wrong heart. I gave Liam my heart on the journey we took out here. Mine lay beyond the farm, beyond the land. It lay at the bottom of the creek. I scampered up the way I left. Onto the wooden bridge. The creek was still, like a sleeping baby. My tears were unleashed. Rolling down my cheeks as fast as rain down a window. Fog filled my dark blue eyes. I couldn't see anything. I could only see my thoughts whizzing through my mind.

Fury once again surged through me. My boyfriend leaped off the bridge into the warm flowing water because of a reason unknown. I touched my cheek. The last place he touched me. The last place I will feel him again. He had said I love you before he leapt off into the water. Why would he say the special words before jumping and killing yourself?

Too many thoughts were trying to break free of my mind. It became too much. I screamed a large agonizing scream that felt like it turned my throat raw. My scream echoed through the mountains that covered the vast landscape. My head dropped.

I face the water below. Tears still rolling down my cheeks. Streaking my face with water. Tears fell into the smooth water. My tears mixed with the life of Liam.

Water surged upwards. Creating waves upon waves all lined up in lines. Images flicked through the curtains of water. I was starring in these small clips of life. I was sitting on cracked steps. Embracing a lonely boy. We were about the same age. Maybe 7 or 8. I did not know who he was. But I was there with him. Playing and taking care of each other. His eyes the same dark blue eyes as mine.

The water fell as fast as it formed. I stared down towards the water once again. Trying to see something else that would calm my spirits. Only one thing showed in the water. One word. It looked life a reflection of blood on a wall. It said 'Ricardo'.