Unseen

Unseen Endings. . .

*Two Months After the Changing*

No one knew. I had been proclaimed dead last night. Everyone finally gave up, except a stubborn love, Adam. I began to visit him every night about a month ago. I heard him say to the air, " Goodnight my love, my shining star. I love you, Zoey. I will never stop." Every night he would say that with sadness in his eyes and a single tear would fall down his face. I caught myself just before I would wipe it away. My heart seemed to shatter into millions of pieces every night as I watched him lie in bed, wide awake, knowing that I was in his head.

I also visited my family, but they destroyed my heart even more. Silent tears would always be streaming down my mother's puffy face and my father stood like a stone next to her. My sister had locked herself away and only came out for meals. My two brothers had changed the most, and quite frankly, it scared me. Their normal laughter was non existent and dark bags hung low under their eyes. The youngest, Brandon, refused to speak, he had become mute by my 'death'.

I know I'm selfish, but fear gripped me every time I tried to make myself known. That is why I didn't risk anything. I had made a small shed in the woods my home, although I was hardly ever there. The small rations I had gathered by sneaking the occasional fruit or bread slice out and a small mat for a bed were the only things in that small homage. The food had been easily taken away from my home, completely unnoticed from my ghost-like family. It truly crushed me to see them so. . . dead.

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I was standing outside of Adam's window just as a slight drizzle began to fall. Adam sat on the floor, his arms limp at his sides as he stared out the window, seeing right trough me. It's criminal really, I felt like I could see right trough him. The pain I felt was written around everywhere with him, only magnified. His room was unbelievably messy and had a slight odor to it. Adam was worse, his normally bright blue eyes had dulled to a dim gray. His black hair was messy and dirty. Dark bags hung low under his eyes, giving him years to his age.

Adam hadn't left for college and I couldn't help but feel incredibly guilty. Here was the man I loved unconditionally, wasting his life away, all for someone like me.

I've had enough.

The fear no longer gripped me as I lightly tapped on his window. Something flashed in his eyes before he lightly shook his head. I tapped harder and he sprang up and walked to the window. He opened it with a loud creak before staring blankly into the rain. "Hello?" Adam's voice sounded strained and tired.

I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out. I watched as the saddened look on Adam's face deepened. "H-h-h-hello Adam." My voice sounded foreign to my ears as I talked. Horror swam over Adam's features and he physically recoiled from the window. "Adam?" My voice was soft but he took another step back.

"Why? After all this time, why would my mind begin these sick games.?" He clutched his chest as he spoke, the pain he must feel was beginning to show across his face.

"Adam, this isn't a game, look!" I put my arm out, feeling the water run down my arm until it dripped onto his floor. I watched his face form into confusion, then realization.

"Z-Zoey?" It felt so nice to hear my name fall from his lips.

"Yeah, it's me." He was to the window in a flash. his hand up, slowly reaching out to me. I lifted my hand and pressed it against his warm palm. Out fingers instantly intertwined and a small smile crept onto his face.

"You don't know how hard it's been Zoe, I thought you were gone-" I lifted my other hand and pressed it against his lips.

"I'm here, but not actually here. Adam, I'm so terrified. Being with you but not being with you slowly tore my heart to shreds. I watched as you would lie awake for hours until sleep finally took you. I though that I would never hold you in my arms again. I-"

"Zoey-"

"No, I should have just said it, Adam, I need to tell you this. I'll stop loving you when the blind can see, the deaf can hear, and the invisible are recognized. You are my world and my anchor. You made your mark on the edge of my world and soon enough, you became my world." There. My flag had been unfurled, causing a magnificent smile to flash onto Adam's face, wiping away all traces of sadness.

"Zoey, look." Adam slowly lifted our hands and I felt my eyes go wide, wherever his skin had touched mine , I reappeared. My whole right hand was there, gripping tightly onto his. My index finger on my other hand was also there from where it had touched his lips.

"I need your shirt Adam." He furrowed his eyebrows together before realization hit him. With his cheeks severely pink, he slipped off his shirt and handed it to me. I put it over my head before taking both of his hands in mine.

"Zoey, do you still love me?"

"With my heart and a half. . . Why?"

"Because the invisible have been-" Before he could say that last word, I dropped his hands and cupped his face, bringing his lips to mine.

The kiss was soft and sweet and little pinpricks began to cover my entire body. I pulled back. looked him in the eyes, and said, "Who's invisible?"

I knew he could see me, the pure happiness on his face revealed it all. I pulled him back to me, promising him my love, and sealing it with a kiss.