Everything About It

Chapter 7

"Are you okay?"

"Yes"

"Are you sure?"

"I don't know" I look down at my fiddling fingers, and so does she.

"Why did you come see me?" She doesn't sound curious.

"Because all the sad songs finally make sense" I chuckle. But she doesn't seem to be amused.

"What do you mean?" She kneels in; she'll fall off her chair if she comes any closer.

"Aren't you meant to be writing this down or something?"

"I've got a good memory" she smiles.

"You know you're going insane when all the sad songs start to make sense"

She stopped smiling.

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"Oh my God. Stop! Stop!" I screamed in laughter, the sheer excitement of the conkers hitting my bare skin was too much. I ran away from him hoping he'd catch up. It was raining so hard as if it was actually pouring cats and dogs, I ran faster and he finally caught up. Our wet bodies dropped on the cold, wet grass. My back on the light green grass that faded into dark green because of the rain, he places his body on top of mine. His face inches away from mine, droplets of rain fell from his strawberry blonde hair onto my red blossoming face.

His hands pressed down on mine, keeping me sturdy. I tried to stop myself from smiling but a smile appeared anyway. I stared at his lips that were as red as cherry and I couldn't help but smile harder. His eyes looked deep into mine and mine looked deep into his. I felt my heart beat faster, my breaths got quicker and our situation got more intense.

He smiled and leaned in closer, so our faces were now centimetres away from each other. His eyes still stared at mine while I slowly but deviously let my eyes fall onto his lips.

"Oh, screw it!" he shouted out.

And suddenly his lips smashed onto mine, our lips tangled onto each other's and our hearts raced as if it was a race. My eyes closed, I knew that his were too. Our soft and simple kiss rapidly changed into a swift and indescribable kiss. The sound of rain hitting the ground got louder, the smell of nature vanished and the sense of love appeared.

The kiss wasn't just our lips connecting but more of our hearts declaring their love for each other. The first time my heart declared its love for Shane Archerbolt.

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"Adria. You okay?"

I look up from the cold and hard carpet at my therapist. A question buzzing in my head, I stared at her hoping she'd ask me what I wanted to say but it was just silence. If I ask she might think I'm crazy, but aren't you already crazy if you're going to therapy?

Screw it.

"Do you believe in contacting the dead?" I ask deeply, hoping for good news.

"I believe in being reunited with the dead, one day." She says with a hopeful voice.

"Do you think it's possible? I really want to contact Sh-" I stop myself, realising this is all being reported or probably recorded.

She sighs, probably knowing the rest of the name. "Let me tell you a story"

"Is it meant to teach me something?"

"Only if you let it."

I look at her, instructing her to carry on, so she does.

"When my husband died, I kept it all bottled up. Because I had hope that he might not actually be dead, I had hope so I never cried and when I told my family and friends why I wasn't heartbroken they told me I'm just imagining crazy things because of the grief. One day, I searched up ways to contact the dead and one website told me if I was willing to take risks, I could talk to a medium or try an Ouija board. Since I didn't want to contact him through someone else I decided to try the board."

"Did it work?" Suddenly interested, my body fills with hope and joy.

"Yes." She smiled and looked up.

"Really? Can I try it? I can talk with Shane! I can talk to him!" I scream, standing up not caring if I just exposed his name. I could talk to him and that's all that mattered.

"I believed it work. Until it finally took me time to digest the fact that it was actually just me moving the planchette. I wanted to believe in it so I forced it to be real."

"So, is it all just fake? Can I not contact the dead?" I ask hoping she'd tell me that I can but I know if she did, she'd only be doing it to make me feel better.

"You can still believe in it. There are no definite answers, Adria."

I thankfully smile at her, happy I decided to come.

"Are you okay?"

She holds my shaking, sensitive hand as a tear rolls down my desperate red cheeks as I say the thing I've wanted to say all along.

"I miss him..."

My eyes closed, as I declared my love for Shane Archerbolt the last time.

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