Phobia

Mr. Richards, If I May

Time has been moving quickly, though it's almost as if it was nonexistent. It's been so complicated and heart breaking these passed few weeks and it's been taking its toll on everyone in the city. There's even a few people who moved back out of town. Vivian is no longer being framed, since Julian said it was a male and that's what Serafina was afraid of. I'm just happy that she isn't going to be put on trial in the big city.

I was currently at the docks, breathing in fresh air that was well needed. My navy blue sneakers sat beside me, hanging my feet over a cliff. It was beautiful and the sun was shining. The waves rippled down below, hitting the rocks with hard splashes. It was late afternoon, and the sun was nearly setting in the horizon. Last time I had been out here was when my mother had died, but since I was a child, its where I would come to grieve. I'd scale the cliff side and set camp close to the rocks at the bottom, though just above and the waves. My heart was beating normally for once. It felt as if there was nothing to worry about and that this month hadn't happened. It was nearly January and I would be turning eighteen, just a few months away. I laid back on my hands, the cool wind hitting my skin. I heard someone walking down towards me, and I really didn't care who it was. Nothing could ruin my mood right now, though with that being said, the moment I left it would all come flying back and I wanted to postpone that as long as possible.

"Hey..." A male voice said. It was awkward, and shy, and I immediately knew why. I didn't have to open my eyes to know it was Mathia. I let out a silent sigh as he sat down beside me. He didn't say anything else and we just sat there for a few minutes before I couldn't stand it.

"Why did you come down here?" I asked, not too loud to over throw nature, but not too quiet that he couldn't hear me.

"I wanted to come talk to you, to say I was sorry. I really wasn't thinking and I shouldn't have done it." He said in the same tone, looking directly at me. His eyes swore he was sorry, and he felt guilty. I let out a small smile, and looked back at him.

"Hey, its fine. We were all going through a rough time, and honestly, you were hysterical. It happens." I responded, looking away and to the sunset.

"Why are you in such a secluded spot?" He asked after a few moments of silence.

"Childhood memories. Why'd you come down here?"

"I asked your dad where I could find you at the market. I wanted to apologize in person. He said you probably would he here since he hasn't heard from you all day." I looked at him and he looked very honest, and I had no choice but to believe him. I nodded and looked down at the rippling water. I hadn't been one for talking lately, and it probably had a lot to do with me not getting much sleep. I keep waking up crying for one reason or another, and my dreams have been keeping me from even wanting to sleep, anyways.

Time passed slowly, but it wasn't as if I was going to complain. The sun setting was beautiful, and I missed watching it. Every day it looked different, ever night it looked spectacular but not once has it ever been the same. Tonight sky was dancing with reds, pinks, blues and purples. They were fading into one another, slowly turning into dark purples and navy blues. The colours brightly tinted the clouds, giving a lighter shade to them than the sky itself. There weren't many clouds, though, they were just subtly spotting the sky. The sun was just above the water, glowing brighter than ever, as if to say, 'see you tomorrow,' or, 'its just goodbye until next time.' It was gorgeous. The air started getting colder and was bringing the normal day warmth with it. The water started settling down as well, showing off illuminations in its wake. Birds sung from all ends and you could see the occasional fish swim by if you looked hard enough. It always put me in awe, how such a normal looking everyday blue sky can show so much colour and life in its days.