You float like a feather
in a beautiful world
"So... how did you come to know her?"
"Who, Dianne?" Lucio did not seem to have been listening as he drove quietly through the crowded street. Another evening had gone pass them without a single trace of Dianne. Devon, who was sitting beside him in the front seat, stared at him.
"Who else?" he asked back almost sarcastically-Lucio did not look like he knew another girl in his life. Something about him made Devon sure that he loved Dianne to pieces, although he was not really sure why, if not at all.
"The last time I saw her, she-she was glowing with empty ambitions to be a poet," Devon muttered.
"Don't say that. She writes really well, though she lacks-experience," Lucio scoffed.
"You read her works? Wow-you must be really special." Devon remembered how strict Dianne was about her secret book of poems. She was two minutes older than him. The tiny difference was significant in her dominant attitude back home, and she would ignore him for hours til days if he took a peek at her works. If she was really happy about it, she would show Devon some lines-but from those very few lines, Devon found out that Dianne was really talented.
He wandered through life, almost assured that one day, he would be special like his sister. That he would actually be great at something.
Until this point of the day, he was still left clueless.
"She had no one else to talk to, so I guess she was just... desperate," Lucio sighed as he remembered those days when it was Dianne sitting beside him in the car. She never taunted him to reconcile with his father so he could finally get a real job; she simply calmed him down by just... existing. Her existence made him forget about everything else. Life just seemed lighter with her.
"She really wanted her book published, that's why she went to my dad's company. She was rejected, quite rudely, by my dad, and I bumped into her.That's how we met," Lucio ended his story with a smile. Devon rolled his eyes. "That sounds so much like a movie."
"Movies give you really cheap fantasies about life," Lucio said sharply as he pressed his foot harder on the accelerator. "They give you a really great conflict, a misfortune that looks like an impasse, and all of a sudden, a hero at heart finds out his true worth and saves the day. The second half of that never happens in real life. If you meet an impasse, you just get-stuck. Forever."
"I really hope we can find Dianne," Devon slowly said. "All this time-you were telling me how much Dianne used to have you as her only help in this foreign place, but I really feel that she has... she has touched you in some way. I don't know, a way that usually makes a man and a woman agree to stay together forever? You seem like a really nice guy. I hope Dianne feels the same about you."
Lucio raised his eyebrows as he parked his car by a low-classed motel Devon had been staying in for some time. He unlocked the door and opened the car window one last time before Devon left. "You're a really naïve guy, you know that?"
"Many have said that," Devon shrugged as he left Lucio's car and waved. This search they have done for days-was life finally being gracious enough to give him an adventure?
I wish I was special
You're so very special
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A short update i did from my tablet to keep you guys hooked! Haha i realized i've done a lot of background story thing for many of the characters here except Devon, i guess i'm gonna do some more after this. Thanks for reading!
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Tearing Paper
RomanceThere's this girl. She spends every day tearing paper, as if nothing she writes ever makes sense. There's this guy. He spends every day watching her, although he knows he isn't ready to love again. When he finally dares himself to make a move, they...