Serenity.

F I V E • G r a v i t y C h e c k s.

Thinking about it all arose more thoughts.

The web of thoughts were enough to make my head feel as though it was steadily thumping to its death.

My feet padded softly along the path, mute of any noise. It was as if my existence was a fantasy.

Maybe I was only real to myself.

I was acutely aware of my surroundings and after aimlessly wondering for some time, the demanding wind caused my head to rise.

As my eyes spectated my current location, the colour green which filled my irises caused a stir of nostalgia to appear within me.

My mum had an infatuation with parks. She loved everything about them, from their smell to their compositions.

She claimed the populated green surfaces transported her to another world where green was the colour associated with light, instead of yellow, due to populated thoughts.

My mother was wonderfully peculiar.

Slowly, I began to lead my footsteps towards the depths of the park before placing my physique on a bench.

I sat there, quietly gathering my thoughts, listening to the swishing sound of the compassionate wind.

I would like to pretend that I felt him behind me. I would like to say that his eyes created a burning sensation at the surface of my skin which alerted me of his presence. I would like to pretend that he caused such an impact on my soul that I was expecting the voice which sneaked into my hearing.

I would like to. But I would be lying.

Damien Callahan.

As soon as his voice forced my ears to adapt to the sudden loss of silence filled in the atmosphere, my body reacted with an automatic jerk until my head was positioned towards the dull surface of the ground.

A groan slipped past my mouth as I awkwardly used the body strength which I didn't have to pick myself up.

Ignoring his guffaws I dusted my thighs in an attempt to give my hands a purpose before twisting my body in the direction of the specimen in front of me.

"That was just my random gravity check for the day....yep, we still have it..."

What am I saying?

"The world requires more humans like you in the likely event that we loose the force of gravity. On behalf of the world, I thank you and your gravity checks." His sarcastic comment came alongside a taunting smile.

"Funny."

It wasn't funny.

Ignoring the mischievous spark in his pupils, I returned to my previous position unto the wooden bench.

I continued to stare at the scenery in front of me as he placed himself alongside me.

I knew his eyes were located upon the side of my face. I detected his calculating gaze analysing every inch of me.

"I'll refrain from asking you whats wrong, you seem like the type of person to contract when someone pries."

"Smart decision."

His accurate interpretation frightened me.

In typical situations I would jubilate on the rare occasion of someone subtracting themselves from prying into situations regarding my life.

However, his presence converts situations of a typical nature into those of an unusual expectation.

It is because of this realisation that the inexplicable compulsion to share my feelings with him overcame me.