Bold = Dylan
Italics = Ari
The gravel crunches as she walks sadly through the gates of the graveyard. The sky creates a pathetic fallacy by greying sullenly above the tombstones. Some are covered in moss, others brand new and only few are cracked or broken, probably victims to vandalism.
The one Ari's looking for should be brand new- only planted yesterday. She was devastated that she couldn't attend the funeral but who would have invited her? No one could have spoke to her about it.
Ari felt herself choking back floods of tears as she neared the tombstone she was looking for.
Those two days without him had saddened her greatly- somehow she was guiltily happy to be here in this graveyard.
When a tear falls from her eye, she bats it away violently, accidently cutting the skin under her eye with a nail. It draws blood but she ignores it.
Then she sees the tombstone, poking out the ground, brand new with the date of the death engraved in the top.
Walking over slowly, she lets an extra tear roll down her cheek.
He's here. He's here. He's right here. He's right here.
So she lean into his chest and let him caress her head with his hand. Her arms squeeze him tight and let him know that she's here- that she's not going away ever. His lips touch the top of her head. A tear slips from her eye and splashes on her hair.
They look to the grave together to see Diana Trist engraved on the top.
Dylan mumbles something soft into Ari's hair and she's shivers with delight, knowing she's got Dylan by her side for every train ride,
every birthday,
every sad moment,
every happy moment,
every day.
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Dylan's message is all the chapter titles.
THANKS FOR READING! THIS IS MY FIRST COMPLETED STORY!
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The Train Boy
Short Story"You're a girl." "How did you guess?" Ari Winters is a normal school girl that commutes to school by train. That's where she meets Dylan Trist, a strange boy that has an unknown reason for catching the train everyday. Little conversations every day...
